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90 Days With The Cold Billionaire

Chapter 92 - NINETY-TWO: I Want To Be Open

Author: Chrystabliss
updatedAt: 2025-11-11

CHAPTER 92: CHAPTER NINETY-TWO: I WANT TO BE OPEN

Lauretta’s POV

I looked at him with a disgusted gaze, he was the reason for all the misery that I have been through and after all these years he still can’t see his faults.

"Why wouldn’t I dare? Are you scared of everyone knowing who you really are? How evil you are and how many lives you have ended prematurely because of your selfishness and greed?" I asked him angrily, not even trying to hide my disgust.

"What do you mean by my greed? Everything I did was for this family,I always put the interest and prestige of this family before anything else. Don’t act like you don’t enjoy the privileges that come with being a member of the Black family!" he said with a righteous tone and I frowned.

"Before anything else? Even your own daughter was not as important as this so-called prestige?" I asked him angrily.

He looked at me without saying anything, but his eyes already told me the answer.

"If you are so proud of this prestige and everything, why don’t you reveal your true self to everyone, instead of making me the scapegoat!" I yelled as I felt a painful tightening in my chest.

What did I do wrong in my past life to end up as the daughter of this man?

"That’s just a little sacrifice you should be willing to make in return for everything you are enjoying" he said with a righteous tone and I glared at him.

"You forced me to approach Ethan Lancaster because you felt like if I married him, our family would become more wealthy and have a wider connection. I told you that I didn’t want to marry him or be in a relationship with him when I found out that he already had someone he loves.

You made that innocent woman’s life miserable and I became a laughingstock. Everyone thinks that I was the one responsible for everything but no one knows that I am also a victim" I cried bitterly and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

"Didn’t I allow you to leave and have a peaceful life with your lover?" he asked me with a frown.

"You did, after forcing me to marry Raymond just because you wanted a child to inherit the family’s property. You didn’t care about how depressed and sad I was all through the time that I was pregnant with Kendrick. You are the reason why I hate him so much! Because he reminds me of all my pains and trauma" I said while crying bitterly.

Instead of his heart wavering, all I saw in his eyes was impatience and disgust. He looked at me like I was disturbing him.

"You should be grateful to me for everything that you have now, you have an extremely capable son and also married to the man you say you are in love with. What more do you want? He asked me with a frown.

"Why are you acting like you don’t know why I came back? Do you think I would have ever thought of coming back if I had another choice?" I asked him angrily.

"I don’t know why you are hellbent on saving that sickly son of yours. Even if he is saved, he would be nothing but useless" he said with a cold expression without any emotions.

"Don’t talk about my son like that! He isn’t useless and will definitely get well" I yelled angrily at him.

"That’s enough now, leave immediately" he said with a calm tone and turned his back to me.

I stared at his back with so much hatred, how I wish I could just get rid of him... But my mother had loved and made me swear to be a good daughter to him on her deathbed.

"If you continue trying to ruin my life, then I will have no choice but to tell Kendrick about who you really are and I know you have something to do with Raymond’s disappearance" I said before walking out of the study.

I have to go find Kendrick, it’s either he agrees to work with me or we will be enemies.

*****

Kendrick’s POV

I don’t know what has suddenly gotten into Christy, she just seems to enjoy quarreling with me.

She just got out of the car and walked off without looking back. I didn’t know what to feel at that moment.

Was I being too unreasonable with her?.

"Evans, do you think I am keeping her locked up?" I asked.

"Well boss..." he said hesitantly and paused.

"Just speak," I said calmly.

"Miss Christy is a free bird and she..."

"What do you mean by she is a free bird?" I interrupted him with a frown.

"I meant, she is someone that likes to move freely, a social and outgoing person. So, being locked up everyday..."

"I never locked her up, I just wanted her to stay at home for her own safety" I corrected and he nodded.

"That’s right Boss, in your point of view, you are doing it for her own good while on her own, she is feeling restricted and controlled" he explained calmly.

Her sudden outburst still doesn’t make sense and the sudden talk about marriage.

Was it something that Curtis said to her?

"Let’s go to the office" I instructed before closing my eyes to rest a little.

I had just closed my eyes when my phone suddenly started ringing.

I picked it up without checking who was calling.

"Boss" as soon as I heard the person’s voice, I immediately sat up as he never calls unless he had something important to report.

"Report" I said calmly.

"The Callie girl just confronted madam at the park. She didn’t get physical but they exchanged some words which I couldn’t hear as I wasn’t close enough" he reported with a serious tone.

Callie?

Seems like I have to remind some people where they belong and who they shouldn’t mess with.

The drive to the office was fast and I quickly went into the executive elevator and went straight to the floor where Curtis’ office was.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I walked straight to Curtis office and barged in without knocking.

"The almighty CEO of Black corporation has graced me with his presence. To what do I owe this honor?" Curtis asked me with a smirk.

I pulled him closer by the collar but he still maintained his smirk.

"What did you say to Christy?" I asked him while trying to hold back my anger.

" Brother, what are you talking about?" he asked with a sarcastic tone that made me unable to stop myself from giving him a punch.

The punch threw him a few steps back and blood dripped from the corner of his lips.

"Did she tell you that she deserves better? And you aren’t worthy?" he asked me with a smirk.

I had to hold back myself from giving him another punch to wipe the stupid smirk from his lips.

"I have warned you severally to stay away from her, I wouldn’t be this nice the next time I pay you a visit" I warned him with a glare.

"Why are you so riled up? Did she tell you that she wants to leave because you haven’t officially married her?" he asked with a mocking smile that made me frown.

So he really was the one that put the whole marriage shit in her head!

"You better stay away from her if you want to remain in this company" I threatened but he just laughed.

"I guess you don’t have everything under control like you want everyone to believe," he said with a mocking expression.

"Whoever Christy wants to marry is her choice. Are you scared she would leave you?" he asked with an arched brow.

"She is mine and no one can take her away from me!" I said with a serious tone.

"That’s what you think, but this is a fair competition, may the best man win!" he said with an equally serious tone.

"Boss, your mother is here," Evans informed me from outside the door.

I gave Curtis one last look before walking out of his office.

I took the elevator to my office and as soon as I stepped into my office, I saw my mother sitting on the chair and elegantly sipping tea.

"Do you need something?" I asked her as I slowly sat down opposite her.

"I have something important to tell you" She said with a serious expression.

"I am listening," I said plainly.

"I want to be open and transparent with you about my life. I know I haven’t been a good mother and abandoned you but I want you to know that I am not the enemy you all think I am.

Yes, I faked my own death years ago just to get away from here and be with my lover. I have another son, he is twenty five years old and he ...."

"I know" I interrupted her when I noticed that she was about to start crying.

"So what do you want me to do for you exactly?" I asked her with a serious tone and she seemed stunned by the question.

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