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CHAPTER 129
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2026-09-26 06:18:26
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The crowd around us splits down the middle as Roberto pushes through. His face has lost its color. He looks annoyed and disappointed. He stops short, eyes jumping from his mother’s rigid posture to his sister’s smirk, and then down to me, still sitting on the floor with a bruised knee.“What is wrong with you two?” His voice cracks. “What the hell are you doing?”He steps between his mother and me. “This is harassment. Actual, criminal bullying. Leave the building right now, or I’m calling security to drag you out myself. Why’s everyone even standing and watching without actually doing something about this workplace bullying?”“If I catch you recording, I’ll get you arrested right away. Try me” I’ve never seen Roberto this angry beforemy colleagues starts murmuring heavily as they exchange looks and some put their phones down. Margaret only smooths the front of her coat and looks at her son like something stuck to her heel.“You’re defending this lowlife?” she says. “Don’t embarrass
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The smell of toasted sourdough and fresh coffee fills the dining area, but I’ve barely touched my plate. Victoria’s little show this morning has taken my appetite. Damien sits across from me, reading emails on his tablet and rubbing his temple every few seconds.My phone buzzes against the table. Dad’s name lights up the screen.I answer before the second ring. “Hey, Dad. Everything okay?”“Better than okay, Gummy Bear.” He sounds lighter than he has in over a week. “Barrister Becker just called from the courthouse. The judge signed the initial release order.”My fork stops halfway to my mouth. “Wait. Really? Which properties?”“The commercial plot on 5th, the joint accounts they froze during the indictment, and the penthouse.” He lets out a breathless laugh. “We’re getting the penthouse back, Aria. They hand over the keys by Friday.”Relief hits my chest so fast my eyes sting. I’m smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.“Dad, that’s amazing! Oh my God.” Damien has stopped typing and is watch
Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle CHAPTER 139
The noise downstairs jerks me out of my beauty sleep.Something metallic is banging against the ground floor, and someone is shouting over it. I blink against the low morning light and stretch. Beside me, Damien is already sitting up, a frown cutting between his brows as he listens.He grabs his phone from the nightstand, dials Noah, and puts it on speaker.“Boss,” Noah answers on the first ring. “I was just about to call you.”“What the hell is going on down there?” Damien’s voice is rough with sleep, but there’s no warmth in it.“It’s a lady, sir. She’s making a scene in the lobby and won’t leave. She says she’s not going anywhere until she sees you, and she won’t listen to security.”Damien swings his legs off the bed and pulls on a pair of dark joggers and a black singlet. “I’m coming down.”He ends the call and glances at me. “Stay here, babe.”“I’m coming with you.” I’m already out of bed.He gives a short nod. He’s too busy listening to the noise to argue. I throw a robe over m
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The hospital corridor smells of disinfectant and stale coffee. By the time I reach Ethan’s room, my anger has settled into something colder and more useful.I push the door open without knocking.Ethan is half-sitting against the pillows, one eye still swollen, lip stitched, looking far too pleased with himself for a man who can barely turn his head.“Well,” he drawls the second he sees me. “Didn’t expect you back after the last speech you gave me. Missed me already?”I close the door behind me and stay standing.“Drop the charges against Damien.”He laughs, then winces. “He broke my ribs. Split my face open. He deserved every second of those cuffs.”“He reacted to what you did,” I say evenly. “And you know it.”“I don’t care.” Ethan’s smile turns mean. “Dad already called. Begged me to withdraw. I’m not doing it. I want to watch Damien get dragged through the system for once.”I step closer to the bed.“You still have an open trail from what you did to my father,” I remind him. “Fram
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Before Damien can say the name, a knock cuts through the room.Instantly, he eases me off his lap and sets me down on the couch. He stands, smooths his shirt, and walks over to his desk before answering.“Sir… um, some detectives are here to see you. Can I let them in?” Ivy’s voice comes from the other side of the door.“Sure.”My heart skips. Could they be here because of the officer’s death? Could they have found something new?Damien turns his back to the door and looks out through the glass as it slowly opens, revealing two men in plain clothes.The detectives step inside. One of them looks at me a second too long, long enough that I start to rise from the couch, ready to leave. A quick glance from Damien stops me. I sit back down.“Can I help you, gentlemen?” Damien asks coolly now facing the men who just entered. “You can’t just walk in here without an appointment.”The first detective stays near the door. The second continues forward until he is standing in front of Damien’s de
Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle CHAPTER 136
I nod, barely able to breathe.“Yes.”For a moment Damien doesn’t react at all. Then the color slips from his face. His shoulders go rigid, and the usual control in his expression fractures into pure, unfiltered shock. He stares at me like the ground has shifted under him, lips parting once with no sound coming out. When he finally speaks, his voice is rough, almost unsteady.“Wait. Wait, Aria. I’m not getting you.”He stands up so fast the couch shifts behind him. He starts pacing the length of the office, one hand dragging through his hair, the other curled tightly at his side. The restless movement makes it harder for me to keep my own breathing steady.“What do you mean your brother shares Hartwell blood?” He stops and turns to face me fully. “Why would you even think to test that?”I stay seated, hands clasped in my lap so he won’t see them shaking. The city light through the office windows feels too bright for a conversation like this.“A message popped up on my mom’s phone,” I
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