The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart aand Who Broke Fate for Me 30 Summary
In Chapter 30 of “The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart and Who Broke Fate for Me,” Elle finds herself in a state of confusion and anxiety as she navigates through a bustling district. A sudden collision with another vehicle jolts her, causing her to panic about the sensitive documents she is transporting for Brad, the Alpha. As she steps out to assess the damage, she encounters a man named Raymond Carter, who mistakenly believes she is someone named Dakota. His intense reaction leaves Elle feeling unsettled and questioning her identity.
Raymond’s insistence on her resemblance to Dakota raises alarms for Elle, prompting her to distance herself from him. He hands her his business card, which only adds to her unease as she senses something is off about him. Despite his calm demeanor, his question about a twin sister adds an ominous layer to the encounter, leaving Elle shaken and eager to escape. She instructs her driver to leave immediately, feeling the weight of his gaze on her as they pull away.
Upon arriving at the Rayne Group headquarters, Elle feels the scrutiny of the meeting room’s occupants, especially Brad, who seems to sense her distress. She tries to maintain her composure as she hands him the documents, but the earlier encounter with Raymond lingers in her mind. Brad’s warm suggestion for her to take the rest of the day off and go shopping surprises her, providing a brief relief from her anxiety. However, she quickly realizes that her role in this moment is merely that of a messenger, as Alex, Brad’s usual assistant, is absent.
As Elle exits the meeting room, she reflects on the bizarre encounter with Raymond and the mystery of Dakota. The chapter closes with her contemplating her next steps, feeling a mix of uncertainty and newfound freedom. The unresolved questions about her identity and the implications of her resemblance to Dakota weigh heavily on her, setting the stage for further exploration of these themes in the story.
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**TITLE: The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart and Who Broke Fate for Me**
**Chapter 30**
**Elle’s POV**
“Life has a way of turning on a dime,” I murmured softly to my reflection in the glass, my gaze locked with my own uncertain eyes. They seemed to question my very existence, and I felt a pang of confusion, as if I were staring at a stranger.
As we navigated through the bustling mixed district, a sudden jolt from behind sent a shockwave through the vehicle. The impact was unexpected, causing me to instinctively clutch the folder I was carrying tighter against my chest, as if it were a lifeline.
“What was that?” I exclaimed, my heart racing like a runaway train. Panic surged within me—were we under attack? Had someone discovered that I was transporting the Alpha’s heir?
The driver’s brow furrowed as he glanced into the rearview mirror. “Someone rear-ended us, Mrs. Rayne. It doesn’t appear to be anything serious.”
With a deep breath, I opened the car door and stepped out.
The luxury SUV bore the marks of the collision—a significant scrape marred its rear bumper, the Rayne family insignia partially erased. I winced at the sight, imagining Brad’s reaction. This incident would surely set us back, and he needed those documents for a crucial meeting. Would he lay the blame at my feet? Most likely.
“I am so sorry about that,” a deep voice called from behind me, breaking through my thoughts.
Turning around, I found myself face-to-face with a tall, muscular man who was stepping out of the car that had collided with us.
His eyes widened in shock the moment they met mine, and he froze, the color draining from his face as if he had seen a ghost.
“Dakota?” he whispered, his voice suddenly thick with emotion. “Dakota, is it really you?”
A wave of confusion crashed over me, leaving me reeling. Who on earth was Dakota?
“Excuse me?” I replied, my voice sharper than I intended, the anxiety making my heart thud loudly against my ribs.
He took a hesitant step closer, his gaze fixed on my face, studying me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. “Dakota,” he repeated, reaching out for my hand before I could retreat. “It’s really you.”
I yanked my hand back, alarm bells blaring in my mind. Was this some sort of con? A trap? Or was he genuinely mistaking me for someone else? “I don’t know what you’re talking about. My name is Elle West… Rayne,” I corrected myself, gesturing to the family insignia on the car, hoping the Rayne name would deter him. “Who are you?”
His expression was one of disbelief, as if he were grappling with something incomprehensible. He seemed to struggle to regain his composure, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. “I—I apologize. The resemblance is… extraordinary.” He fished a business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to me.
“Raymond Carter. I’ll cover all damages, of course, including any additional fees.”
I took the card reluctantly, noting its minimalistic design and the absence of a company name—just his name and the title “Private Consultant.” What kind of vague profession was that? My instincts told me that people who were ambiguous about their jobs often had something to hide.
“I’ll have the Rayne family legal department contact you,” I replied stiffly, taking a step back toward our vehicle. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to distance myself from this man.
Raymond Carter stepped closer, lowering his voice to a whisper that sent chills racing down my spine. “Do you have a twin sister?”
The intensity of his gaze twisted my stomach into knots. There was a desperation in his question that made me question whether this was truly an accident or something far more sinister. Had he intentionally rammed our car? The thought sent a surge of adrenaline through me, urging me to retreat to the safety of the bulletproof SUV.
“I need to go,” I stated firmly, fighting to keep my voice steady.
“Of course. Please convey my sincere apologies to Alpha Rayne.” He pressed a second card into my palm with an urgency that was unsettling.
I nodded curtly and slipped back into the car, instructing the driver to leave immediately. As we pulled away, I glanced back, catching sight of Raymond Carter still standing in the street, his expression unreadable. A chill ran through me at the thought of his gaze following us.
“That was extremely bizarre,” I muttered under my breath, turning the business card over in my fingers. My hands trembled slightly. “Who the hell is Dakota Blair? And why does he think I’m her?”
Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at the Rayne Group headquarters, my mind still racing with unanswered questions about that strange encounter. The security guards recognized our vehicle immediately and waved us through to the executive entrance. I was escorted directly to the conference room where Brad was engaged in a meeting.
As I entered, all eyes turned toward me, and I felt my cheeks flush under their scrutiny. I suddenly became acutely aware of how disheveled I must appear after the incident. Brad’s amber gaze locked onto mine, his nostrils flaring slightly as he seemed to scent the air. Something in his expression shifted—was it concern? Anger? It was so subtle that I almost convinced myself I had imagined it.
*The documents, Alpha,* I said formally, extending the folder toward him, desperately trying to ignore the frantic pounding of my heart. Would he detect the stranger’s presence on me? Would he be furious?
Brad rose and took the folder from me, his fingers brushing against mine in a way that sent a jolt through my body—one I fought to dismiss.
“You’re late,” he observed quietly, though there was no real anger in his tone.
Should I mention Raymond Carter now? Here, in front of everyone?
“You’ve done well. Take the rest of the day off,” he said, his voice carrying a warmth I rarely heard. He glanced down at the documents before looking back at me. “Why don’t you go downtown and do some shopping?”
I blinked in surprise, caught off guard by both the suggestion and how easily he was dismissing me. My eyes quickly scanned the room, and that’s when it hit me—Alex wasn’t by Brad’s side as usual. No wonder he had me deliver the documents instead of sending his ever-present shadow.
Mystery solved. I had been drafted as the delivery girl because the regular errand boy was unavailable.
“Sure, I could do that,” I replied with a nod, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I prepared to escape the heavy atmosphere of the meeting room, with all those werewolf eyes boring into me.
As the meeting resumed, I made my way to the door, but not before catching Brad’s gaze once more. He was watching me intently, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was aware of my internal turmoil.
Once in the hallway of the executive floor, I pulled out Raymond Carter’s business card again, staring at the simple text while my thoughts spiraled. Who was this Dakota, and why did Raymond believe I was her?
Then, I decided to let the question simmer for now.
What am I going to do next? Shopping?
“I don’t even know what I’d buy,” I muttered to myself, tucking the card back into my pocket. What was I supposed to do with this unexpected freedom?
Conclusion
In the wake of the bizarre encounter with Raymond Carter, a whirlwind of emotions surged within me, leaving me both unsettled and curious. The revelation that I bore a striking resemblance to someone named Dakota Blair ignited a fire of questions that danced in my mind, intertwining with the palpable tension that had settled between Brad and me. As I navigated the sterile halls of the Rayne Group headquarters, the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily on my shoulders. Yet, in the midst of this chaos, Brad’s unexpected kindness offered a flicker of warmth, reminding me that even in the most tumultuous moments, there exists a glimmer of hope and connection. The duality of my situation—caught between the alluring world of wealth and the haunting mystery of my identity—left me at a crossroads, where every decision felt monumental.
As I stepped into the bustling streets, the cacophony of life outside echoed the tumult in my heart. Shopping felt trivial, yet it was a welcome distraction from the swirling thoughts of Dakota and Raymond. I realized that I was no longer just Elle West—now I was entwined in a narrative that stretched beyond my understanding, with threads of fate pulling me in unexpected directions. The encounter had shaken me, but it also sparked a determination to uncover the truth behind my doppelgänger. With each passing moment, I felt the stirrings of resilience within me; I would not be defined by the past or by the shadows of others. Instead, I would forge my own path, one that embraced both the uncertainties of the future and the undeniable bond I shared with Brad. As I moved forward, I resolved to confront the mysteries ahead, ready to reclaim my identity and perhaps, in the process, discover what it truly meant to claim my heart.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the upcoming chapter, readers can expect a whirlwind of revelations and unexpected encounters as Elle grapples with the unsettling mystery surrounding Raymond Carter and the enigmatic Dakota Blair. With questions swirling in her mind, Elle’s shopping trip may turn into something much more than a casual outing. As she navigates through the bustling city streets, the tension will build, leading her to cross paths with individuals who hold pieces of the puzzle she desperately needs to solve. Will she uncover the truth about her doppelgänger, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her?
Moreover, the dynamic between Elle and Brad is set to intensify. With the lingering tension from their earlier encounter and the subtle undercurrents of concern in Brad’s demeanor, readers will be on the edge of their seats wondering how their relationship will evolve amidst the chaos. As Elle’s heart races with both fear and excitement, she may find herself drawn deeper into a world where secrets abound, and trust is a luxury she can no longer afford. Will she confide in Brad about her encounter with Raymond, or will she choose to navigate this treacherous path alone? The stakes are higher than ever, and the next chapter promises to deliver twists that could change everything for Elle.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
