Chapter 91- The Strike

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• Fated to the Cold and Ruthless CEO    Chapter 97- A New Threat Lurks

  Galaxy Empire Tower..Alex sat on his executive chair, his eyes dark with cold fury. His hand tightened around his phone. Rupert’s words echoed in his mind, the weight of them cutting deeper than he cared to admit."Celest has been mine from the very beginning."A dangerous suspicion formed within him, but it wasn’t confirmed yet. He needed proof.Across the room, Jaxon leaned back against the leather couch, his arms crossed, watching Alex with sharp eyes. Earl, who had just entered the office, sat across from him, his expression grim. A quiet tension hung in the air. The scent of stale cigar smoke and aged wood clung to the office, thickening the already charged atmosphere.“We need to plan this carefully,” Jaxon said, breaking the silence. “We can’t put our mother’s safety at risk.”Alex's eyes narrowed slightly. “He wouldn’t do anything to her. He wants something from me.” Then, he turned to Earl and asked, “What have you gathered?”“Daniel is still on it,” Earl replied, his gaze f

• Fated to the Cold and Ruthless CEO    Chapter 96- Alex's Call And The Sudden Attack On Rupert's Base

  His solemnity was disrupted when the phone on his desk vibrated sharply.The sound shattered the quiet moment, and Rupert’s gaze darkened as he glanced at the screen. A single name flashed across it.Alexander.He had been expecting this. Rupert exhaled slowly and picked up the call, bringing the phone to his ear. His voice was calm, devoid of emotion."Mr. Harris."Alex’s voice came through cold and steady. “Where is my mother?”Rupert’s lips curled faintly. “She’s safe.”A short silence followed. The controlled weight behind Alex’s voice sharpened.“Return her.”Rupert leaned back in his leather chair, his gaze flicking toward the garden once more. “I’m afraid that won’t happen.”A quiet breath. Controlled. Steady. He could already imagine the cold smirk on Alex's face."You know very well I don't simply make a request," Alex’s deep voice rang through the line once more.Of course he knew. Rupert was well aware that Alex was ordering him to return Celest."You're not in the position

• Fated to the Cold and Ruthless CEO    Chapter 95: The Tulips He Planted For Her

  Celest remained seated on the bed, her untouched breakfast growing cold on the silver tray. The delicate porcelain teacup sat in her hands, the faint scent of jasmine tea rising with the morning breeze. Her mind remained tangled in the storm of questions left behind by Lucian’s sudden reappearance.A soft knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts.“Come in,” she called out.The door opened, revealing a housekeeper in a crisp black uniform. He was older, gray-haired, with a strong but dignified presence. His sharp eyes softened the moment he saw her.“Good morning, Ms. Allen,” the man greeted her with a polite bow of his head.Celest froze. Her grip on the teacup tightened. Ms. Allen?“You… know me?” she asked cautiously.The housekeeper smiled faintly. “Of course, Madam. I am Francis, the head of the household staff. We have all been waiting for you.”“Waiting for me?” Celest’s brows furrowed. “I don’t understand. Why would you…”“It is not my place to speak out of turn,” Francis

• Fated to the Cold and Ruthless CEO    Chapter 94: The Return Of Lucian

  Celest’s eyes fluttered open, the soft glow of morning light seeping through the tall, arched windows. The faint scent of roses drifted through the cool air as the curtains swayed gently in the breeze.Her head throbbed as she took in her surroundings. She was in a European-style bedroom with high ceilings, gold-trimmed moldings, and a grand crystal chandelier hanging above.The bed under her was draped in white silk sheets, smooth and cool against her skin. Her gaze swept over the antique furnishings— ornate chairs, a big and elegant vanity, and a glass table with a single vase of fresh roses.The elegance was almost too perfect to be real.Where was she?Celest sat up, her breath shallow as her mind struggled to piece together how she got here. The last thing she remembered was… chaos. The explosion, endless gunfire, and Jaxon's bleeding shoulder.

• Fated to the Cold and Ruthless CEO    Chapter 93: The Masked Man

  The forest was alive with chaos after the severe battle from the cabin. Gunfire ripped through the cold night air. Shadows moved swiftly among the trees, nearly invisible beneath the cover of darkness.Alex’s eyes glinted as he cocked his gun. His grip on Garry’s collar tightened until the man’s breath came in strained gasps. Blood oozed out from Garry’s leg, but the sick smile on his face remained in place.“Cover them!”Alex’s voice rang sharply as he pulled Garry by the collar and shoved him toward a nearby tree.Jaxon, clutching his bleeding shoulder, pulled Celest behind him, shielding her from the gunfire. Daniel fired relentlessly toward the incoming assassins—his expression cold and deadly.John knelt next to Eve, checking her if she's already conscious, while his gun fired with deadly precision toward the enemies. Alex had

• Fated to the Cold and Ruthless CEO    Chapter 92- Another Strike

  Alex’s gun remained trained on Garry’s head, his finger resting on the trigger, itching to blow his head off. His expression was ice-cold now, the sharp lines of his jaw tense with murderous intent.Jaxon stood at his side, his gun also aimed at Garry. His gaze was piercing and fierce. Caroline’s eyes were wide, her breathing ragged as she processed Garry’s chilling confession.Suddenly, Alex’s earpiece crackled to life.“Sir!” the commander’s sharp voice echoed in his ear. “We’re surrounded! Armed assassins approaching from all sides!”Alex’s grip tightened on his gun. He didn't expect Garry would still be able to keep his assassins after leaving their organization.Garry leaned casually against the wall, his smile curling at the edges. “Did you really think I’m not prepared for this?”A faint beeping sound echoed through the room. Alex’s eyes narrowed. The sound was unmistakable. Explosives. He had to admit Garry’s tactics were impressive this time.The steel doors at the far end