บททั้งหมดของ CEO's Hidden Marriage: บทที่ 311 - บทที่ 320

“Because of me. I asked him not to.” This time Kiara took it upon herself to answer. She held the mic close and replied. “It’s not even two months, and due to some apprehensions, it was me only, who had asked Viaan not to disclose our relationship. That’s why he didn’t announce.” Her polite yet confident resonated through the hall as she made sure they all get her words clearly.“Also, since Viaan had some major projects and the awards campaign going on, I didn’t want to burden him with the pressure of publicizing our relationship, especially when it is still in the budding stage. I wanted to give us some time… some time to get adjusted to this new equation so that we could understand each other well. That’s why I suggest he not disclose it.”Sarah, the reporter, narrowed her eyes at Kiara and asked smugly. “So, is this all yet the part of the deal that you are clearing his name, or is it—”Kiara held her hand up, interrupting her question.“No, as we said, we didn’t go on with the di

Hunter’s Apartment:-“At least, he gave a positive reaction to it. Let’s hope for the best now.” He said to himself, exhaling a deep relaxing breath, while switching on his phone.He frowned, seeing Fifteen missed calls from Alex and five from Robin. Confused, Hunter moved out to his living hall while checking the call details. They have been calling for the last half an hour and the recent was just five minutes ago from Robin.Through the notification bar, he also noticed the WhatsApp notifications from both of them. They have sent photos and videos as the notification bar showed.“Did the city go under attack or something?” He chuckled, talking to himself while he tapped on the WhatsApp icon.Just when the app came open on the screen, his phone vibrated with Robin’s call before he could see his message. “Impatient much!” Frowning lightly, Hunter received the call, “Hello—” but Robin’s rushed voice overshadowed it.“Ah, thank God you received it!” he heard a breathless voice of Robin

“As I said, it is Hunter Brown who had planned everything against me. I had a doubt about him since the very start of the nominations, but I never thought he will stoop so low and dig into my personal life. But evidently, I was wrong.” He paused and looked at the reporter, who asked the question.“When Thomas came into the picture out of the blue, one thing got clear in my mind: he can’t be there at the award function without anyone’s involvement. He is not much of an influential man who gets invited by the organization. So, certainly only one of my rivals could have got him there for their own selfish motives. And I doubted it would only be Hunter who can go to an extent to defeat me.” The room felt charged with anticipation as Viaan continued, his expression unwavering. “My doubt turned correct when my men searched for the truth.”Viaan’s jaws clenched, and he shot a piercing gaze at the cameras, making sure if his rival was looking at the screen right now, he gets that Viaan is not

Viaan’s POV:-“Mr. Hunter Brown is H.E.!?” The question came more like an exclamation. Their shocked voices reverberated in the conference hall as they finally connected the dots.Their eyes widened, doubt etched on each of their faces. The air turned dense around us.“Certainly!” I nodded my head, confirming their remaining doubts. “Mr. Hunter Brown is the secret CEO of GRACE, the company he has founded and has been operating for almost four years now.” I disclosed that loud and clear. My eyes spanned over the vastness of the conference hall as I took in their expressions.Hearing it from my mouth, the air was cleared. The gasps turned into murmurs of shock. And the reporters took their moment to digest the truth. They seem to share their disbelief as I saw many of them murmuring to each other before they turned to look at me again.“How come no one knows Mr. Brown is the CEO in these four years?” I heard Sarah Reed ask, her tone inflicting disbelief. She was a leading journalist fro

Viaan’s POV:-The room was filled with a mix of tension and anticipation. The reporters were hungry for more information, eager to hear the rest of the story. And I was ready to give it to them.“This is very shocking to know that a person who has just been awarded the prestigious accolade comes out… this secretive.” I heard Sarah say. She shook her head, sighing, probably. “Unbelievable!”“Mr. Adams, you were saying you have more to share in the beginning. So, is there more to the story, or this is it?” Another reporter, whom I recognized as Ben Strong from ACT News, asked after Sarah. He was seated just beside her.I took a deep breath, steadying my perseverance. This was my moment to give back to him… to expose the truth, and seek justice for my family. And I was not going to let anything or anyone stand in my way.“Although there are many more secrets that Mr. Hunter Brown had up his sleeves, I won’t be mentioning them here,” I replied, my voice firm and resolute. “I don’t play a