All Chapters of My Secret, My Stepbrother : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Third Person POV Just as it seemed like the investigation was going cold, Mavis intervened, holding up a hard drive between his thumb and index finger. The detectives' eyes fixed on it, intrigued. "What's that?" one of them asked. Mavis replied, "The evidence we need is right here. It turns out Estelle was smart enough to manipulate the footage using steganography when she was left alone at the office of the security officer. Isabel was telling the truth all along." He didn't want to do it knowing it'll get Estelle in trouble but he couldn't watch Isabel suffer further. He knew about it all along, she had told him about it. The investigator carefully took the hard drive from Mavis and inserted it into a nearby computer system. As the footage began to play, the truth became undeniable. The evidence revealed Estelle's guilt, confirming Isabel's claims and shedding new light on the investigation. The detectives watched intently, their expressions stern, as the incriminating vide

ISABELIn less than an hour, I could hear the ringing of my phone. I picked up and answered. "Hi, were you pulling my legs? Eric asked in his usual jovial manner."I would not do that, it's a serious matter. Where are you?""I just got in the house and I haven't seen a single living thing here," he said amidst laughter.I replied. " Your visitor is waiting at my house," I didn't get any response. "Your visitor is waiting at my house," I repeated, trying to sound calm despite the absurdity of the situation.Eric's laughter stopped abruptly. "What? Who is it?"I hesitated, "You'll see when you get here. Just hurry up, okay?""Okay, okay. I'm on my way," Eric replied, his tone now serious.I hung up the phone and couldn't help but wonder what Eric's reaction would be when he saw his visitor. I got out of bed and made my way to the living room, where the lady was still waiting. She looked up at me with a questionable face, "Eric will be here soon," I said, trying to reassure her so that s

ISABEL "Isabel, there's no escape for you. None of you, but if you'll cooperate with me, I promise I won't harm you. But if you think you can outsmart me, you're sadly mistaken. I'm not someone to be trifled with." Turning to the women who cowered in fear, he demanded, "Which one of you is responsible for this betrayal? Who among you conspired with her to bring shame upon me? After everything I've done for you, is this how you repay me?" "We apologize, we have done badly, forgive us." One of them volunteered to plead on their behalf. "There's no need for apologies. Tonight, you'll make amends. You'll provide a service, free of charge. Are you all prepared? It's the only way you'll leave this place alive." I couldn't help but feel bitter with myself as things took a turn for the worse. But then, I remembered something and a smile spread across my face. "You've made a mess of yourself, Jason," I said, chuckling. "I know, and you have no idea what that means for you" Jas

Mavis Today, my father's urgent request to return home immediately left me with a sense of trepidation. I knew instinctively that it was connected to Estelle's alleged pregnancy that was all over the internet. That woman was capable of manipulating anyone and anything to get what she wanted . She had already framed Isabel, stolen from her shop, and deceived me into believing she was innocent. I dreaded to think what other agenda she might be plotting, and what my father wanted to discuss with me about the whole ordeal. I received a scary message last night that Isabel was in grave danger if left alone. Due to our complicated relationship and the fact that I'm likely her greatest enemy, I knew I had to act indirectly to ensure her safety. I took the initiative to hire a team of specialized security personnel to discreetly follow her every move, providing her with round-the-clock protection. It was the least I could do to shield her from danger and I hoped it would be eno

MAVISI slumped my shoulders in defeat. "I'll do it as soon as I can, I promise."My father's expression remained stern, but he nodded slightly, acknowledging my surrender. "Very well. Now, I have a question for you, are you truly responsible for your friend's pregnancy?" I glanced at Isabel, who quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact with me.I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "I'm not sure of that... I was telling Mom that Estelle is capable of anything. It's only a DNA test that can prove that" I stammered, trying to deflect responsibility.My father's eyes narrowed, "I want you to take care of this situation promptly. Get the DNA test done and clarify the situation. I won't have this family's name dragged through the mud because of your reckless behavior." His words stung, but I knew I had no choice but to comply."I will do as you wish, Father," I said and commenced eating. "My advice to you, son," he said, and I felt grateful that he still addressed me with such warmth a