บททั้งหมดของ CEO's Hidden Marriage: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

Closing his eyes, he inhaled a sharp breath. "No matter how much I hate him, I would never kill him, Jenny. I expect that little trust from you." His words reflected hurt and anger. Her connotations had twisted his heart once again. "I didn't say that, Hunter. I know my son and trust him. What I asked was: what was the need to make him sick? You could easily have troubled him with just this case. Isn't it strong enough to divide his attention?" Jenny sighed, tired of being stuck between these two and their rivalry. Not for once had she had a peaceful moment to herself in all these years. "He is Charles Brown; if you're forgetting. This case might divide his attention, but he is still capable of creating obstacles in my way, and at no cost, I would let him come on my way to success, especially in winning the 'Businessman of the Year award'." As soon as Hunter completed it, she was astounded. He knew all about the old man's plan. "You know?" She couldn't believe Hunter knew all about

Hunter’s Apartment:-It was ten in the night when Hunter got the call from ‘N’.He was having a late dinner while watching the current statistics of Mr. Smith’s company on his tablet when his phone started vibrating on the table.Glancing with a bored look, he found his forehead releasing the stress lines, reading the name.Switching off the tablet and keeping the pasta bowl aside, he received the call.“Hey, how are you?” He asked in a lighter tone.“In a terrible shape!” The tired reply came, making Hunter frown.“Why what happened?” He asked, suspiciously.“Mr. Brown ordered me back in two days.” The person whined, complaining about Charles.“What?” The suspicious tone turned into a shocked one and he asked doubtfully. “Why and when did he contact you?”“Today only, Hunter. And the reason he gave me can’t be any more unreasonable. He said I should get back in two days because he has things planned for me that are apparently more important than my final projects. And he can’t postpo

Delicate things don’t last long amid rigidity. You must buckle up for the hardships even in the moments of delicacies; you never know what minute will come crashing down like fire in your peaceful jungle.Viaan’s life has become that jungle these days. The easy plan he had made to carry out his life was just not working now.Adams Corps:-Viaan came back from meeting Charles which lasted only 10 minutes because the sedatives the doctors have given him were very high in the dose and that’s why he slipped into slumber while talking to Viaan.He promised Victor that he will visit him soon and get back to his office.It was around 4 in the evening when he got a sudden call from Mr. Miller.“Mr. Miller?” He frowned, knitting his eyebrows.His mind instantly formed many possibilities for which the man must have called him personally because this is very rare that Mr. Miller calls someone personally considering his big image. Then it is struck by Viaan that it must be something related to Ev

Adam's Villa:-Kiara's POV:-Sundays are the only time of the week when I get to take a relaxing shower and pamper myself. Otherwise, with the given schedule of my work hours and the amount of workload every day throughout the week, all I feel is a rush to do everything. But thankfully there's at least one day I can devote myself and my personal life. And as today was Sunday, I took extra time to refresh myself. With the warm droplets cascading down my skin, all my stress vented out of my body, too.However, the moments of self-pampering didn't last long, as something was waiting for me to freak out again.I had just opened my bathroom door when I heard the continuous ringing of my phone. 'Who could be at this time?'My eyes themselves went to the clock, and I frowned about who could call me at this time. It was just half-past eight in the morning and, given it was Sunday, no one was supposed to call me at this hour. It can't be Viaan also as we just had a text before I went for my da

"Tell me he is finally getting back, Sophia. Tell me the almighty listened to my prayers." I cried like a baby, hugging her tightly. I closed my eyes, letting out the pent-up emotions in my heart. Only Sophia and God know how much I've waited for this one piece of news. He might not have woken up, still, the news of the slightest recovery came as the ray of light amidst the darkness. A strong hope of survival amidst fear of losing him.She stroked my hair, lovingly, before patting my head in consolation. "Yes, Kia, Tyler is finally getting back." She pushed my face up from her shoulders and wiped my tears. "The almighty listened to your prayers." Her words full of promise and hope revived my trust. I felt a different energy channelizing in me as I saw Sophia looking at me with deep confidence swirling in her glossy eyes.I hiccuped, sniffing slowly. My sobs have died down by now with Sophia calming me down. Her words echoed in my mind, told me how my patience and prayers have finally