Mr. CEO, You Are Only My Substitute Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

As soon as Lysia stepped out of the newsroom, a swarm of reporters seemingly appeared out of nowhere, surrounding her in an instant. Dozens of microphones were thrust toward her, while camera flashes fired relentlessly from every direction."Journalist Kingsley, do you have a personal grudge against HyperVolt? Did you deliberately write that article to bring down their product?""Before publication, every article requires approval from the interviewee. Did you publish the article without the HyperVolt CEO’s consent, leading to today’s tragedy?""Is his death the result of your professional negligence, Ms. Kingsley?" The last reporter managed to break past the security team and stood directly in front of Lysia, pressing for an answer.Lysia had always been sensitive about her work, and it was difficult for her to endure such unfounded and irrational attacks on her professional integrity. She initially wanted to respond right away, but at the last second, she restrained herself—for the

"I don’t understand what you're talking about. I just forgot something at the office and came back to look for it, that’s all." Raven trembled as she hurriedly shut the laptop behind her, stammering in an attempt to dodge the question. Just as she was about to slip away, the California Kingsnake suddenly raised its body and flicked its tongue, letting out a low gruhh sound that nearly made her heart jump out of her chest. "Roonie, come here." Catherine clapped her hands twice and called out. Immediately, the snake slithered over to Catherine and swiftly coiled itself around her arm. Lysia shuddered slightly at Catherine’s pet. She understood her best friend’s unusual interests—keeping snakes and her fondness for reptiles. But those creatures were Lysia’s nemesis. However, today, she needed to put on a little show, and the California Kingsnake would play a crucial role. "Earlier today, Cathy accidentally spilled a type of powder that this little guy loves onto my laptop keyboa

The next morning, Lysia slowly opened her eyes as sunlight streamed into the room. She stretched to loosen her joints, but the moment she felt a warm, solid body right next to her, she panicked and let out a scream."Ah!" Without hesitation, she flung the blanket off and kicked the man beside her straight onto the floor.Kyle tumbled to the ground before he was even fully awake, groggily muttering, "What's going on, Lys?"Seeing the pained expression on his face, Lysia felt a twinge of guilt and almost reached out to help him up. But she quickly held onto the last bit of stubborn pride she had left, pursing her lips in protest. "Who gave you permission to cross the line?"Because the hotel room's sofa was far too small for Kyle to sleep on, she had come up with the idea of dividing the bed into separate spaces. She had warned him very clearly about this before falling asleep. Yet, when she opened her eyes, somehow, their bodies were completely tangled together.This realization both s

After their unexpected meeting on the yacht, Jean Moreau invited Kyle and Lysia to attend his cocktail party that very evening. This sudden change of plans caused quite a disruption to their honeymoon schedule, which in turn put Kyle in an exceptionally unpredictable mood.Sitting inside a luxury fashion boutique in Paris’s largest shopping mall, Kyle intently observed each evening gown Lysia tried on. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, “Are you sure you really want to go?”“Could you bring me a smaller size? Thank you.” Lysia handed the gown she liked to the sales associate, her tone polite.Only then did she turn to Kyle and reply, “A party gathering top-tier entrepreneurs and world-renowned fashion designers—why on earth would I refuse?”After all, Lysia had never denied being a workaholic. She seized every opportunity unfolding before her, turning them into articles to make a name for herself, publishing them across various magazines under RRC Newsroom. Wasn’t that the perfe

[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.As Lysia gradually regained consciousness, she realized she was lying in an unfamiliar room.Slowly sitting up, she rubbed the aching spot on the back of her neck and took a moment to observe her surroundings. Based on the décor, she could tell that she was still at the same hotel where Jean Moreau’s banquet was being held.Noticing that her clothes were still intact, she wasted no time. Without hesitation, she got up and searched for the door to escape.As she made her way toward the sofa, she accidentally tripped over someone’s leg. Her heart skipped a beat, nearly leaping out of her chest. The dim golden lighting barely illuminated the space, so she crouched down slightly to get a better look at the man sleeping there.The moment she recognized his face, a mix of relief and shock washed over her.“Kyle!” she gasped, immediately shaking him.The air around him was heavy with the scent of alcohol. His