Hired a Gigolo Got a Billionaire (Zoey and Christian) novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145

I never thought it was humanly possible to uproot an entire life in less than twenty-four hours. But there I was, staring out the window of a private jet as Solara Bay shrank beneath us, my whole world reduced to a few suitcases packed away in the cargo hold.

We’d managed to pack everything in a single day-a feat that still felt surreal. Christian had hired a professional moving team that worked like an army of ants, boxing up every item, every memory, every tiny piece of the life I’d built in that small apartment. We handed the keys back to the landlord, with Christian barely blinking at the early- termination fees (or the suspicious red wine stains on the wall). When the man tried to argue about penalties and clauses, Christian simply pulled out his phone, made a transfer big enough to shut him up instantly, and that was that.

And just like that, my life fit neatly into the belly of a jet, carrying me toward a mansion in Highridge Valley I’d soon have to learn to call home.

Leaving my independence behind was harder than I’d expected. I’d always been proud of my autonomy—of having my own money, my own space, my own identity outside of anyone else. Depending entirely on Christian, no matter how much I loved him, triggered a quiet panic I tried hard to ignore.

But honestly, what had my life been lately? Endless job hunting, opportunities slipping away for no reason, interviewers suddenly going cold. And now, being pregnant, my chances of landing anything worthwhile were slim to none. What company would hire a woman they knew would go on maternity leave in a few months?

Maybe this move really was a blessing in disguise-a forced fresh start, in a safer, more controlled place.

I glanced over at Christian, still focused on his laptop even mid-flight. He’d spent the entire morning on calls with Joseph, coordinating our arrival and tightening security around the estate.

“What’s going through your head?” he asked, catching my gaze.

“How completely my life has changed in a matter of hours,” I admitted. “Yesterday morning, I was drinking coffee in our kitchen, stressing about finding a job. Now I’m flying on a private jet to live indefinitely in a mansion.

Christian closed his laptop and turned fully toward me.

“Are you regretting it?”

“No,” I said right away. “Just… processing. It’s a lot, all at once.”

“I know,” he said softly, reaching for my hand. “But when you’re ready, we can bring your family too. Your parents, Annabelle, Matthew-they could all have a safer, more comfortable life on the estate.”

The thought warmed my heart. I pictured my parents living without financial stress, Annie finally having real opportunities, Matthew maybe even working for the Kensington company. It was a tempting vision of peace I hadn’t dared to imagine.

“Joseph doesn’t mind us taking over his space like this?” I asked.

“Zoey, he’s thrilled,” Christian said with a small laugh. “You know how he’s always dreamed of filling the house again, of having the family rooted there. Having you living there, building our life together—it’s everything he’s wanted.”

“Surprises? You know how I adore surprises!” he said with a playful grin before dramatically placing a hand over his chest. “But go easy on me-my old heart can only handle so much excitement!”

Christian chuckled. “The first piece of news,” he began, his tone shifting to something warm and steady, “is that Zoey is officially living here now. This is our home, our life.”

Joseph’s eyes grew misty. He clapped his hands together slowly, his smile spreading with pure joy.

“What wonderful news!” he exclaimed. “You know how much I’ve wished for this day.”

“And the second surprise…” Christian paused, glancing at me. “Zoey, would you like to tell him, or should I?”

My heart began to race. This was the moment we’d talked about, but now that it was here, I felt suddenly shy, anxious. How would he react?

“You can tell him,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

Christian smiled, turning back to Joseph. His words were simple, “You’re going to be a great-grandfather.”