Billionare Secret

me was quiet, save for the distant laughter of noblewomen enjoying their evening strolls and the occasional sound of a carriage passing t

, he is a great man," a deep yet smooth

r was neatly styled, and his sharp, intelligent eyes held an unreadable expression. His clothing was of fin

is he not? Secondly, where did you learn to speak so eloquently? From the way you speak, one can tell you rea

osure. Compliments were rare in my world. Most of the words directed at me carried either mockery or veiled

I do not have the same privileges as you. And no, I do not attend Dynasty Hall. Whatever thoughts I have about m

by my sharp words. "Perh

had known it for years. A shiver ran down my spine, tho

ve it to him in person for obvious reasons, so I think you might need it." He reached into his coat and pulle

to walk away. I stared at his retreating f

e," I called after him, trying to suppress the

amused lilt. "If you take the time to read the piece I wrote for your father, you will most d

night. My heart pounded as I clutched the folded paper in my han

nfolded the note, scanning the word

an who s

know my name, nor do you need to, but your kindness remains with me.

gratitude will no longe

silent ad

er in yo

er was a great man in the eyes of many, but to me, he was a stranger behind closed doors, cold, calculating, and dista

cus was on my writing, on escaping the suffocating world I had been born into. And yet, I could not shake the feeling t

aling glances at the paper tucked safely in my drawer. Curiosity gnawed at me, but a part of me resisted. If he

beneath the willow tree, I felt a presence before I saw him.

" I said, keepi

e, arms crossed over his

owly. "And?

ed, my fingers curling around my quill

into a small s

once more into the night. I let out a slow breath, my mind swirling with unanswered questions.