icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Hiding The Ruthless Billionaire's Genius Heir

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 698    |    Released on: Today at 14:09

erly. Julian Heath IV stood before a wall of securit

llroom suddenly dissolved into

reported, already speaking into his wrist communica

new it was. That one-dollar

id, his voice a low murmur. "Patch me

ed back to life, now glowing with the

is eyes searching for any sign of an intr

ielding him with her body as severa

n light. Her hair was a mess, but her eyes... he knew those e

dark amber wave spilling onto the pr

's body, hot and trembling under his. It all came rus

st. He hadn't just killed the lights. He had hijack

to the highest-priority IP address on the ho

night-vision view was suddenly replaced

Leo's

s, his expression one of intense, cold focus as

inition of the feed, the

hest. His heart felt like it ha

istakable glint of stubborn fire in his eyes. It wa

creen to his boss, and his jaw went slack. T

n on the table. The sharp cr

connected the dots with lightning speed. The woman from five y

nto a perfect, u

hallenge him, the phantom in

the guards in the darkness was raising his nightstick

carefully constructed facade of the cold, controlled b

ew it on the sofa. The air in the room grew

. "Assemble the inner guard. Seal every exit

ator. A silent alarm went out. All over the hotel, more than a do

hed leather shoes clicking on the marble

. As the numbers descended, the mask of the cold-blooded Wall Street titan

, pleasant sound that was a

ors sl

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Hiding The Ruthless Billionaire's Genius Heir
Hiding The Ruthless Billionaire's Genius Heir
“Five years ago, Colette Orr was drugged and hunted by her own stepsister and fiancé. To survive the night, she hid in a dark hotel suite and accidentally gave herself to a dangerous, wounded stranger. Now a struggling single mother working as a hotel manager, her nightmare returned. Her stepsister Chelsey was hosting her lavish wedding at Colette's hotel. They lured Colette into a trap, violently forced her into a shredded, filthy wedding dress, and dragged her onto the main stage. Under the blinding spotlight, Chelsey publicly humiliated Colette, weeping fake tears while framing her as a deranged stalker and a corporate spy. The elite crowd sneered with disgust, demanding she be arrested, while the groom's mother pointed at Colette's five-year-old son and viciously called him a fatherless bastard. Clutching her little boy, Leo, Colette trembled with a mix of absolute despair and raw rage. She had already given up her inheritance and her past to escape their venom. Why wouldn't they just let her and her son live in peace? Suddenly, the grand ballroom doors crashed open. Julian Heath IV, the ruthless Wall Street billionaire-and the stranger from that dark room five years ago-strode in with an army of guards. Before Colette could run, her genius son launched himself at the terrifying titan's leg. "Daddy!" Leo shouted to the silent room. Julian's cold eyes locked onto Colette, and with a terrifyingly calm voice, he ordered his men to seal every exit.”