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The Warning

ผู้เขียน: Ms. Chiamaka
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-11-26 02:46:09

Clint

The thing about being nonchalant just because your enemies were quiet is that they make people soft. They make you believe they might be settling, and probably even looking in the other direction. But I’ve been doing this job long enough to know that silence is usually before chaos.

So when three days passed without an incident, I didn’t relax, I watched, listened, and when I reviewed the explosion site again, the one near Savannah’s company building, I realized something was off. It was opened so fast and precisely targeted, like someone left a message they assumed nobody would decode.

By the fourth day, I couldn’t ignore the feeling anymore. I drove to the board headquarters and waited for Savannah in the hallway outside the elevator. She stepped out, dressed in a sharp blazer, looking composed in that rigid, controlled way she’d been carrying herself lately. She noticed me immediately and raised a brow.

“You look like you’re about to tell me bad news,” she said.

“Not bad,” I
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  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   The Warning

    ClintThe thing about being nonchalant just because your enemies were quiet is that they make people soft. They make you believe they might be settling, and probably even looking in the other direction. But I’ve been doing this job long enough to know that silence is usually before chaos.So when three days passed without an incident, I didn’t relax, I watched, listened, and when I reviewed the explosion site again, the one near Savannah’s company building, I realized something was off. It was opened so fast and precisely targeted, like someone left a message they assumed nobody would decode.By the fourth day, I couldn’t ignore the feeling anymore. I drove to the board headquarters and waited for Savannah in the hallway outside the elevator. She stepped out, dressed in a sharp blazer, looking composed in that rigid, controlled way she’d been carrying herself lately. She noticed me immediately and raised a brow.“You look like you’re about to tell me bad news,” she said.“Not bad,” I

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Quiet Victories

    SavannahI didn’t realize how much tension I had been carrying in my shoulders until I walked out of the boardroom earlier today. Being reinstated should have felt like a victory, or at least like some dramatic, triumphant moment. But instead, the victory felt quieter, almost like it didn’t exist. A small step forward rather than a loud celebration.Still, it was progress. And lately, that has been a language I’ve learned to appreciate.By afternoon, the sun had settled behind some thin clouds, casting a soft glow across my father’s office when I stepped in. He was sitting behind his desk, reviewing some documents, but the moment he looked up and saw me, his expression shifted into something gentler. Not overly warm, but steady, and grounded. The kind of look that made you stand up a little straighter without trying.“Savannah,” he said, gesturing for me to sit. “Come in.”I lowered myself into the seat across from him, bracing for questions, concerns, afraid he had heard about my rec

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Colleen’s Move 

    ColleenI never thought I’d see myself sitting back at my father’s dining table, sipping his expensive wine and throwing my feet on the table like I belonged there. But here I was. Early in the morning, I watched the sunlight slip through the tall windows like a golden temple. They thought inviting me back in meant they were in control again. But if only they knew just how far away from that they were.William sat at the head of the table, calm as ever, reading through some reports. He didn’t look up when I entered. It was always this silent performance with him whenever we were in the same room together, almost like a show of power. Uriel was already there. She watched me openly with no attempt at being subtle. She always does that thing where she tries to look composed, but every time, I can always see the tension in her jaw. It was amusing, come to think of it, that none of them knew if this was my trap or theirs.I liked it that way. A moment passed, and I took the seat across fro

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   The Cracks Show

    JulianI’d been keeping my distance from Savannah for days now. Not in some moody, cinematic way. Just… enough space so I wouldn’t say something I’d regret or keep pretending that I was okay with any of this, with who she was turning into. I just wanted enough space so I could watch her without her noticing how much she was changing. Or maybe she did notice and just didn’t care, and that bothered me more than anything else.It wasn’t that I didn’t support her. I did. More than I probably should. But the version of her I saw walking around lately wasn’t the girl I met when all this began. She was sharper now, colder around the edges, and moving like someone who didn’t have time to feel anything unless it served a purpose. And the irony? She didn’t even realize it.So yeah, I stayed away. Not because I was mad, but because I didn’t want to be dragged into the mess she was becoming. But Savannah is the type of person who refuses to let anything sit unresolved. So of course, the moment li

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Back in Office

    SavannahWalking back into the building the next morning felt strangely quiet, too quiet, I must say. It was the type of silence that settles only after a storm has blown through. I knew exactly what kind of storm that was. Clint never explained the details of what he planned to do with the board, but the look in his eyes when I told him told me enough. And today, I was walking into the aftermath of whatever he’d done.I adjusted my blazer, smoothed my hair, and kept my expression neutral as I pushed open the door to the boardroom. As soon as I walked in, they all turned toward me at once. Eight pairs of eyes flickered in something between discomfort and forced politeness. They had gathered before I arrived. That meant Clint had made himself very clear.“Savannah,” Mallory spoke first, her voice tight but practiced. She rose halfway from her chair. “Good morning.”I offered a soft, polite smile. “Good morning.”My heels clicked against the polished floor as I walked to my usual seat.

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Under Their Skin

    ClintI’ve handled cartel leaders, corrupt senators, and billion-dollar fraud rings, but there’s something special about watching a group of self-satisfied board members unravel. They always believe they’re untouchable until someone smarter and far more patient than them decides to tug the right strings. Tonight, that someone was me.The office was dark except for the glow of my monitors. I must say I quite enjoyed the silence. I needed it to do what I needed to, and so I leaned back in my chair, arms folded, as I watched the feed from the hidden cameras I had slipped into the boardroom earlier. Savannah had played her part perfectly earlier in the evening, her calm, her fear, her readiness to survive; all of it pushed them exactly where I needed them to be. They underestimated her. That was their first mistake. Underestimating me? That would be their last.One by one, the anonymous messages were delivered. From screenshots to financial trails and even recordings of their illegal dea

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