After the Affair Falling into a Billionaire's Arms novel Chapter 35

**Clocks Lie To Hearts by Asa River Flint**
**Chapter 35**

“To pee!” Flora shouted back, her voice ringing with a mix of urgency and defiance, as she strode away without a backward glance.

Sadie and Louisa, caught up in their own thoughts, genuinely believed Flora had merely gone to the restroom. They exchanged casual glances, dismissing her absence as a minor inconvenience.

However, as the minutes ticked by, ten in total, an unsettling feeling began to creep into Louisa’s mind. “Call her,” she urged Sadie, her voice laced with an undercurrent of anxiety. “Now.”

Sadie, sensing the shift in Louisa’s demeanor, quickly pulled out her phone. To her shock, Flora’s ringtone echoed from somewhere within the hospital room, cutting through the tension like a knife.

“What the hell?” Sadie frowned, her brow furrowing in confusion. “She left without her phone?”

A wave of realization washed over Louisa, her heart racing. “She’s gone to confront George. We need to find her before she does something reckless.” Without a moment’s hesitation, she yanked the IV needle from the back of her hand, determination etched on her face.

Sadie’s eyes widened in alarm. “You’re still injured! Let me go after her while you rest,” she pleaded, her voice a mixture of concern and frustration.

“That won’t work,” Louisa insisted, wincing as she pushed herself to her feet. “Flora and George are both hotheads. They’ll just escalate things. You won’t be able to stop her alone.”

“Fine, but take it slow. Don’t push yourself,” Sadie warned, her voice softening with worry.

Louisa’s instincts were right on the mark. Flora, fueled by protective fury, had indeed stormed off to confront George, her heart racing as she made her way to the Capulet Group headquarters.

Meanwhile, George and Caden were immersed in their signing ceremony, oblivious to the storm brewing outside. They sat across from each other at George’s imposing desk, twin contracts laid out before them like promises waiting to be fulfilled.

Vivian perched between them, her expression carefully crafted into one of adorable contentment, cradling her face in her hands. “It’s wonderful,” she cooed, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness. “We’re finally going to be one big family.”

George and Caden exchanged satisfied smiles, each reaching out to affectionately ruffle her hair.

“After you, Mr. Capulet,” Caden gestured graciously, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

George nodded, uncapping his pen, his focus narrowing as he leaned forward to sign.

Suddenly, Jared’s voice boomed from outside the office. “Ms. Young, you can’t just barge in! Let me announce you—”

“Announce what?” Flora’s voice thundered as she burst through the office door, her presence electrifying the air around her.

Her gaze swept the room like a searchlight, landing on Vivian with undisguised contempt. “So this is the celestial beauty I’ve heard so much about? I was expecting someone more impressive,” she sneered, her words laced with venom.

“Flora Young, how dare you!” Vivian lunged forward, her hands curling into claws, fury radiating from her.

Flora, unfazed, shoved her aside with contemptuous ease. Before anyone could react, she snatched the contracts from the desk, her heart pounding with righteous indignation.

“Flora, what do you think you’re doing?” George’s voice crackled with authority, a whip-like sharpness cutting through the tension.

She waved the papers dismissively, her voice rising with passion. “This one project, George? This single, solitary project is why you’ve repeatedly crushed Louisa’s heart? Do you have any idea what she’s sacrificed for you over the years? How many deals she’s secured? And for what? So you could cheat on her, hurt her, and now imprison her like some medieval tyrant? Do you even have a conscience anymore?”

“My relationship with Louisa is none of your business. Put those contracts down. Now,” George commanded, his eyes blazing with fury.

“I don’t think I will,” Flora shot back defiantly, her heart racing with adrenaline.

With a fierce sense of satisfaction, Flora tore the contracts into shreds, flinging the pieces into the air like confetti, each piece a symbol of her rebellion.

Caden gaped in shock, his mouth agape. “Mr. Capulet, are you going to let this madwoman destroy our partnership?”

Louisa stood in the doorway, supported by Sadie, her trembling frame a stark contrast to the quiet dignity she exuded.

She looked ghostly pale, barely able to stand, yet her presence commanded attention, drawing all eyes to her.

The chaos in the room instantly stilled, punctuated only by Vivian’s theatrical sobs, as if the very air had shifted in response to Louisa’s arrival.

Flora hurried to Louisa’s side, concern mingling with surprise. “What are you doing here?”

Louisa’s gaze slid past Flora, focusing intently on George, her eyes narrowing with unspoken resolve.

His brow furrowed in surprise. “How did you get out?”

Before Louisa could answer, Sadie erupted, her voice a mixture of fury and disbelief. “You absolute monster! Locking your own wife away like some fairytale villain—were you planning to starve her to death or drive her to suicide? If she hadn’t set that fire to escape, what would have happened to her?”

George’s eyes widened, disbelief etched across his face. “You started a fire?”

Louisa remained silent, her composure unshaken, a quiet storm brewing within her.

Caden appraised her with newfound interest. Despite her disheveled appearance—her clothes smudged with soot, her face drained of color—she radiated a quiet strength that was impossible to ignore. Just standing there, she seemed to glow with an inner light that captivated him.

His sister couldn’t match that kind of presence, and for a fleeting moment, he felt a pang of jealousy.

Still, family loyalty demanded he defend Vivian’s honor.

“Ms. Forbes,” he said coldly, his voice dripping with disdain, “did you send this lunatic to do your dirty work?”