บททั้งหมดของ CEO's Hidden Marriage: บทที่ 451 - บทที่ 460

The sleek and modern office bore the insignia of Hunter's corporate empire. The panoramic view from the floor-to-ceiling windows showcased the bustling city below, a testament to the grandeur of the business world Hunter had meticulously crafted.Seated in his spacious corner office, Hunter spoke with a foreign client through a video call. The client, dressed in a suit that exuded sophistication, appeared slightly impatient as he leaned forward, addressing Hunter with a stern expression."Mr. Brown, I must express my concerns. Our collaboration has been promising, but recent events have cast a shadow on the stability of our venture. The media coverage surrounding your company is less than favorable. We need assurance that our investments are secure."Hunter, accustomed to navigating the intricacies of corporate discourse, leaned back in his leather chair, exuding an air of composed confidence. "I appreciate your concerns, and I assure you that we are taking necessary measures to addre

"We still have a long way to go, but there's a glimmer of hope. I believe Tyler's strength and the care he's receiving here will play a crucial role in his recovery." Sister Mary consoled the woman, motherly warmth lacing each and every word she said.The two women, standing in the quiet corridor, shared a moment of silent understanding. Sister Mary, offering a gentle smile, placed a reassuring hand on Sophie's shoulder. In that exchange of emotions, they found solace in the hope that Tyler's journey to recovery was gradually unfolding.“I want to believe the same, Sister. It’s just my heart can’t seem to find a sense of peace. Every time I see him, my heart clenches brutally. It feels like someone is pulling it out bare. The longer he is taking to get up, the harder I feel to breathe, Sister. And I just don’t know what to do to free myself from this ache.” she confessed, her voice barely audible, the lump in her throat growing tighter. Moistened eyes gazed downward with a burdened he

Viaan’s Cabin:-Meanwhile, Viaan seethed in fury. He slammed his hand on the table and cursed loudly. “Fuck. The hell this man has been busy for two days. He is avoiding my calls intentionally.” His hand banged on the edge of the table once again.Michael flinched visibly and lowered his face not daring to look at his angry boss. Just then the door snapped open drawing their attention.“You are right, boss. He is indeed avoiding the calls on purpose.” Leo entered the office, holding an envelope in his hand. He glanced at a shivering Michael and asked him to go. “You can leave, Michael. We’ll call you when needed.” Leo had the right to order them and everyone was aware of it in the office; that’s why they didn’t need a confirmation from Viaan again. So, when Leo asked Michael to leave, It was like someone gave the freedom statement to him as he almost fled the room. Viaan breathed through his nose, looking at the man rushing out like his tail on fire. Cursing under his breath, he cho

Writer's POV:-“You shouldn't do this, Hunter.” Jenny condemned strongly, her disapproval palpable as she stepped into Hunter's chaotically silent room.Hunter, startled, remained seated, his grip on the phone tightening. He didn't turn around immediately, choosing instead to let the heavy silence linger. Jenny, undeterred, closed the distance, placing a gentle hand on her son's shoulder. "Hunter–" she began, but he cut off her words with a sharp interruption."You know your preachings won't affect me. So don't even try." Hunter's face was a mask of resolve, jaw clenched, and he still avoided meeting her gaze. Yet, his subtle turn towards her signaled an acknowledgment of her presence.It was evident that she had overheard his conversation. The knowledge hung between them, an unspoken tension that he loathed. Despite his aversion to confrontation, he found himself entangled in a situation where he had to face the consequences, and his mother was now an unwilling witness. His dismissi

Adams Villa:-Sophie's voice came through the phone, a mix of tension and a bit of relief. "This is the last time we'll need his blood," she sighed through the phone, her words carrying a weight that caught Kiara's attention.Worry crept into Kiara's voice as she clutched the phone tightly. "Are you sure there won't be another time? Aaron is still recovering, and I don't want to risk my baby's safety," she expressed, her concern for Aaron evident in her every word.Sophie understood Kiara's fears, having shared the same apprehensions since all the previous blood transfusions. Yet, Kiara couldn't shake the worry for Aaron's well-being. Her eyes stayed fixed on the phone, seeking reassurance."I get it, Kiara. And even I have the same feeling. But we need to hold onto our patience. Dr. Ryan is doing everything to make sure Tyler gets better without putting Aaron in danger. To make sure he even contacted Aaron’s doctor today morning before starting the procedure. Thus, even with all the