บททั้งหมดของ Divorce To Marry A CEO : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The next morning was suffocating. Alexander’s men moved like shadows, their movements precise and purposeful. Sophia felt like an intruder in her own home, their silent vigilance a constant reminder of the danger outside. She tried to distract herself, but her mind kept returning to Alexander. Where was he? Was he okay? Her phone buzzed, pulling her from her thoughts. She snatched it up, relief flooding her when she saw his name. “I’m okay. Stay put. It’s happening.” Those few words made her chest tighten. It’s happening. The confrontation they’d been bracing for was unfolding, and all she could do was wait. Hours later, her phone buzzed again. But this time, it wasn’t Alexander. The number was unfamiliar. “Hello?” she answered, her voice cautious. “Miss. Blackwell,” a deep voice drawled, sending a chill down her spine. Her fingers gripped the phone tighter. “Who is this?” She asked ev

“They’ve been located,” the man reported, his voice steady but serious. “Madam Catherine and Mr. Ethan are safe. They were held at a warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Our team is already on site and has secured the area.” Relief washed over Sophia like a tidal wave, leaving her momentarily breathless. Her knees threatened to give way, and she clung to Alexander’s arm for support. “Safe,” she whispered, the word a fragile lifeline in the swirling storm of her emotions. She was really worried. Alexander tightened his hold on her hand, grounding her. “We’ll go to them,” he said softly, though there was a hard edge to his tone, a promise of retribution lurking beneath the surface. “Gerald’s actions won’t go unanswered.” “When?” Sophia asked, her voice trembling despite her efforts to appear composed. “When can I see them?” Alexander exchanged a glance with his man, who nodded in understanding. "Now," Alexander assured her, his eyes

“Any objection?” Alexander asked, staring daggers at the people around him, sending shivers down their spines.The room grew quieter, the air thick with unspoken fears. The executives exchanged uneasy glances, the weight of his words pressing down on them. Some had already begun to distance themselves from Gerald, but the evidence of their loyalty to him couldn't be overlooked.An older board member, Mr. Carlisle, cleared his throat, his voice a brittle echo in the stillness. Mr. Carlisle had been with the company since the days of Alexander’s grandfather. His loyalty was not just to the Evans name but to the legacy he believed Gerald had preserved, albeit through questionable means.“You can't do this, Alexander,” he said, his voice tinged with both desperation and defiance. “We've been with this company for a long time, and most of us worked with your grandfather. Gerald may have had his faults, but he kept certain deals afloat. If you force us

Alexander's expression softened, the tension in his chest easing at the mention of Sophia. “I’ll bring her soon, grandma. I think you’ll love her.” Mrs. Evans gave him a knowing look. “Of course I will. If she’s captured your heart, then she must be someone special.” As he spoke with his grandmother, his thoughts wandered to the rest of the family. The Evans residence stood as a testament to their legacy, a sprawling estate with ivy-covered walls and meticulously kept gardens that had seen generations of the family come and go. It was a place of grandeur but also of sorrow, a silent witness to the triumphs and tragedies that had shaped the Evans name. His father, Thomas Evans, had never been much involved in the family business. In fact, Thomas had always been content to live off the family wealth, enjoying the luxuries that came with being an Evans without the responsibility. He was a kind man, but business simply wasn’t his forte. It had been Alexander’s mother who had taken th

Alexander had held his desires for long and tonight was the perfect time. He was ready to go all out but as things got serious, their sweet moment was interrupted by the phone on the nightstand ringing loud. It was his phone and he regretted not turning it off.He froze, the sudden noise pulling him away from the warmth of the moment. His muscles tensed his frustration showing on his face. He let his forehead rest against Sophia’s for a brief moment, trying to ignore the phone’s persistence, but it was impossible to block it out.“Leave it,” he muttered against her lips, his voice a low rasp, filled with the tension of wanting more but also knowing the call might be important.Sophia, with her breath still shaky from the intensity of their closeness, gently touched his cheek, her thumb brushing against his skin with an almost calming effect.“Answer it first, It might be important.” She whispered softly, her tone laced with concern.Alexander let out a deep sigh, clearly not pleased w