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Secrets And Reckoning
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2026-04-30 12:17:20
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Owned By my father's Enemy The Price Of Power
Chapter 15Adaline moved quietly, carrying the second tray of breakfast toward the dining table. Initially, she had prepared only one for Ronan but Mrs. Margareta had instructed her to make another for Camilla. She had learned from Mrs Margareta who Camila is to Ronan and she didn't want to offend her as well, she's his mistress today and might be his wife tomorrow. She placed the tray gently on the table, arranging the food neatly, then stepped back and bowed slightly, retreating to the corner as she always did. Her eyes were lowered, every muscle taut with anticipation of a word, a glance, a reprimand. Ronan barely acknowledged her. He stood, pushed his chair back, and left the room without a word. Camilla, however, lingered. She leaned back slightly in her seat, smirking. "Goodbye, baby," she said after Ronan, who didn't respond. Mrs. Margareta appeared beside him, murmuring something about taking a few days off to visit her son and his newborn, and he nodded once before leaving. T
Owned By my father's Enemy Shadows In the morning
The next morning came too quickly. Adaline stood in the kitchen, moving on instinct more than thought. Her hands worked automatically, cutting, stirring, setting things in place but her heart wasn't in it. The usual care she poured into every task felt heavier today, weighed down by the memory of the previous night and the humiliation that still clung to her skin. She was tired of this, of everything. Ronan had humiliated her yesterday and here she was today making him breakfast and pretending like everything was okay. He was truly right, he owed her now and she's nothing more than his puppet.Mrs. Margareta noticed the moment she walked in. Adaline wasn't as cheerful as she had always been. She wanted to ask what happened but she left it. No need stirring up the past, she thought. She said nothing, only watched Adaline for a few seconds longer than usual before speaking gently, "Leave the breakfast for now."Adaline froze, panic flickering across her face."Make broth soup instead,"
Owned By my father's Enemy A Night Of Scars
Chapter 13Adaline rushed into the mansion the moment the car came to a halt. She didn't wait for the driver. She didn't look back. Her shoes barely made a sound against the marble floor as she hurried inside, her chest tight, her vision blurred. She kept her head down, as if the walls themselves might laugh at her if she lifted her gaze. Mrs. Margareta was in the hallway.The older woman looked up just in time to see Adaline pass too fast, too stiff, her shoulders trembling despite the rigid way she held herself. One look was enough. Years of serving in that house had taught Margareta how to read silence better than words. Something was wrong."Adaline" she called softly.But Adaline didn't stop. Mrs. Margareta hesitated only a second before following her down the corridor, stopping in front of the door to the small room Adaline occupied. Her hand lifted, knuckles hovering inches from the wood. She was about to knock when she stopped herself. Slowly, she lowered her hand. Whatever ha
Owned By my father's Enemy The Business Convention Day
Chapter 12Adaline was jolted awake by the knock that came from the door. She got up quickly from her bed, adjusted her dress and opened the door. Mrs Margareta was standing outside on the door, holding what looked like a parcel."Good afternoon ma'am,". Adaline greeted politely."Good afternoon dear, Mr. Ronan asked me to hand this over to you". She said handing over the parcel to Adaline. "He said you should dress up, the driver will take you somewhere, he's there waiting for you". Mrs Margareta told her.Adaline looked confused. Dress up. Where exactly is she going to, what is happening, is he finally beginning to treat her with a little dignity?, she questioned. She quickly got a hold of herself and thanked Mrs Margareta."Thank you ma'am". She said politely."Alright dear, remember don't be late, Mr Ronan won't take it lightly with you". Mrs Margareta said before walking away.Adaline closed the door and opened the parcel. It was a dress. Adaline unfolded the dress slowly. It was
Owned By my father's Enemy Threads Of Control
Ronan returned later that evening, his presence announced not by sound but by the shift in the atmosphere of the house, as though the walls themselves recognized him and straightened under his authority, and Mrs Margareta was already waiting, her posture respectful, her expression careful as she stepped forward to receive him, concern flickering in her eyes despite her attempt to hide it, because she had noticed his habits, the way he neglected food, the way he carried his burdens in silence, and it unsettled her more than she would admit."Do you need anything sir, need me to make dinner for you"Her voice was polite, gentle, laced with quiet worry as she searched his face for any sign of weakness, any sign that he might allow himself to be taken care of, even in the smallest way."No, I'm fine"His response came immediately, his tone sharp and precise, cutting through the air with finality, leaving no room for argument, no space for concern."Miss Whitmore should be the one attendin
Owned By my father's Enemy Secrets And Reckoning
Mrs. Whitmore sat at the head of the long glass table, her manicured fingers tapping lightly against its surface. The office smelled of polished wood and expensive cologne, a sharp contrast to the unease tightening her chest. The manager stood across from her, files spread out before him, his face pale in a way that immediately irritated her."Speak," she said coolly. "You sounded panicked on the phone."He cleared his throat. "Ma'am... the situation is worse than we initially thought. Three major investors have already pulled out. Two more contracts were abandoned this morning without prior notice."Her brows furrowed. "Abandoned? Just like that?""Yes," he replied. "No negotiations. No demands. They simply... walked away."As if summoned by his words, his phone vibrated on the table.He hesitated before picking it up. "Excuse me."Mrs. Whitmore watched his expression change as he listened. His shoulders stiffened, his jaw tightening."Yes, sir... I understand your concerns, but perh
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