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My Contract Marriage with the CEO Chapter 68: The Delayed Message
The cold no longer felt like cold.Now it felt like a creeping numbness, slow and steady, spreading from the tips of her toes up to her calves, her knees, her hips.Eleanor moved from one piling to another beneath the pier, her hands gripping the slick, moss-covered wood.Beneath the planks, the space between the dark and narrow pilings offered nothing, but that was where she found it: a crossbeam connecting two pilings, wide enough and high enough above the water's surface. With what little strength she had left, she pulled her body up, gasping, and rested her back against a piling.Water dripped from her hair and clothes. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably.The phone.She reached into the pocket of her cardigan with stiff fingers. The screen was black. She pressed it, pressed it again. No light. Water had already leaked inside.Eleanor closed her eyes for a moment. She wasn't crying. Her body was too cold for tears. There were only small, clear, strange thoughts, surfacing one by on
My Contract Marriage with the CEO Chapter 67: At the Edge of the Pier
The wooden planks of the pier creaked beneath their steps. Every few meters, gaps between the boards revealed the dark water below, moving slowly, making almost no sound.Greta stopped at the far end of the pier, beneath a single flickering light. She stared for a long time at the mirror-like black lake, turning her back to Eleanor."You know, I've imagined this night countless times," Greta finally spoke. The sweet tone she had used earlier in front of Grace had vanished, leaving behind a voice that was flat and cold.Eleanor stopped two paces behind her. Her hand brushed against the shaky wooden railing. "You said you wanted to talk.""I do." Greta slowly turned around. There was no longer any smile on her face. "I just wanted to see your face one last time before I ask you one thing. How much did Archie pay you?"Eleanor blinked. "What?""Don't play dumb." Greta stepped closer. "I've known Archibald Richter since we were teenagers. He never glances at anyone. Not me, not any woman.
My Contract Marriage with the CEO Chapter 66: The Accepted Invitation
"Ma'am." Eleanor's voice finally broke the silence in the living room. "Archie once asked me to avoid Greta."Grace was not surprised. She placed her teacup down and looked at her daughter-in-law with a calm gaze. "Did he say why?""No. But he never asks for anything without a reason," Eleanor replied hesitantly, afraid of offending Grace.Grace nodded slowly, lingeringly. "I sense it too." She drew a breath. "But I am too old to turn away a hand that is extended without seeing what lies beneath it. If she is sincere, I do not want to be the one who closes the door. If not..." She offered a faint smile. "I would rather see it with my own eyes.""Then I am going with you.""Eleanor—""You must not go there alone," Eleanor said quietly, though leaving no room for argument. "In Greta's eyes, I am the one at fault. If anyone needs to be guarded against, I am the one who should be there."Grace looked at her, then gave a short, warm laugh as she patted the back of Eleanor's hand. "This chi
My Contract Marriage with the CEO Chapter 65: An Old Guest at the Richter House
The first light of dawn was just touching the edge of the curtains when Eleanor opened her eyes.The first thing she noticed was that the side of the bed next to her was already empty. The second was a small black suitcase standing near the door.Archie stood in front of the mirror, buttoning his shirt cuffs with movements that were slower than usual. His gray suit jacket was draped over the arm of a chair. Beneath his eyes were dark shadows that could not be hidden—a clear sign that he had barely slept all night."Mr. Archie?" Eleanor's voice was still raspy. "Where are you going so early? And... that suitcase?"Archie turned around. "The grand opening of the first phase of the shopping center in the neighboring city. The investors and bank representatives will be there; I can't delegate it." He paused briefly, as though he hadn't planned his next sentence. "I tried to push it back last night. I couldn't.""For how long?" Eleanor was suddenly curious."Until tomorrow night," Archie r
My Contract Marriage with the CEO Chapter 64: Nightmare
The dial tone rang only twice before Greta's voice came through, calm and far too relaxed for this late hour. "I didn't expect you to call this soon, Paula." Paula sat on the edge of her bed, her back straight, one hand clutching her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "I don't have time for small talk. Archibald Richter called me to his office today. He talked about reputation, evaluation, about how investor representatives must maintain their conduct." Paula scoffed. "He didn't mention Eleanor's name once, but I know damn well that was her doing." On the other end of the line, Greta did not immediately reply. The soft clink of a porcelain cup being placed on a saucer could be heard. "He didn't mention anything that could be used as evidence," Greta repeated softly, sounding more like she was weighing options than asking a question. "Just a subtle warning through business channels." "Yes. And I'm not going to just sit still." "Of course you won't sit stil
My Contract Marriage with the CEO Chapter 63: Paula's Frustration
The iron gates of the Hazelwood estate opened slowly as Paula's car came to a halt in front of them. Garden lights lined the driveway, reflecting off the calm surface of the pond as if this grand estate had never known chaos. Paula stepped out of the car without waiting for her driver to open the door. Her heels clicked sharply against the stone floor, far too fast for a woman who usually walked as if the entire world were waiting for her. "Miss, Mr. Edmund is asking for you in his study," a servant said the moment Paula passed through the main entrance. Paula's steps paused for half a second. Just half a second, but it was enough for the servant to bow deeper. "Now?" Paula's expression turned slightly irritated, her mood already soured. "He has been waiting since evening, Miss," the servant replied, keeping her head bowed. Paula took a breath, smoothed a stray strand of hair from her temple, and lifted her chin. She walked toward the study at the end of the corridor wit
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