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CHAPTER 28
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In Love With My Fiancée's Brother CHAPTER 117
Broken ChainDamian’s POVThis morning, the sky outside my apartment was pale and endless, with no weight. But inside me, I felt a heavy, red weight. I leaned against the window and looked at the way the light from dawn lit up the city.nEliot last words kept echoing in my skull: “He trusted her more than you.” The betrayal cut deeper still. I clenched the contract in my hand and wondered if forgiveness meant something different now.I grabbed my coat and keys. “I’m going to see her,” I declared, my voice breaking. Eliot paused in the kitchen and his eyes showed a hint of worry. Leo and Lila looked at me and then at each other. They didn't argue because they knew what it was like to be angry and sad at the same time. When I stepped out into traffic, the engine felt like it was ready to face anything.As I walked through the gray front of the jail gates that morning, thick clouds blocked out the sky. The air was cold and sharp, like sadness. I tightened my coat around me before the
In Love With My Fiancée's Brother CHAPTER 116
Vera FallsDamian’s POVThe morning light came through the penthouse windows, brighter than usual. It felt like the world was waking up to something that could not be changed. I stood at the bar, coffee warming my hand as I browsed through the news sites. The headlines flashed on the screen: “Government Investigation Launched Into Westbridge Capital after Anonymous Leak.”“Vera Morgan Under Arrest Alongside Key Executives.”My chest tightened, this was the moment when our proof led to a public conviction.A knock sounded at the door. I didn’t have to turn to know it was Eliot. His presence behind me was silent solidarity. He leaned on the doorframe, a sign of relief in his eyes. His face had been tight from worry for weeks, but now something softer started to show. Later that morning, we made our way to SignalRoot’s small office. We were welcomed by Lila, who was dressed in neat professional clothes. Leo sat at the table, his eyes on numerous tabs open on the computer screen. As we
In Love With My Fiancée's Brother CHAPTER 115
The Last ExposureDamian's POVThe soft glow of the city skyline came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, splashing across the table where Eliot sat. Since he read the last letter from his mother, he hadn't moved. His eyes kept going back to the box of letters from his childhood that were now all over the polished surface. I leaned against the window frame and watched him take a few deep breaths to calm down. The silence between us felt heavier than any accusation."Damian..." His voice broke the silence like a mirror. I moved closer again and put a soft hand on his wrist. He was shaking as he held the letter loosely in his hands. “This is much for me to process.”He pointed to the papers on the table, which were contracts and metadata from the scholarship files. In clean black ink, each sheet spilled shame and truth. Eliot clenched his teeth. "This contract," he said slowly. “This is where she got my signature from.”His eyes were filled with tears. Pain,
In Love With My Fiancée's Brother CHAPTER 114
Mother’s ReturnDamian’s POVThe letter trembled in Eliot’s hands that afternoon, its envelope sealed and pristine like a secret too fragile to break. I watched him walk slowly toward me, steps hesitant, his chest tight. The sun was shining through the window in golden bars that made the moment feel holy and scary at the same time. He said in a rough voice, "This... is from her." His eyes were wide with shock.I slowly leaned forward and put my hand on his shoulder. My heart got heavy, but not with happiness. It was heavy with fear. How would he face her? He looked torn between hope and hurt. "Let me see the letter." I offered gently. He took a breath, fingers brushing over the inked name.Eliot didn’t say much while tearing open the letter; he just stared at me, confused. “She… wants to meet,” he said finally. His voice was barely steady. I swallowed and nodded. This was a delicate situation. We stood in silence as he looked over the envelope, anxiety etched in his jaw and arms
In Love With My Fiancée's Brother CHAPTER 113
Standing ProudDamian’s POVIn the early morning, light cracked through the blinds and made long lines on the floor of the living room. My heart felt like it was on fire—like everything we had been through was beating under my ribs, ready to break. There was still fire behind my eyes from the kiss Eliot gave me yesterday: so soft, sudden, and rebellious. At that moment, I didn't feel like a son of legacy. I felt like a man who chose the truth.My phone buzzed on the table. I saw messages from friends, partners, and even strangers cheering us on coming up on the screen.. “You two are incredible,” it said. “Let love win.” I let the phone land on its back. I moved and leaned forward, clenching my shoulders. Eliot grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard. He didn't say a word. But his hand held a promise.Lila then lightly knocked and slid in smiling a moment later. She had two tea mugs in her hand. She said in a soft voice, "You two look like you have a lot on your mind." I let her
In Love With My Fiancée's Brother CHAPTER 112
Chapter 112 – The Last TrialDamian’s POVThe air outside the funeral home felt heavier than usual, as if even the clouds felt the weight of our loss. As the hearse drove off into the crisp morning air, we could hear the trees moving along the street. My hands clutched the edge of Leo’s sleeve, knuckles turning white. Every step toward the church felt like a mile.There was silence inside the church, with soft whispers coming through the stained glass windows. The service began with hymns. The sound of voices rising in solemn unison was like generations saying goodbye. I sat between Leo and Lila, and Eliot sat on the other side. We were all rigid with sadness. When the pastor began speaking, his words felt distant, like they belonged to someone else’s ceremony.As the first speaker walked up to the podium, soft tissues were passed between us. It was a longtime friend of Maxwell's who was talking about his childhood successes and early business successes. Every time I thought about
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