บททั้งหมดของ The contract marriage: falling for a billionaire again: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Chapter 101Jason's POVMy heart was deeply hurt as I gave Michael a reassuring look. I couldn't imagine a day when Michael would spend a night in custody. "I'll bring you out of here, I promise," I said to him. "Find Freya" were the only words he told me, and I nodded my head firmly. I couldn't give him a long, lasting stare; there was no way Michael would be guilty of Bella's death, an event that had left him traumatized for five years. I already knew Ambrose had a lot of evidence to make Michael appear guilty, but then, I'll do everything I can to make sure Michael's legal team works hard."Mr. Michael Smith." I turned around immediately as I saw Miss Natasha Choi, Michael's own lawyer, who was prominent for winning many cases. "How's he holding up, Mr. Jason?" she asked, walking towards me as I took a deep breath. "He's been framed. Please, do everything to reveal the truth," I begged, as she nodded, moving over to Michael, whose face had been down. "Michael, your lawyer is her

Chapter 103Michael's POV"Mr. Smith, get in the car; we have no time left to spare," the cop said to me as he opened the car door for me to enter. I took a deep breath, feeling embarrassment and shame wash over me. I never thought a day would come when I'd ride in a car like this – a police car, no less."What are you waiting for? Get in," the cop repeated as I did, trying my best not to rumple my suit. Jason had brought me a new pair of suit and made sure I looked presentable. I began to say a quiet prayer deep inside of me, hoping everyone who had promised to give their testimony would show up. My heart began to beat faster as I thought of Emma. I'd hoped she would stay true to her words; she had already received the money – a huge amount that would probably go a long way if invested wisely. But then, if it required payment to speak about everything that had happened on that fateful night, I'd pay the same amount over and over again............."Mr. Michael, do you have anything

Chapter 105Freya's POVMy heart kept bleeding as I sighted Michael from afar, accompanied by a court officer. "We should go talk to him, Freya. The court rules don't go against it. We just need to ask how well he's holding up, nothing about the witness case," Jason said to me softly, as I nodded my head. "Let's go," I said, with each walking step closer to him making the knot in my chest tighter.As we got closer to him, the court official made a gesture showing he was ready to stop him from interacting with us. "Please, it won't take long," I pleaded. "Nothing must disrupt the witness process. I can't leave you two with him. I can't break court conduct," he said, as I closed my eyes for a moment, biting my lips."Hey, Michael," I called, not minding what the court officer was saying. All that mattered to me was getting Michael out of here; I didn't mind doing anything. Anything at all; just to make sure Michael was safe. "Hey, ugly Freya. You're still so ugly," Michael teased, reve

Chapter 107Freya's POVI had successfully maneuvered myself into the gate, unnoticed. Somehow, the staff uniform I had disguised myself in somehow managed to fit. I made sure to follow all of Raymond's instructions as I somehow found my way to the secret door. I never had any idea that a secret passage existed in Ambrose's home. After my mission, I was going to use the opportunity to see what lay in Ambrose's secret room."Go in, watch that boy, and don't ever let him out of your sight," one of the domestic workers said to another as I hid perfectly behind a wall, trying my best not to reveal myself. I exhaled after holding my breath for a while. I could see three surveillance cameras from where I was, but I needed to do something to distract their attention. And then, I remembered the fire alarm."Oh, shit!" I muttered, hitting a piece of metal, which perhaps caught the attention of Julia, Waylen's nanny, as she paused, heading towards the direction where I had hidden. "Dear Lord,

Chapter 109Freya's POVI've spent twenty minutes hiding from the domestic workers. I knew I had no time left, as Ambrose would return anytime soon. "The boss will be here in a few moments, come on out. I know you're in here," one of the workers asked in a deep baritone voice.I placed my palm over my mouth, trying not to shout. My petite frame was already tired from the little space behind the picture frame in which I had squeezed myself."Adams, there's something in my room," I could hear Waylen's voice from outside. I closed my eyes deeply. I didn't want my boy to be implicated."I'll be there right now. Probably the intruder had hidden there." I could hear the sound of his voice fading, and not long after, the door was locked from behind.I took a deep breath as I got out of my hiding place. "Fuck! The damn door is locked. How do I get out of here?" I asked, exhausted, as my throat became dry. I gulped down the large quantity of the water water I had brought along.Raymond had to