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CHAPTER 88:  (A DIRE MISTAKE)

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I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Ivan's copy of the contract was what had led us to this point.

My fingers brushed over the scattered contents of the drawer, rifling through it. Just maybe it was still there somewhere.

And then I froze.

The metallic golden case. An exact replica of the one in my room. What in hell was it doing in Ivan's room?

“What is this?” I whispered, turning round to face him as I lifted the object up.

He looked at me quizzically before responding. “Oh, that! It was gifted to me. Two of them, but someone… a woman was foolish or maybe smart enough to run away with one.”

His words made my heartbeat drum in my ears.

“Ivan—” my voice cracked, “Why is this here, Ivan?” I was trembling now.

“Because I just told you it's mine. Where else would my property be?” The quizzical look was back on his face now.

“Oh my goodness!” My mind was running wild. I must be in some kind of dream right now.

“Are you okay?” Ivan asked. “You look like you just escaped from a nig
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    IVANThe door shut in my face with a soft click. For a moment, I lingered in the hallway, staring at the marble floor as if it might give me answers. Danica’s voice had been steady when she thanked me, but her eyes told another story— haunted, searching, as though she carried a secret heavy burden on her.I exhaled slowly, forcing the tension in my shoulders down. There was no use standing here, trying to read ghosts in silence. I turned and made my way back toward my own wing, the echo of my footsteps against the marble floor a steady drumbeat to my restless thoughts.Back in my room, I shrugged off my shirt and draped it carelessly over a chair. The night had been long. Too long. But exhaustion never won against suspicion. The missing contract gnawed at me like a rat in the dark, chewing through the edges of my patience. Someone had dared to take it, and I needed to know who.I sat at my desk, unlocked my phone, and typed out a quick message to Pete:Tomorrow. My office. Urgent.My

  • BOUND TO THE CRIPPLED CEO    CHAPTER 88:  (A DIRE MISTAKE)

    I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Ivan's copy of the contract was what had led us to this point.My fingers brushed over the scattered contents of the drawer, rifling through it. Just maybe it was still there somewhere.And then I froze.The metallic golden case. An exact replica of the one in my room. What in hell was it doing in Ivan's room?“What is this?” I whispered, turning round to face him as I lifted the object up.He looked at me quizzically before responding. “Oh, that! It was gifted to me. Two of them, but someone… a woman was foolish or maybe smart enough to run away with one.”His words made my heartbeat drum in my ears.“Ivan—” my voice cracked, “Why is this here, Ivan?” I was trembling now.“Because I just told you it's mine. Where else would my property be?” The quizzical look was back on his face now.“Oh my goodness!” My mind was running wild. I must be in some kind of dream right now.“Are you okay?” Ivan asked. “You look like you just escaped from a nig

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    IVANThe words hung between us like a blade.For a moment, silence pressed heavy. The air felt charged, heavier than it had in the conference hall under the reporters’ flashbulbs.I studied her face carefully. She wasn’t asking out of curiosity. She wanted answers. Proof. And for the first time in a long while, I couldn’t predict what she would do once she had them.“You want to see it tonight?” I asked slowly, my tone even, though my mind ran a hundred miles ahead.Her gaze didn’t falter. “Yes. Tonight.”I drew in a breath, fighting the instinct to deny her. But she’d been dragged into enough problems because of me. Refusing would only fuel suspicion, maybe even resentment I couldn’t afford right now.“Very well,” I said finally, my voice low. “Come with me.”Her brows lifted just slightly, as though she hadn’t expected me to agree so quickly. But she followed, silent, as I turned toward the far end of the hall— the path to my study.The study swallowed us in silence the moment I ope

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