Entwined With Karma のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

The parking garage was virtually empty, but for the faint hum of fluorescent lights flickering above. As Jason made his way to the dimly lit nook where Isabella had instructed him to meet her, his footfall resounded against the hard surface. With every stride, he tightened his hold on the envelope, feeling the weight of the cash within being quite substantial. He stopped and looked around. The quiet was eerie, causing the hairs on his neck to stand up. After that, Isabella came out from the darkness and entered the faint light, her high heels making a clicking sound on the floor.. She was already grinning, mockingly triumphant, as though she had defeated a battle he was unaware he was engaged in.“Right on time,” she purred, her voice cutting through the stillness. She stopped a few feet away, eyeing the envelope in his hand. “I see you brought what I asked for.”Jason clinched his jaw. His eyes were fixed on hers as he waited for her to react, attempting to predict her next move. He

With a mixture of uncertainty and wrath buzzing through his consciousness, Thane paced the length of the room, his grasp tightening around his phone. Everything had fallen apart when Kendall's pregnancy was discovered, but he wasn't going to give Jason the upper hand. Never, ever, not right now.He could feel Isabella’s eyes on him, watching intently. Her calm demeanor unsettled him, but he pushed it aside for now. He needed to focus on one thing—unraveling the mystery of Jason’s marriage and this pregnancy.“Thane?” Isabella’s voice was smooth, but there was an edge of curiosity, maybe even intrigue. She didn’t like being kept out of the loop, and Thane knew it. He stopped pacing and turned to her, his expression hard. “Kendall being pregnant—it doesn’t make sense. Something’s off.”“Off how?” Isabella leaned forward, her lips pursed in thought. She always enjoyed being part of the game, always ready to strike when it suited her. Thane narrowed his eyes, running a hand through his

Thane dashed into the living room, his face flushed with anger. The past three days were a whirlwind of insomnia, tiring investigations, and fruitless results. Each path he followed, each clue he chased, all ended up being dead ends. Kendall was an enigma, a ghost with a flawless history. And Jason? He was showing off his quick marriage and imminent fatherhood as though they were all part of some grand scheme, smugly reveling in his role as the golden boy. Isabella, lounging on the comfortable couch, glanced up from her device as Thane's heavy footsteps echoed through the room. Her indifferent demeanor and the slight tilt of her head further fueled his anger. She wasn’t helping—she never had. Not really.Thane threw his hands up in exasperation. “It’s pointless! I’ve searched everywhere. Everywhere! There’s nothing—no mistakes, no hidden scandals, nothing I can use against her.”Isabella raised a brow, setting her tablet down on the glass coffee table. “You sound surprised.”"I'm def

“Thane?”With his bulk filling the doorway, he stood there. Though his expression was composed, she could not help but notice the intense intensity in his eyes, which gave her shivers. There was tension in the air between them, only magnified by the way he held himself, so calm, so quiet. Strange feelings of dread began to seep into Kendall's chest; she had a gut feeling that this visit would not be beneficial."Kendall," he said, his voice soft but with a hint of menace in it that made her stomach turn around. A somewhat smiling expression played on his lips, yet it was cold. "We must have a conversation." Kendall's fingers gripped the wood of the doorframe tightly, as though it was the only thing keeping her grounded. Especially at this point, the last thing she wanted was to be left alone with Thane. Especially with everything hanging by such a fragile thread. She started, trying to remain composed, her voice trailing off a little. "Now's not really a good time—" However, Thane in

As Kendall walked out of the lift and towards Jason's office, the sound of her heels clicking against Carter Enterprises' polished floors reverberated sharply through the hallway. The weight of the message Jason had sent earlier that morning continued to hang over Kendall, and each step she took felt heavier than the last. “We need to talk at the office. Meet me here.” For hours, she pondered over those words, experiencing a mix of fascination and dread. She felt her stomach tying in knots after reading the words, and it had remained that way since.In comparison to the lovely morning outside, the air in the office felt unusually cold. It was cold around her, not even the bright sunshine coming in through the glass windows to warm her. She could feel eyes on her, the occasional glances from employees as she passed by, making the tension in her shoulders tighten. Although Jason's company had never seemed particularly welcoming, it felt oppressive today. She and Jason had been harborin