Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rich Family's Substitute Sweetheart: Kabanata 851 - Kabanata 860

Paul glanced at Ellena and did not say anything else. He picked up the thick stack of documents from the desk, held them firmly in his arms, and turned around to leave. His footsteps were steady, and the door closed quietly behind him.The office returned to silence.Ellena sat alone in front of the desk. Her gaze lingered on the documents for a moment before she slowly reached out and took out Edward’s pen from the drawer. The pen rested in her palm, cool and familiar, as if it carried memories that refused to fade.She had received many pens like this when she was young. Back then, they were nothing more than ordinary writing tools, casually given and easily forgotten. She never imagined that one particular pen would quietly bind her fate to someone else. It became the beginning of everything, the invisible thread that tied her life to Edward’s.She lowered her eyes, staring at the pen, her fingers unconsciously tightening aro

Ellena heard Chloe’s words and could not help but smile faintly. The tension in her shoulders eased slightly, though the heaviness in her heart did not completely fade.After she sat down, Martin handed the menu over to her with one hand. “Please order,” he said, his tone polite but his eyes still carrying traces of lingering irritation from earlier.Ellena took the menu, but she did not open it immediately. Her fingers paused against the smooth cover, and her expression slowly became complicated. After a brief silence, she said quietly, “I saw Edward.”The moment those words left her mouth, Martin’s posture changed.He immediately sat up straight, his eyes widening as he leaned forward. “Where is he?” he asked, his voice rising uncontrollably.Because he was too agitated, the movement was abrupt. The chair beneath him scraped harshly against the floor, producing an ear piercing sound that echoed briefly in the private room.Ellena glanced at him and continued calmly, “He came to see

Martin no longer carried out any public relations actions after Edward personally told him about the situation. Even the public relations department of the Arnoult Group completely stopped interfering in the matter, because the order had been issued directly under Ellena’s name.As a result, the storm that had been brewing online quickly grew out of control.For a period of time, Edward was pushed straight to the center of public opinion.The Internet was filled with voices discussing him.Every social media platform seemed flooded with comments related to him. New posts appeared every minute. Countless discussions emerged one after another. Some people analyzed his past actions. Others speculated about his current situation. Many had no understanding of the truth at all, yet they still participated enthusiastically, treating the matter as a source of entertainment.Many people joined in simply to watch the excitement. Those who had once not even dared to stand in front of Edward were

Vincent leaned against a tree at the entrance of the residential area, a lighter held loosely between his fingers. His posture looked casual, but his eyes were fixed in one direction, as if he was waiting for someone.The evening breeze stirred the leaves above him. The warm glow of the streetlights stretched across the pavement, casting long shadows around his feet.From a distance, he appeared relaxed.However, anyone paying close attention would quickly notice that he was not as calm as he looked.He pressed the lighter unconsciously. A small flame appeared.Then he flicked it off.A second later, he pressed it again.The action repeated, absent minded and mechanical, revealing the impatience hidden beneath his calm exterior. It was obvious that his thoughts were elsewhere.Every few moments, his gaze would drift toward the road leading into the residential area.As if he was expecting someone to appear at any moment.

Ellena drove the car smoothly into the underground garage.The headlights cut through the dimness, sweeping across the cold concrete walls before finally settling on her designated parking space. The quiet hum of the engine echoed faintly in the empty garage as she maneuvered the car neatly into place.After turning off the engine, silence immediately enveloped the vehicle.Ellena did not move right away.She sat quietly in the driver's seat, both hands still resting lightly on the steering wheel. Through the windshield, she stared blankly at the gray wall in front of her. The underground garage was exceptionally quiet at this hour. The only sounds were the distant hum of ventilation equipment and the occasional faint noise of another vehicle somewhere far away.For a few seconds, she simply remained seated.Then, as though finally returning to reality, she unfastened her seat belt, pushed open the car door, and stepped out.The sharp click of her heels echoed softly against the concr