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Billionaire in Disguise Seventy nine
Travis and Diane arranged to meet in Mainville city because there was something important she needed to share with him. It held crucial information about his mother’s death, and Travis was eager to learn the truth.Before heading to Mainville, Travis decided to visit the Golden Tower and have a conversation with his father. He held Maya in his arms as he took her outside to meet Joanna, who would drive her to school. While observing Joanna, he noticed she was on the phone, her demeanor seemingly unprofessional. She was smiling and speaking in a shy manner, leaning against the car.Travis sighed, trying not to dwell on it too much. He knew that mistrust wouldn't benefit their marriage. He shifted his attention back to his daughter and said, "Come on, sweetheart, Mommy will take you to school."Maya nodded enthusiastically, and Travis carried her towards the car. As he approached, he noticed Joanna swiftly ending her call and coming over just as he helped Maya into the car."I'm leaving
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty
Travis arrived at a private box within one of the Danforth Group's largest hotels. As he was guided to the box, he couldn't help but sigh, realizing that this would mark his first meeting with his father in over a decade. He opened the door and entered, finding his father standing, eagerly awaiting his arrival.Leon let out a shaky breath upon seeing his son after so many years. "I can't believe this. Look at you, son," he exclaimed, a smile forming on his face.Travis' eyes flickered as he regarded his father. "Yeah. Look at you too, Dad. You've aged quite a bit," he retorted, then moved to take a seat, showing that he wasn't there for sentimental reunions.Leon sighed and settled into a chair as well, his gaze still fixated on Travis. "I'm truly glad you decided to meet with me, Travis. It's been far too long, son."Travis nodded, his eyes focused on his father. "Indeed, it has.""So, how have you been?" Leon inquired, genuinely interested in learning about his son's life. "I know y
Billionaire in Disguise Eighty one
—A day before…—Bianca stormed into Gerald’s office, tossing her bag on the couch and pacing anxiously. She was certain – absolutely certain – that the person she had seen at the grocery mall was Diane, and it left her deeply unsettled.Gerald, engrossed in his calculations, grew irritated by her agitated behavior. He continued to jot down notes while glancing at his computer screen.Frustrated by her pacing, he quipped, “What's gotten your panties all tied up in a bunch, Bianca? You’re distracting my calculations with all this commotion.”Bianca gulped, then she paused and turned to face him. “I think I saw someone familiar today, Gerald. I'm so sure she was the one. Her name was Diane Monez, a maid to the Danforths then when Leon’s wife, Caroline was alive.”Gerald looked up at her with furrowed brows. “And how is that a problem, Bianca? I fail to understand where you’re going with this.”Bianca looked away, thinking thoughtfully. “There was something wrong involving how she suddenl
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