Semua Bab Fake Marriage: The Trillionire Tycoon's Fiesty Bride : Bab 601 - Bab 610

“You know Christine is an ambassador for HB Industries too, right? Apparently, someone has been canceling potential contracts and jobs meant for you. And since you weren’t available, most of them ended up being handed to Christine instead.”“Who’s in charge of approving or rejecting contracts for me?” she asked, though she already suspected the answer.The expression on Eva's face darkened instantly. So that is how they've been playing it during her absence, right?Gwen sighed. “Who else? Trix. She’s been rejecting your contracts left and right. Worse, the ones she does accept are from companies with questionable reputations. Those deals won’t do you any favors—they could even damage your standing in the industry.”Eva’s frown deepened. “Christine’s scandal had quieted down while I was in California, but it’s still a hot topic. Damien and Elite Entertainment made sure Mark couldn’t bury the story entirely. Yet, thanks to the contracts Christine has been accepting, her reputation has st

After a moment of silence, Damien finally spoke. “Let me change your bandage now,” he said gently. Though he was savoring the moment with her, her health remained his top priority, and he couldn’t let it slip his mind.Eva pouted, letting go of him with a hint of disappointment at his response. She couldn’t argue and allowed Damien to change her bandage carefully."Since we're done, let's head outside," she finally said once he finished. But before she could get up, Damien scooped her up effortlessly in a bridal carry."Hey! What are you doing?" Eva exclaimed, caught off guard by the sudden gesture."You’re not walking on your own," he replied firmly, his expression calm and unyielding as he made his way to the door."I have my own legs, and they work just fine! I’ve been walking around all day," she protested, even as she instinctively leaned into his embrace.“You’re at home now. You don’t need to walk when I’m here. I’ll carry you until you’re fully healed,” Damien responded, his t

Christine stormed into Director Rick’s office, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. Without knocking, she pushed the door open with enough force to make it bang against the wall. The sudden force made Rick look up from his desk, his expression turning sour.“Christine,” he said coldly, setting down his pen. “I wasn’t expecting you. To what do I owe this surprise visit?”She strode to his desk, her anger barely contained. “Don’t play dumb with me, Director Rick. I just signed a contract with these companies, and now all my other deals are being revoked. I want an explanation, and I want it now.” Christine demanded.He was one of the directors at HB Industry, tasked with overseeing most of the models working in collaboration with the company. Beyond his professional role, he maintained a close friendship with President Adolf of BTG Industry, a connection that often allowed Christine to leverage favors from him. It was through his influence that Trix was appointed as Ev

After ending the call, Eva placed her phone on the small garden table and picked up the watering can again, intent on tending to the roses that had flourished under her care. But before she could continue, Damien’s strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back into his chest.“You’re not going to escape that easily,” he murmured, his voice a deep rumble in her ear.Eva turned slightly, her lips curling into a teasing smile. “Escape? I didn’t know I was being held captive.”Damien tilted her chin up with his hand, his dark eyes locking onto hers. Without another word, he lowered his head and captured her lips with a passion that stole her breath away. It wasn’t just a kiss—it was a declaration, intense and consuming.Eva sighed into him, letting the watering-can slip from her fingers and thud softly onto the lush grass below. Twisting in his arms, she wrapped hers around his neck, pressing herself closer as she returned his kiss with equal fervor. The garden seemed to fade int

Upon entering the house, Eva immediately noticed Damien already home. His tall, imposing figure was stretched out on the sofa, his right arm resting across his eyes to shield himself from the bright lights. Eva smiled softly, her presence unnoticed at first. She quietly approached him and sat beside him, gently running her fingers across the sharp angles of his face."Why aren’t you in bed?" she asked, her voice tender."The company you're endorsing tomorrow," Damien began, his tone serious, "Cross Enterprise’s legal team has already sent them a letter, suing for fraud. The news should be spreading tomorrow afternoon."Eva rested her head against his chest as she replied, "It’s fine. I'll only be appearing in the morning."Although she didn’t elaborate further, Damien seemed to sense what she was planning. He understood that her actions tomorrow would have consequences, and the client wouldn't let her off easily. Hence, Cross Enterprise, a company that rarely involved itself with such