All Chapters of Unravelling The Billionaire's Mask: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“I'm going to tell you something that no one else will ever know,” David said as he walked into my messy room. ”But first, we have to go.” He picked up the empty suitcase next to my bed, placing it on the mattress and unlocking it. “Where?” I asked, curious. “Somewhere safe.”I rolled my eyes, as if I was bored with those words. “Where is that safe place?” I asked. '”ou and your bodyguards always say it's safe, safe, safe, but I'm still in danger.”He didn't answer. I was still standing next to him, watching him carelessly put my clothes into the suitcase.  “Definitely not here, Hanna.” David looked at me. “Aren't

That night, the crystal chandeliers from inside the building glowed softly, reflecting the light off the fancy dress that wrapped my body.As the car door opened, I got out gracefully, letting the bottom of my dress touch the ground for a moment before I stood up straight.The night air was warm, mixed with the smell of expensive perfume and wine coming from inside.I stood in front of the large doors guarded by security guards and breathed in gently.The reporters, including Jack, were locked outside the fence and weren't allowed to cover the situation inside. I took a moment to check my earrings were in place, making sure everything was perfect before stepping inside.As soon as I entered the room, I was greeted by the sight of a glittering chandelier on the ceiling and the sound of guests chatting and a small orchestra playing classical music in the corner. Important people were walking around with champagne glasses, talking about business, politics and other exclusive matters.I saw

I turned around and started to run. The air in the room felt thick and heavy, as if the walls were closing in on me.“Hanna, wait!” David called out to me, but I ignored him.I sped up, leaving the guests who were still talking and drinking wine behind. Strange faces looked at me, with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. David, who had been following me from behind, tugged on my arm, bringing my steps to a halt.“Hanna, stop,” David said.I turned my head quickly, feeling angry, confused and afraid.“Let me go, David.” I tried to pull my arm away, but he wouldn't let me go.“Listen,” he said in a low voice, almost begging. “I

My phone rang repeatedly, disturbing my sleep. When I looked at it, I saw that Jack had sent me dozens of messages. Some of my colleagues had also sent messages, containing something I did not understand. I woke up still with bleary eyes, picked up my glasses on the table and opened the messages one by one.When I opened one message from Jack, my eyes widened.I raised my glasses, hoping I hadn't read it wrong. “This is crazy,” I muttered. I grabbed the laptop on the table and opened it. The article I'd written the night before had been read by over a million people, and had received over a hundred thousand comments.My hands were shaking a bit as I scrolled through the screen, reading the various responses.Then my phone vibrated. It was David.I picked it up straight away. “Hello?”“Are you waking up?” the voice sounded casual.“Yes, I just woke up, and–”“I read your article.” Her tone was flat.There was a pause before he finally said, “Thanks, Hanna.”I smiled. That made me feel be

I was worried and sat up straight, ready for anything. The cold air made me feel tense. My breathing got faster, as if I was afraid of the questions.The two detectives sat in front of me, staring intently at my face, and I looked back at them, feeling nervous.One of the detectives took out a photo from the CCTV footage.It showed me getting out of a black car during the mass shooting in front of my office a few days ago.I felt my breath catch and I swallowed deeply.“We saw you on the CCTV during the mass shooting in front of your office,” he pointed at my face in the picture. ”Your car was right in front of the victim's car, and it looks like you were in the car for quite a while.” He looked at me, his eyes narrowed. “What were you doing in the car?”I sighed. “I was meeting a friend. He said he was going to pass by my workplace. So I met him in his car.” I said, trying not to be nervous.The two detectives hadn't said anything yet. They