All Chapters of As the Fake Heiress Rose to Power, the CEO Falls Apart: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

Aiden’s face turned red with rage. That shameless woman actually dared to humiliate him in front of so many people.If it hadn’t been for the occasion, he would’ve slapped her right then and there.“Suzy, now’s not the time to act willfully. You made a mistake, and everyone’s doing their best to clean up your mess. Just listen to me this once, alright?” Victor pleaded, looking helpless.“Some people really think they're the prize here. If we weren’t covering for you, who the hell would want to marry you?”“Suzy Walsh, you're not fit for the position. Step down as acting CEO immediately and let someone who actually deserves it take over!”She had truly stirred public anger this time—at least half the room was criticizing and questioning her.Any voices trying to defend her were quickly drowned out.Suzy took it all in.She still had one final card to play—her mother.If Sylvia stepped in, the entire situation could flip in an instant.But she didn’t want her mother to see her in such a

Victor consoled his nephew, "Alright, there must be something fishy going on behind this. I’ll..."He had just started to say he would contact Thomas to find out more when, the next second, his phone rang.His expression flickered as he stepped aside to answer the call. "Mr. Page? I was just about to call you. What’s going on with the contract? Why cancel the termination and renew instead…""That bitch!" Thomas’ voice over the phone was seething with venom. "She set me up! Because of her, my father’s completely disowned me. It’s all her fault... I’m going to kill her!"Victor was startled by his words. "M-Mr. Page, are you alright?""Mr. Zane, I need you to cooperate with me on something..." Whatever Thomas said next made Victor’s expression shift dramatically."You can manage this, can’t you?"Victor hesitated. "But if something goes wrong…""There is no 'if'. I’m not asking. I’m ordering you!"Victor clenched his jaw, then finally nodded. "Alright. I’ll do it."...Back on Suzy’s e

Just as the blade was about to plunge into Thomas’ abdomen, Suzy finally snapped out of her shock.“Stop! If you keep going, he’s going to die!”The man froze. His voice came out low and hoarse, thick with fury. “He deserves to.”He raised the knife again.“Julian…” Suzy called his name, her voice softening into a gentle plea. “My hands… they really hurt. Can you untie me first?”Julian stiffened. The moment she spoke, he let the knife drop and quickly rushed to her side.Only then did he see the deep, raw cuts on her wrists where the rope had torn into her skin.His brows furrowed sharply. Kneeling down, he began untying the knots with trembling, bloodied fingers. His own palm was still bleeding heavily, but he acted as if he felt nothing at all.When the rope finally fell away, he gently cupped her hands in his, looking up at her. “Does it hurt?”Meeting his eyes that only see her as if she was his world, Suzy felt something tighten hard around her chest.Her breath caught. Her nose

Suzy let the two of them in and closed the door behind them. Once they were seated, her expression turned serious.“I just realized something. My company has tight security. There's no way someone could’ve taken me in broad daylight unless an insider opened a private passage and let them in.”Stellar caught on immediately. “You’re thinking it was your stepfather?”“I'm eighty percent sure it was him. The other twenty—Aiden. They must’ve panicked seeing me take control again. So instead of waiting, they used Thomas to try and get rid of me altogether.”As Suzy spoke with calm indifference, a chilling aura radiated from Julian beside her, his entire presence turning icy.“If they dare touch you again, I’ll kill them.”Suzy shot him a sharp look and smacked her lips. “Stop sounding like some mobster. It’s always ‘kill this’ and ‘wipe out that.’ We live in a lawful society. You deal with people using strategy.”Julian immediately shut his mouth, looking like a scolded puppy, pitiful and h

Five minutes later, the fitting room door slid open.Stephen stepped out in a soft beige knit sweater, its loose weave clinging just enough to highlight the lean lines of his waist. The sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing toned, sculpted forearms.Around them, the sales assistants all sucked in quiet, audible breaths of admiration.Stellar stared, utterly entranced, before suddenly waving her hand as if snapping herself out of a trance. “Next one!”Stephen chuckled under his breath, then disappeared back inside.Moments later, he emerged again—this time in a deep navy velvet suit that shimmered subtly under the store’s warm lighting. His collar lay slightly open, the edge of his collarbone just visible.He leaned lazily against the mirror, and with that effortless posture alone, captured every eye in the boutique.Stellar swallowed unconsciously. “Next,” she squeaked again.Stephen, patient as ever, slipped into the third outfit—a white dress shirt with a plunging neckline.