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Billionaire in Disguise Eighty two
It was a new day, and as Travis entered the living room, he was surprised to find Joanna busy in the kitchen, humming along to a song while preparing breakfast. Leaning against the door frame, he observed her with curiosity.“What are you up to?” he inquired, intrigued by this unusual sight.Could it be that she remembered our anniversary?Joanna turned to face him. “Oh, you’re awake, Travis! I just felt like doing something special today, so I thought I’d cook.”Travis nodded slowly, still quite amused. “Hmm, you must be in a really good mood, Joanna. Tell me, is work going to be demanding today?”Joanna glanced at him and asked, “Why do you want to know?”“Just wondering if I could take you out for a date. It’s been a while. Every couple needs that at least every once in a while, don't you think?” he proposed, eager to see her next reaction or an answer to his proposal.Joanna felt a lump in her throat as Travis's question put her in a tricky situation. She had a full day planned wi
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty three
While grappling with the challenge of explaining things to Joanna, a brilliant idea suddenly dawned on him.He made a U-turn when he spotted a roadside car repair shop, pulled in, and handed $20 to the owner. In exchange, he asked the owner to replace the BMW 760 badge with a BMW 520 badge.The BMW 5 Series bore a striking resemblance to the 7 Series, with the most noticeable differences lying beneath the hood and within the interiors. Most people found it challenging to differentiate them from the outside, often relying on the badge at the rear.The 520, belonging to the lower tier of the 5 Series, offered decent performance and handling characteristics across the board. In stark contrast, the 760, positioned as the pinnacle of the 7 Series, boasted formidable power, exceptional control, and excellence in various aspects.As Travis cruised in the BMW 760, now adorned with a 520 badge, he pondered Joanna’s limited knowledge of cars. She had never delved into the nuances of different a
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty four
Travis fetched Maya in his new car after Joanna informed him that she would be running late. He drove her back home, and upon arriving, he noticed preparations were already underway. Isabella was in the final stages of setting up the surprise, and when she spotted Travis's arrival, she approached him with enthusiasm."Hello, Master Travis! We're nearly finished," she informed him.Travis raised an eyebrow and inquired, "You're sure no one followed you here? Many people have been curious about who hired you; they might have tracked you."Isabella shook her head confidently and reassured him, "No need to worry, Master Travis. I took thorough precautions for this. Your wife will be delighted when she arrives."Travis nodded, content with her response.Daddy, what’s happening?” Maya asked from his arms, her curious gaze scanning the unfamiliar faces and activities inside their home. “There are people in our house, Daddy,” she observed, looking up at him for an explanation.Travis nodded,
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty five
The following morning, Travis sat rigidly on the dining chairs, his anger showing no signs of subsiding. He glared at the photographs spread out on the table in front of him. Deciding he no longer needed Isabella’s presence, he had instructed her to leave. Now, it was just him and his daughter, who had fallen asleep in her room.He couldn't sleep. His mind was consumed by the images in those photographs. Anger pulsed through his entire being as he impatiently waited for Joanna to walk through that door.How could she do this? How could she cheat on him? Travis believed she was capable of better than this. If she held any resentment towards him, there were far more reasonable ways to express it than this painful betrayal.His hands clenched tight on the table as he fought hard to contain his seething anger. His breathing came in harsh, uneven gasps, and his eyes burned red.“Arghhh!” He bellowed in fury, abruptly rising from his chair and sending the table crashing to the floor. The pi
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty six
Sophia trailed Travis as he arrived at a bar surprisingly early, watching as he ordered a beer and lost himself in deep contemplation at the bar table. She was keenly aware that their scheme had taken a toll on him. He must be seething with anger.She dialed Edwin to provide an update. “Hello, Ed.”“Hey, babe,” Edwin responded casually.Sophia’s mouth twitched in annoyance at the word ‘babe’ and continued, “Well, Travis is drinking at a bar, Edwin, which means he’s furious. He certainly got the pictures about what his wife did to him.”“Oh. Is that so? Just imagine him discovering that I’m the mastermind behind it all. Travis is a real bastard when angry, he must have done something to his wife or maybe do something to her as payback,” Edwin mused over the phone.“Hmm, perhaps the best course of action for Travis is to divorce her and find someone else good enough for him,” she commented, her gaze fixed on Travis from her seat with a seductive, dreamy expression.“What?” Edwin blurted
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty seven
The security guard remained skeptical of Travis.Travis’s demeanor and tone gave the impression that he harbored a personal grudge against Mr. Sinclair. Moreover, he didn’t appear to match the caliber of individuals who usually met with the boss.Travis, observing the guard’s uncertainty, tilted his head and let out a light chuckle. He nodded as if acknowledging the skepticism. “I guess your boss is too big for the likes of me to meet, huh? Well, guess what, he's way out of my league. Now, do me a favor, tell him that Travis Danforth has requested an audience, if he knows what’s best.”The security guard chuckled too, shaking his head. “I see. You’ve got some nerve, Mr. Danforth, claiming that my boss is beneath you. You?” He laughed, still finding Travis’s audacity rather intriguing.“I’ve met plenty of people in my time, but none quite like you. You’re something else.”Travis observed the guard’s laughter and let out a resigned sigh.“I'm not in the mood for any humiliation or insult
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty eight
What?Could this really be the real Travis Danforth?Ezekiel's knees trembled as fear and trepidation consumed him. He continued to scrutinize Travis, struggling to accept the possibility that this man before him could indeed be the chairman of the Danforth Group.No way!! It couldn't be true, could it?"Give me back my phone," Travis demanded, his anger unwavering as he locked eyes with Ezekiel. "Since you believe I'm an impostor, why not put it to the test? Or do you have reservations about confirming my identity?" Travis challenged.Ezekiel gulped, still grappling with disbelief. "Are — are you truly Travis Danforth? Is this for real?""I've said it, let's try it out. I'm more than willing to prove my authenticity. Hand me my phone," Travis pressed on, his annoyance palpable.Ezekiel shook his head in desperation and dropped to his knees. "No, no, if you truly are Travis Danforth, you must understand that I didn't intend for any of this to happen. I swear, it was never my intention
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty nine
Damien arrived at Diane's residence, donning a black face mask and a matching cap to conceal his identity. With caution, he softly pushed open the front door, only to discover that it was already slightly ajar. Suspicion tingling, he quickly surveyed the vicinity, ensuring no one lurked nearby, before cautiously stepping inside and locking the door behind him. His eyes darted around the surroundings, but his primary focus was on her room. He believed that this was the place where he might unearth hidden evidence that could aid Travis's case.Damien ascended the stairs, finally reaching the room he sought. However, upon arrival, he noticed that the door was partially open. He blinked in surprise and instinctively retreated, silently concealing himself in a corner. From his hiding spot, he could discern some commotion unfolding inside the room. It became evident that they wasted no time in their search, confirming Travis's suspicions. They had indeed dispatched someone to scour the pre