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DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 38
The bourbon in Victor Ryker's crystal tumbler caught the amber light from his desk lamp, creating dancing shadows across his hardwood desk. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Carson City's nightscape spread like a blanket of jewels against the darkness. Victor watched it with detached interest, his face a mask of practiced calm belying the rage simmering beneath.The mahogany double doors to his office swung open without a knock. Three men stumbled in—battered, bruised, and bleeding their failure onto his imported carpet. The leader, a bald mountain of a man who typically inspired fear in others, now limped pathetically, one eye swollen nearly shut beneath a hastily applied bandage.Victor didn't bother looking up. "You're late."The bald thug dropped to one knee, whether from pain or deference wasn't clear. "Boss, we... we ran into trouble."Only then did Victor raise his glacial gaze, the silence stretching uncomfortably before he responded. "Trouble?" The word emerged like a ser
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 39
Karvel Cross had barely stepped out of the clinic when his phone buzzed in his pocket. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the parking lot as he glanced at the screen—Sophia Yale. His jaw clenched involuntarily at the sight of her name.He debated ignoring it for a moment, thumb hovering over the decline button, but something told him it wouldn't stop there. With Sophia, it never did. He picked up. "What?""You sound as charming as ever," Sophia said with a silky chuckle that carried memories he'd rather forget. "I was just calling to say… since you'll be treating Vivian for the next few days, I've made arrangements for your stay at the hotel. You'll find it more convenient than commuting across the city."Karvel frowned, leaning against his car. The metal felt cool against his palm. "Unnecessary. I've got my own place."Sophia's voice hardened beneath the honeyed tone, a transition he knew all too well. "You will stay at the hotel, Karvel.""I said no." His response was c
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 40
The soft hum of Mariya Carter's office was broken by the sharp slam of the door, the sound reverberating through the modern space like a gunshot. The framed architectural awards on her wall trembled slightly.She looked up from her desk, eyes narrowing as irritation flashed across her face. "You have five seconds to leave before I call security." Her finger hovered over the intercom button, poised and ready.Vincent Langford strolled in smugly, ignoring her threat, adjusting the sleeve of his tailored charcoal suit like he owned the place. The afternoon sunlight caught the gold of his watch as he moved."Oh, come on, Mariya," he said with a smirk that didn't reach his cold eyes. "You'll want to hear what I have to say."She glared at him, her posture stiffening. The memory of their last encounter—her palm stinging after connecting with his face—was still fresh for both of them. "I doubt it."Vincent leaned against the edge of her desk, watching her carefully, invading her space with d
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 41
Karvel Cross stood tall, unfazed, as Victor Ryker paced slowly in front of him, dressed in his signature silk suit, a twisted smile playing on his lips.Around them, the air was thick with tension, and behind Ryker, half a dozen armed guards waited silently, watching Karvel with a mixture of caution and disdain.These aren't just thugs, Karvel noted. These are his elites—the ones who haven't seen me fight yet.Ryker took a slow drag from his cigar, exhaling smoke that curled upward like a serpent. The acrid scent filled the space between them, a deliberate intrusion."You know," he began, tone deceptively conversational, "I've had a lot of men brought to this room over the years. Some begged. Some cried. Some swore they wouldn't break." And they all did in the end, his smug expression seemed to say.Karvel said nothing, arms loose at his sides, eyes sharp and calm. His mind catalogued every movement, every potential weapon, every exit.Six armed men, one overconfident crime lord, and
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 42
Outside Victor Ryker's heavily fortified mansion, two separate convoys arrived almost simultaneously.First came Vivian Fairchild, stepping elegantly out of her luxury car, surrounded by her personal bodyguards, each one sharp-eyed and ready for action.She straightened her designer jacket, her lips curling into a determined smile. Time to repay the debt. Karvel Cross had saved her reputation, and she wasn't about to stand idle while he faced danger alone.She felt a strange flutter in her chest—something beyond mere obligation. This isn't just about evening the score anymore, she admitted to herself.But just as Vivian was about to issue orders, another fleet of black SUVs screeched to a halt in front of the gates. Out came Mariya Carter, clad in a black leather jacket, her expression fierce.Behind her, a swarm of hired muscle—mercenaries, ex-military types—fanned out, armed and deadly-looking. The air around them seemed to vibrate with lethal potential.Vivian's eyes widened. "You
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 43
Outside Victor Ryker’s mansion, Mariya Carter and Vivian Fairchild were still in a heated argument.“I said you should move aside!” Mariya snapped, her patience stretched thin. “This is my business!”Vivian folded her arms, smirking. “You think because you are Karvel ex once, you have some kind of special ownership over him? Grow up, Mariya.”Mariya gritted her teeth. “At least I didn’t come here just to pretend I care.”Before Vivian could shoot back, the massive iron gates creaked open.Both women froze.Their eyes widened in shock.Out strolled Karvel Cross, hands in his pockets, completely calm, as if he had just come from a casual meeting. And following two steps behind him—head bowed low, face battered and bruised—was none other than Victor Ryker, treating Karvel with the kind of respect usually reserved for kings.Vivian gasped. “No way…”Mariya’s mouth dropped open. What the hell happened in there?!Karvel ignored Mariya completely as he passed, not even sparing her a glance.
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 44
Vincent Langford sat behind his polished mahogany desk, nursing a swollen cheek and a bruised ego. His office—usually a place where he lounged in arrogant comfort—now felt suffocating. He pressed an ice pack against his face, gritting his teeth.Damn Mariya... Damn Karvel Cross...Vincent cursed them both silently. In his mind, Karvel had been handled by Ryker’s men. By now, he should be crawling, begging for mercy. A smug grin curled at his lips at the thought."I’ll make Mariya regret tossing me aside," he muttered aloud, confidence slowly slithering back into his wounded pride. "Once Karvel’s out of the picture, she’ll come running back."The door to his office suddenly slammed open.Vincent jumped, startled, his heart skipping a beat. Before he could even shout, three burly men in black suits marched in, filling the room with their hulking frames. Their presence was oppressive, menacing.Behind them, a well-dressed man strolled in leisurely, adjusting the buttons of his tailored
DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 45
Karvel Cross leaned back in his office chair, the supple leather creaking softly beneath his weight.His fingers tapped rhythmically against the armrest, the only outward sign of tension as his mind weighed down by the new threat that had slithered into Carson City—Leo Romano (V3).Markos stood a few feet away, arms crossed, watching Karvel's silent brooding with growing unease. The overhead lights caught the faint scar running along his jawline, a souvenir from their shared past."You're unusually quiet," he said after a moment. "That's never a good sign."Karvel's eyes narrowed slightly, the reflection of the cityscape dancing in his dark irises. "Leo Romano," he murmured, the name itself leaving a bitter taste. "I should've known he'd crawl out of the shadows eventually."Markos frowned, shifting his weight. "You've met before?"Karvel shook his head slowly, his expression hardening into something granite-like. "Not directly."Markos tilted his head, confusion evident. "Then how—?"
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Chapter 56
The tension in the Imperial Star Hotel’s restaurant was so thick, it could be cut with a knife.Karvel Cross walked away from the Carter family’s table, his expression cool and unbothered. He had no intention of getting dragged into their petty games any longer.But Ethan Carter, drunk on the power of sitting beside Leo Romano and the false sense of importance it gave him, wasn’t about to let Karvel walk away so easily.“You liar!” Ethan shouted, rising sharply from his seat, his face red with both alcohol and rage. “You think you can just stroll in here, say whatever you want, and walk off like you’re better than us?!”Mariya Carter flinched, her stomach twisting with anxiety.Before anyone could stop him, Ethan staggered toward Karvel and raised his hand to slap him.The room seemed to hold its breath.Karvel caught Ethan’s wrist midair without even turning his head. His fingers tightened just enough to make Ethan wince in pain.And then—SMACK!Karvel delivered a slap so resound
Chapter 55
The luxury lobby of the Imperial Star Hotel gleamed under the light of a massive chandelier. Guests moved quietly, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and money.Karvel Cross strode through the lobby, his steps slow but confident. He wore a simple dark suit, but even without flashy designer labels, his aura demanded attention.Three percent of the world's population controls ninety-seven percent of its wealth. The thought flickered through his mind as he observed the opulent surroundings. And these people think they own the very air we breathe.He approached the reception desk, where the manager personally came out to greet him with a slight bow."Mr. Cross," the manager said respectfully, his voice low so as not to draw attention. "Your penthouse suite has been prepared, as per your request. Would you like me to escort you up?"Karvel shook his head. "Just the key.""Of course, sir."As Karvel waited, signing the final documents, a sharp voice suddenly pierced the quiet
Chapter 54
Leo Romano lounged arrogantly in his seat at the center of the upscale restaurant, a glass of red wine swirling lazily in his hand. Across from him sat Mariya Carter , her mother, and her brother Ethan Carter, all gathered around a lavish spread of food most of the city’s elite could only dream of affording.Leo’s smile was wide and self-satisfied as he recounted his latest triumph."So there I was," he said with a theatrical wave of his hand, "sitting in Vivian Fairchild’s office, and she had the audacity to defend that bum, Karvel Cross. Can you believe it?"Mariya forced a polite smile, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.Leo leaned in, his voice dropping conspiratorially. "But I put her in her place. Told her she could either have her little company… or her little pet project. Gave her forty-eight hours to make the right choice."Mrs. Carter clapped her hands together in delight. "Mr. Romano, you’re incredible! That woman thought too highly of herself anyway."Ethan laughed loudly
CHAPTER 53
The evening air was crisp as Karvel Cross stepped out of Fairchild Enterprises. His expression was neutral, his gait slow and seemingly careless, as if he had all the time in the world.But inside, he was sharply alert.They're watching.Karvel didn't even need to look over his shoulder. His instincts, honed from years of operating in shadows, screamed the moment he crossed the lobby. He felt the eyes trailing him from a distance—the careful, measured footsteps.Amateur, he thought with quiet contempt. Vivian should've hired someone better if she wanted to track me.Instead of heading straight for his car parked nearby, he turned off the main street into a narrow alleyway between two office buildings, the kind of alley where a man could disappear without a trace.The tail followed.Exactly as I expected, Karvel thought, his mind already several steps ahead. Let's see who's pulling the strings.The moment Karvel stepped around a sharp bend in the alley, he moved swiftly, disappearing b
Chapter 52
Karvel Cross stood silently in front of Vivian Fairchild’s office door, his expression composed but his mind running cold calculations.He had been patient long enough.It was time.Adjusting the cuff of his jacket, he knocked once, then pushed the door open without waiting for permission.Vivian sat behind her desk, flipping through some papers with stiff, jerky motions. The moment she saw him, her entire body seemed to tense further, her eyes hardening into something unfamiliar.Karvel’s sharp instincts caught the shift immediately."Vivian," he greeted with his usual calm. "It’s time we had that conversation."She didn’t look up. "I’m busy."Karvel raised an eyebrow. Busy? That wasn’t the woman who had once practically dragged him into her world with stubborn persistence."You said you knew what I wanted," he continued, stepping inside, voice steady. "I think it’s about time you told me."Vivian slapped the papers onto the desk, her chair scraping loudly against the floor as she
Chapter 51
Vivian Fairchild was seated behind her sleek glass desk, quietly reviewing stacks of reports and signing documents. The soft ticking of the clock was the only sound in the room, the atmosphere calm and professional.Until the door to her office burst open violently.Vivian’s head snapped up, startled, just as Leo Romano stormed in, his expensive leather shoes clicking aggressively against the marble floor. Her secretary scrambled after him, panic written all over her face.“I’m sorry, Miss Fairchild!” the secretary squeaked, nearly tripping over her heels. “He wouldn’t wait for an appointment—”Vivian’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "That’s enough," she said coolly to her secretary, raising one hand to dismiss her. The girl bowed her head and quickly retreated, shutting the door behind her.Leo didn’t even wait for a greeting."You!" he barked, jabbing a finger toward Vivian, his face red with anger. "What the hell is a woman like you doing mixing with a bum like Karvel Cross?!"Vivian b
Chapter 50
Vivian Fairchild sat stiffly in her office, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her mind buzzing with unresolved questions.Karvel Cross’s calm dismissal at the gala gnawed at her. Nothing? He called that chaos "nothing"? Two titans almost tore the room apart because of him, and he acted like it was no big deal.Across from her, Sophia Yale leaned forward eagerly. "Tell me everything again. Slowly."Vivian sighed and recounted the night from beginning to end—how Karvel arrived, how Leo Romano stirred up trouble, how Markos defended Karvel, and how Karvel himself remained infuriatingly nonchalant throughout.When she was done, Sophia drummed her nails on the desk thoughtfully. "It doesn’t add up.""I know," Vivian agreed. "Markos isn’t the type to step in for just anyone."Sophia nodded. "He doesn’t waste time on nobodies. And you said this isn't even the first time?"Vivian nodded. "He also backed Karvel during that orphanage event. Remember when Karvel donated a hundred millio
CHAPTER 49
Mariya Carter hurried after Vivian Fairchild , her heels clicking sharply against the marble as she caught up near the corridor leading out of the ballroom."Vivian, wait!" Mariya called, reaching out.Vivian spun around, eyes blazing. "Save it, Mariya. I'm not interested in anything you have to say."She really believes I betrayed him intentionally, Mariya thought, her chest tightening. When will I stop paying for my past mistakes?"I didn't tell Leo to go after Karvel! I had nothing to do with it!" Mariya insisted, desperation edging her voice.Vivian laughed bitterly. "You expect me to believe that? After the way you threw yourself at Leo the moment Karvel walked in?"She's so blinded by her infatuation with Karvel that she can't see reason, Vivian thought angrily. How dare she play innocent now?"I was just networking!" Mariya protested, her voice rising. "I didn't know who he was—who he is!"Vivian shook her head, disgusted. "Karvel saved you. Your family. And the first chance yo
CHAPTER 48
The grand ballroom buzzed with tension as every eye turned toward the scene unfolding between Markos, Leo Romano, and Karvel Cross.Whispers rippled across the luxurious crowd."Isn't that Markos—the richest man in Carson City?""Why's he defending that guy?""Maybe he just feels sorry for him.""Yeah, must be charity. That man's just a washed-up ex."Despite their murmuring, no one dared to step closer. Most of the attendees, steeped in shallow judgments, couldn't see past Karvel's calm demeanor and simple black suit. To them, he looked like an attractive nobody, lucky enough to catch the eye of a few powerful women.Fools, Karvel thought, maintaining his composed facade. They see what they want to see. A pretty face, a nobody. Exactly as I've planned it.But Mariya Carter wasn't like most of them.Standing at the edge of the crowd, her hands curled into fists as she watched the interaction sharply. No, she thought, this isn't just kindness. This is the second time someone powerful h
