Chapter 34: How She Manipulated Me

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• Beneath the Broken Vows   Chapter 92: Marked

  As Annie leaned in to whisper, a subtle edge crept into her tone. "Do not be misled by Andrew's attractive appearance," she remarked, her hazel eyes glinting with contained fury. "That man is cruel, Rose." "I truly mean it." Rose blinked, her eyes wandering around the room to the man in question. Andrew was positioned against the distant wall of the conference room, surrounded by large glass windows that allowed the warm afternoon light to stream in. He was chuckling at something a board member remarked. Nothing about him indicated any threat. In truth, he appeared to be a completely charming, gentle, and respectable young man. Rose started, her voice soft and tentative, "He doesn't look like you..."Annie arched an eyebrow sharply, interrupting Rose. "That's precisely the point." He looks like a saint to everyone. However, I've noticed the chill in his gaze. "There is nothing new, only malice and a complete lack of compassion." Her words landed like frost on Rose's skin, piercing

• Beneath the Broken Vows   Chapter 91: Shock Resignation

  "You didn't consider informing me that you would be leaving the company in no time?" Victor's voice was deep, nearly a rumble. The noise sliced through the office's quiet like a whip, causing Cecilia's fingers to halt above the paper she was examining. The tip of her pen made an accidental mark on the printed document, but she didn't care to glance at it. Gradually, she lifted her eyes,"I don't recall scheduling an appointment with you," she stated calmly. "Much Less than, granting you access to my office." Victor grinned slyly. He took several confident steps ahead, his tall figure creating a wide outline against the office door behind him. "Is that the reason you have?" he inquired, his voice elevating just a bit. "So that's your reason for submitting your resignation letter at this critical time?" Cecilia maintained her position. However, she concealed it. She rose gradually, the chair legs gliding over the smooth wooden floor. She adjusted her blazer and looked into his eye

• Beneath the Broken Vows   Chapter 90: The Visitor Behind the Scent

  "And now," he said, voice cool but firm, "Allow me to introduce Amelia Redington."There was a beat of silence in the boardroom. The air itself seemed to pause in expectation."She is our new Business Executive Manager."Every eye turned toward her.Amelia stood slowly. Caleb and Ezra, seated on her right, didn't move, but their eyes flicked to her with subtle interest. Two powerful sales executives in the company with enough moves to command attention, but not enough to challenge the one seated at the head.Lancelot's gaze never left her face.She was poised and innocent. Clad in a fitted navy-blue suit, her sharp collar and crisp lines gave her an air of unshakable confidence. But beneath that armor, her heart was beating steadily with calculated resolve."Welcome to Lanford Group," Lancelot said plainly, his tone steady yet holding an implicit authority. The meeting continued voices once again filling the room. Amelia sat again, her fingers tightening slightly around the notepad i

• Beneath the Broken Vows   Chapter 89: Obsessed with the Past

  Andrew was standing close to the window of his bedroom. His eyes sighted Vivian's black SUV that was parked right outside the driveway, and he noticed his wife, Vivian, seated in the vehicle. She had not yet gone outside. Lowering his eyes to see if she could see her clearly, he shifted from the window and called his servant with an urgent voice, "Daniella." Daniella came out immediately while lowering his head at the sight of Andrew. "Yes, Alpha?" "Go see how Vivian is doing." She has been in the car for an extended period. "Something feels off." Without hesitation, Daniella hurried down the marble steps, she noticed Vivian was staring at space from her windscreen, her hands clutching the steering wheel as if she had something that was hidden under it. Daniella tapped softly on the window. Vivian recoiled in surprise and then gradually lowered it. "Luna, are you okay?" Daniella inquired, worried visible on her expression. Vivian quickly blinked, then managed a gentle smile. "I

• Beneath the Broken Vows   Chapter 88: Moonlit Confessions

  Vivian's breath caught as the words lingered in the space between them, heavy with unspoken significance. Her body deceived her, responding to the energy in the room, despite her dislike for the fact that Lancelot was correct. She looked away, trying to get her breath and distance. The stifling air in the room seemed overly confined and she found it unbearable. She had to escape this tug, to calm her heart from pounding so fast like this. Without hesitation, she approached the window, the cool glass touching her fingers providing a fleeting moment of tranquility. At last, unable to stay silent any further, she turned to look at him, her words cutting yet she seemed to be soft. "So Lancelot, what was your reason for wanting to see me?" Her voice, just above a whisper, appeared to break the silence of the room. Lancelot took some time before responding. He walked instead, taking himself to the sofa. He lowered himself with a calm elegance, while his two big hands were placed on his

• Beneath the Broken Vows   Sparkle

  It was Annie. Cecilia touched the screen and held the phone to her ear. "Hello, Annie." “Could you pick up some ice cream for me on your way back?” Annie's gentle voice came through. “Of course, I will,” Cecilia replied with a slight smile. As she ended the call, the refreshing evening breeze stirred once more, grazing her skin like a whisper of fur. She faced Ethan again, his golden eyes mirroring the fading sunlight with that recognizable sparkle that always caused her heart to race. "You realize you have a debt to Annie," she remarked, raising an eyebrow. "For not entering the house when you came to get me." Ethan’s mouth formed into a youthful smile. "I'll compensate her for it." “Another time.” She sighed dramatically but smiled. Ethan inched a bit nearer.“It’s getting late,” he breathed, authority laced through every restrained voice. “Let me take you home.”Cecilia nodded, although she paused momentarily, her hand gliding over the bench as she picked her jacket lying upt