บททั้งหมดของ CEO's Hidden Marriage: บทที่ 291 - บทที่ 300

“Boss…” Leo stepped ahead, trying to make a communication, but Viaan was, by then, shaking in anger.“He succeeded, didn’t he, Leo? Despite our numerous attempts to fail his cunning plan, he succeeded. He has fulfilled his promise of ruining me, tearing down the life I’ve built for the long term.”His anger intensified, the fury within him threatening to consume everything in its path. Viaan’s entire body shook with the force of his rage, the fire within him burning brighter with each passing moment. The betrayal of his fate cut deep, leaving him feeling vulnerable and exposed.Ryan, ever the voice of reason, stepped forward, his hand gently resting on Viaan’s back. He understood the storm of emotions raging within his brother, the overwhelming desire to lash out at those responsible. But Ryan knew that reacting with anger and impulsiveness would only serve to further damage Viaan’s already fragile situation.“Viaan, my brother, calm down,” Ryan urged, his voice steady and soothing. “

Two hours later:-Hunter sat confidently in the sleek conference room, waiting for his meeting with the new client to begin. He had just secured a significant victory at the Businessman of the Year event, and his confidence was at an all-time high. As he glanced at his watch, the door swung open, and a distinguished gentleman entered, a smile of admiration on his face.“Ah, Mr. Brown, what a pleasure to meet you,” the client exclaimed, extending his hand. “Allow me to offer my sincerest congratulations on your remarkable achievement. Winning the Businessman of the Year award is no small feat.”Hunter stood up, a charismatic smile playing on his lips, and shook the client’s hand firmly. “Thank you, Mr. Thompson. I appreciate your kind words. It’s an honor to receive this recognition, and I’m thrilled to be working with you and your esteemed company.”As they both took their seats, Hunter admired the luxurious surroundings of the conference room. It reflected the success and prestige th

“Stranger?” a reporter asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. The room buzzed with anticipation. Kiara could hear everyone gasping and wondering as they looked at her unblinkingly for the truth.“Yes, a stranger. He doesn’t even know who was his wife while he was forced at gunpoint to marry the girl!” Another revelation escaped out of her moths, causing the entire room to buzz with coherent whispers. “He has just taken a little help from a stranger and that proved to be his biggest mistake. That one help led him to a forced wedding the next morning.” She said, remembering the night as her eyes turned dim. It was all that fateful night’s help that twisted their lives forever."Gunpoint?" Whispers filled the room as Kiara’s words hung in the air. Reporters leaned forward, their cameras and recorders poised to capture every detail.“A help that led Mr. Adams to a forced marriage?” She heard one reporter wonder.“Please clear the perplexity, Miss. We are quite confused now.” Another repo

Kiara’s POV:-“Is that the girl he ended up marrying?” The reporter’s question interrupted my narration, their curiosity burning in their eyes, waiting for my response.My lips involuntarily pressed into a tight line, withholding the words that were poised on the tip of my tongue. But before I could provide an answer, a commanding voice broke through the silence.I heard a masculine voice coming from behind me.“Have a little patience, gentleman.” Xavier, Viaan’s PR head, interjected, his tone firm and unwavering. “Madam is coming to that only. Let her finish what she is saying. If she were to simply disclose the name, you would surely demand the whole story again, pestering us.” He said firmly on the mic, answering the inquisitive reporter.His words silenced the journalist, who begrudgingly acquiesced, his lips sealed shut as he nodded in agreement. I couldn’t help but notice the flicker of annoyance in Xavier’s eyes, a silent reflection of the disrespect shown by the journalists si

“The girl looked at her mother. ‘Mom, please, listen to me. I didn’t do anything! I don’t even know him.’ She tried to say, but crossing her words, her mother growled, louder than her father. ‘How a man is sleeping in there if you don’t know him?’ Her accusation scared the girl that all her hopes to prove her innocence was going in vain.”Kiara continued narrating her plight, forgetting the numerous eyes stuck on her as they captured all her expressions and her words.“But the girl still tried, ‘I don’t know who is he. I…I just—’ As the girl tried to tell them the truth, her father went inside the room and came after a few seconds. Without giving her a moment, he slapped her twice. ‘That man is lying naked in my house and you’re saying you didn’t do anything?’ He screamed at her, twisting her hands. ‘Papa, please listen to me.’ She cried and sobbed to make them believe that it was not what they were assuming, but her father pointed at the room and shouted at her, ‘What is a naked man