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Chapter 102Isabella's POV"But why did you want to join your husband's company all of a sudden?" I asked Sophie as we sat at my restaurant. The soft morning light filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on the table where we were seated.Sophie, cradling Jane in her arms as she started breastfeeding her, looking thoughtful. "If you see the female employees that came to congratulate us... no, no, I can't cope with that. Especially one that is new—Celine, with all the curvy shape." She sighed, her eyes slightly narrowing as she adjusted her hold on Jane."But you are just a newly wedded couples. Your husband obviously still has eyes for you, so you need not be afraid," I reassured her, trying to ease her worries. "I know, I trust Julian, but I can't trust his female employees. What if they try to seduce him, especially that Celine? She's freaking curvy. Like... really really curvy. If it's not that i don't want to make it sound somehow, i would have said it's artificial. Lik

Chapter 104 Sophie’s POV "Sophie, do you have to go and start working in your husband's office?" my dad asked as they settled in on the sofa. My gaze fell on Isabella. That sly fox. "Yeah, I just want to stop being idle at home and at least make a living and not depend on my husband on my husband entirely." I said. "As if he complained." Isabella muttered, and I shot her a death glare. I am going to deal with her later, I can't believe she went to tell my parents. The visit today was supposed to be a normal visit, but now I was going to get lectured for the rest of the day. "No, Bella said you have other reasons; she said you were afraid your husband's female employees would snatch away your husband from you, especially one called...Serene or..." my mom said. "Celine, mom." Isabella completed. That roach. I'm so going to deal with her. Snitch. "Yeah, Celine." my mom said. "It's not like that, mom. I'm just being conscious." I defended. "No, she isn't. She describ

Chapter 106 Sophie’s POV "It's late already. We'll get going now." my mom said, rising from her seat. She handed Jason over to me, his sleepy eyes fluttering open as I cradled him in my arms. Dad followed suit, passing Jane to Julian, who received her with a careful grace, his expression softening as he looked down at her. "Are you leaving because I'm here?" Julian asked. "No, no, no, my son. We've been planning on leaving for a while now, but it just coincides with the time you got back." my dad replied, his hand on Julian's shoulder. "Yesh, we just came to keep your wife company." Isabella said. "Yeah, I noticed you've been missing work these days—flirting around. Is that true?" Julian asked, a teasing tone lacing his words as he raised an eyebrow at Isabella. "Well...I do as i please. No one can tell me what to do." Isabella replied, sticking out her tongue in playful defiance. "Hubby, I have gist for you regarding Izzy," I interjected, eager to stir the pot a

Chapter 108 Julian's POV "Good morning, sir," my employees greeted as I stepped into my workplace. "Yeah." I replied, nodding in acknowledgement and scanning the room. "Celine is not here again?" "Yes, sir," Sandra confirmed. "And have you tried reaching her? It's been two days already that she's been AWOL," I pressed. "Yes, we have, but her number is switched off," Athena interjected, her brow furrowing slightly. "Does any of you know her home address?" I asked. "No, she doesn't speak much about herself," Sandra said, glancing at the floor as if it held answers. "Okay, okay," I said. I walked into my office, my mind racing with thoughts. Why had Celine been absent for two days? She wasn’t the type to suddenly abandon her job, at least not in the short time I had known her. Could it be that she left because I complained about her clothes? Should I have kept quiet? But this is a workplace. I can’t just ignore inappropriate attire. It looked seductive, even if she didn’t inten

Chapter 110 Victoria's POV I waited for what seemed like an hour, crouched in absolute silence. My body trembled with adrenaline, each second stretching into eternity. Finally, when I was sure the monster had moved far enough, I scrambled to my feet. Every muscle in my body protested as I stood, sore. I grabbed my clothes from the floor, yanking them on with trembling hands. Fear clouded my thoughts, but one thing was crystal clear: I had to get out of here. Now. The window caught my eye. It was my only way out. I ran to it and yanked at the frame with all my strength, but it wouldn’t budge. A pang of desperation shot through me as I tried again and again. Sealed shut. “Come on, come on!” I whispered frantically, my voice barely audible. My gaze darted around the room until it landed on a heavy lamp on the bedside table. Without a second thought, I grabbed it, the weight almost too much for my exhausted arms. My heart thundered as I lifted it over my head. With a deep brea