Lahat ng Kabanata ng The CEO's Reclaimed Love: My Ex-Lover Is A Powerful Lawyer: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Oliver and Claire took a private flight to their honeymoon destination. They had been on the flight for more than fifteen hours and Claire was becoming restless. “Where are we going, babe?” She asked, yawning after waking up from her sleep. She glanced at the window and saw the golden glow of the sun in the sky. “It’s already morning and we are not there yet.” Oliver smirked. “Are you that impatient, love? There’s a bed on this jet if you want me to fulfil my duties as your husband.” Claire blushed profusely. She quickly shook her head and replied, “I’m just curious to know where we are going. It seems far.” “We will be landing in an hour. I’m not going to blindfold you since I want you to see the scenery… I think you will love this place,” Oliver remarked. He then called a flight attendant over and asked her to serve Claire some breakfast. A little while later, they finally arrived at their destination and it was time for the plane to land. As the plane descended, Oliver glance

“I’m working on it, Mom. I didn’t expect him to survive that accident,” the man responded while pulling at his tie in irritation. “How long are you going to work on it? Are you going to wake up when you lose everything?” The woman questioned. “I’m not going to lose anything. What’s pissing me off is how I didn’t know he was marrying Claire! It seems he wants to steal everything that should be mine!” The man hissed and clenched his hands into fists. This man was none other than Wesley Crawford, the managing director and current known heir of the Crawford Automotive Group. The elderly woman he was talking to was his mother, Diana Crawford. Diana narrowed her eyes at Wesley suspiciously and asked, “Don’t tell me you actually fell for that bitch. Your mission was to get close to her and use her to get to that bastard, Oliver. I could care less whether they get married or not. She’s bound to be a widow anyway.”Wesley’s eyes flashed with anger. He glared at his mother and spat, “I don

“Oliver, you came! I knew you would come for me... I knew you would never abandon me!” Jessica Hart exclaimed when she was taken to the visitation booth and saw Oliver on the other side of the glass. A huge grin crossed her lips and her heart pounded wildly in her chest. It had been so long since she saw him and he was still as handsome as ever. Her eyes fell on his left hand and she saw the white gold wedding band on his finger. A flash of fierce jealousy flickered through her eyes but she painted a fake smile on her face. “I forgive you for not visiting me the last few weeks since you’re here today,” she remarked, shyly tucking her hair behind her ears. "I missed you so much."Oliver scoffed, his eyebrows furrowing. He said, “I think you should be in an asylum, not jail. You’re not normal.”“Oliver, darling, how can you say that to me? All I’ve ever done is love you. Claire left you but I stayed even when you rejected me several times. Is this how you repay me?” Jessica asked, her

Roxanne glared at the man in the VIP lounge. He might not have been a carbon copy of Oliver but they both had some similar features such as their eyes and hair. She couldn’t help but think he chose to be fooled by his second wife. “Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” She questioned, her nostrils flaring. “I wonder why you wanted to meet us. If you want to come into Oliver’s life and disturb his peace, you have to go through me first!” A faint smile crossed Henry Ford’s face knowing his wife was in full mama bear mode. She was the sweetest and kindest woman he had ever met but when it came to her children, Roxanne was as fierce as a lioness protecting her cubs.Julian Crawford was taken aback by Roxanne’s outburst. He cleared his throat and replied, “I was hurt when I saw the evidence of my late wife’s infidelity. The love I had for her was so deep that when I realised she went behind my back and slept with another man, all senses went out the window.” Roxanne scoffed and they all sat

Claire awoke to her eyes unable to see anything. She recalled how a car had pulled up next to them and then someone attacked her. Her heart jumped to her throat and panic crept into her. ‘Where am I? Where is my daughter?’“She’s awake,” a strange voice said. “Let the boss know.”‘The boss?’ Claire mused, her heart pounding violently against her chest. ‘Have I been kidnapped?’ The thought that came to her was that these thugs might have done something to her daughter. “Where’s my daughter?” She asked, her voice hoarse. She felt one of the men approaching and then the black bag that covered her face was removed. Looking around, Claire’s heart sank. Her daughter wasn’t with her. Claire was in a basement that looked like it had been carefully prepared for someone. A bed was in one corner with a TV on the opposite end, hanging on the wall. There was even a door that looked like it led to the bathroom. Despite how clean the basement was, fear crept into Claire. She glared at the str