All Chapters of Charm of a Cold Bodyguard: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"I'm sorry about this unpleasant incident." Sharlynn's voice tried to calm down the noisy members of the meeting."We didn't expect that it was Julian and Miss Odette who caused the company's revenue to plummet," said one of the members in the meeting room.In an instant, the meeting room that had been filled with tension calmed down. Sharlynn stared with a relieved expression as the two cursed couples were finally cornered and exposed. However, the relief was short-lived, as Sharlynn's purpose for organizing the meeting that day was far greater than just exposing the embezzlement committed by Julian and Odette.In a few moments of silence, Sharlynn let her breath out in relief. Her eyes, which had briefly radiated determination and resoluteness, now conveyed a sense of satisfaction at the accomplishment that had just been achieved. However, behind that victory, there was an even greater burden of duty awaiting.The meeting that day wasn't just about exposing the cruel couple's misde

Heinz smiled with relief when he heard the apology that slipped from his only daughter's lips. "Thank you, son," he said with teary eyes, "Daddy is so embarrassed. You really are like your late mommy. A very gentle and forgiving woman." Sharlynn smiled, a warm feeling filling her chest as she heard her father's praise for her late mother. In her heart, Sharlynn felt relieved to get recognition from her father. Actually, it was not vindictiveness that Sharlynn had; she just wanted to stay away from Odette and Rolanda, who had ruined her happiness. 'Will I ever be able to forget all that? I want to feel at peace,' she muttered to herself. "Daddy hopes you and Richie are always happy," Heinz continued while patting Sharlynn's shoulder. Hearing those words, Sharlynn's heart raced. 'Can I still be happy with Richie after all that has happened?' Sharlynn smiled wryly, her face showing pain. An expectation of happiness after marriage had always been in her mind. However, the harsh re

A tense atmosphere began to set inside his modest room, making the room even more claustrophobic. Richie spontaneously rose from his chair, standing upright and facing the large window overlooking the back garden. He was seemingly lost in his thoughts, with his cell phone still attached to his ear. "Dante, are you sure it's my son?" Richie finally broke the silence, his voice calm but firm. "Did you hear me?" Richie snapped loudly when he didn't hear Dante's voice on the other side.[Dante] "Yes, Sir. For that matter, I can't answer anything. But I think it would be best if we confirm it with a DNA test."] Dante replied at last.Richie spontaneously massaged his forehead, and it instantly felt throbbing. "DNA test, huh?" he said quietly, pondering. "Do it!"However, after giving the order, Richie seemed to walk back and forth several times as if facing an inner battle. Dante, who had worked with him for many years, could sense his hesitation.[Dante] "Sir, if I may ask... Why didn't

Richie looked at his grandfather with an annoyed look, but at the same time, he also felt a deep longing. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. You're the one who wanted me to go back to Milan; can't you be more gentle with me?" his voice was soft, trying to penetrate the hardness of his grandfather's heart as he felt hurt by his foolish actions. However, despite his resentment, Richie couldn't deny that he missed his grandfather.Andriano Del Vecchio, the family patriarch who was usually stern and unwavering, had a glimmer of tenderness in his eyes this time. As Richie approached and hugged him, Andriano was surprised but immediately returned the hug tightly. Tears of sadness and relief mixed, seeping from those old eyes as they were both lost in a profoundly emotional moment.After what seemed like an eternity, Andriano broke the embrace. The older man looked at Richie with a loving expression, like looking back at the little boy who used to run around the mansion, seeking his grandfather's embrac

Sharlynn felt confused as Richie grabbed her arm firmly and pulled her out of the main room. Her mind in turmoil, she tried to make sense of what was happening. In the midst of her confusion, one of the servants suddenly informed her that Richie's room, the young master, was neat and ready. In fact, it was always tidied every day, even though Richie hadn't been in the house for years. The great master Andriano, behind his stern and strict figure, was still very fond of his grandson. "Why did Richie pick me up like this?" asked Sharlynn silently, feeling curious and a little scared. "Richie, explain to me. What is this all about?" urged Sharlynn with an indecisive face.Richie, without answering her question, pushed Sharlynn into the room while holding back the anger on his face. Sharlynn was stunned, looking around the luxurious and spacious room that resembled a room in a palace, which was filled with mosaic paintings and Baroque-era decorations. 'Is this room the reason why Ri