Semua Bab Accidentally His: Contract of Deception : Bab 41 - Bab 50

As few of the staff members surrounded the board meeting table in a discussion at Evans group, Jennifer was rather lost in this discussion as she couldn't help but smile and rethink the events of last night. Unknowingly, she blushed with a soft giggle until Daniel calls out to her. "Are you with us, Jennifer?" He asked, his face stern and curious as to why she was absent minded. Jennifer's attention is brought back to reality as nodded her head immediately, "Yes, yes, please do continue." Daniel wrapped up the meeting as he announced that the Chairman would be taking temporarily leave, making Paul Evans set to fill in until everything returned back to normal. Just as the meeting was adjourned, Jennifer reached out to Daniel on her concern as the staff members are about to leave. "Dan...uhm, manager, I'd like to have a conversation with you in private please." She asked politely as the others exit the room, leaving just both of them. "Please tell me honestly, what's the current s

Ray stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of shorts, his chest bare, as the gentle morning light dawned a warm glow on their bedroom. He moved slowly to Jennifer's side, where she laid under the duvet. With a tender touch, he kissed her neck, his eyes gazing her face as he gently stroke her hair. Jennifer's eyes fluttered open as she gazed up at Ray, her eyes soft and sleepy. Ray's eyes, filled with love and adoration, met hers, and he whispered, "Good morning, sweetheart." Jennifer's cheeks blushed as she smiled. But as she gazed up at Ray, her expression shifted, and a look of embarrassment crossed her face as she covered her face with hands a bit. "I'm so sorry, so sorry about yesterday," she apologized, her voice soft and smooth. "I slept right in the middle of our moment." Her eyes dropped, and she looked away, her cheeks growing even warmer. Ray's expression softened, and he reached out to her. "It's alright," he said, his voice gentle as he continued stroking her hair.

The atmosphere of the burial was heavy and sober as family and mourners gathered around the freshly dug grave. Amidst this grief, Jennifer stood frozen, her gaze fixed on the proceedings, but as the weight of her emotions became too much for her to bear, she turned and stumbled out, her body shaking with constant sobs.Tears began to stream down her cheeks, her eyes red and swollen from all the crying from the past few days. Ray, sensing her current state, followed closely behind, keeping pace with her. He caught up to her and with a gentle yet firm touch, he grasped her into his arms, her head resting directly on his chest. "I've been a bad child, I'm really bad, Ray," she whispered, her voice cracking with pain and regrets. "I should have visited him more often." She wept as she hit her head repeatedly, like she was trying to punish herself. "Why did he do it? Why? Grandfather was such a good man. " she said, her body trembling. Ray's expression was filled with anguish, he didn't

The room was hot with tension as Grace began to prance around, her mind restless. Paul sat at the edge of the bed, lost in thought, his mind consumed by the weight of his father's will. He held a glass of liquor, his grip tightening as he thought about Jennifer's newfound power. "How could he do this?" he muttered to himself, angry and frustrated. "Even if he doesn't love his children, how about his grandchildren? The Evans legacy," Grace complained, her voice raised and laced with disdain. As she spoke, Paul's face twisted with a mixture of anger and desperation. "She will let go of it," he said, his voice low and determined. "I will make sure of that." Grace's eyes locked onto his, her gaze piercing him as she approached him. "We can't threaten her my dear husband, what are you going to say, please let go of everything the chairman willed in your name?," she said, her voice dripping with frustration. "The contract states that except she involves herself in any crime or felony or

Bella's heels clicked on the marbled floor as she walked into the restaurant with a confident look on her face. Paul, who was seated at a table near the window, waved at her with a charming smile as she joined him. "You didn't bring your wife along?" Bella asked, her voice laced with a hint of amusement, as she placed her purse on the table. Paul's expression turned sheepishly, as he chuckled, "Oh, princess, come on. She's your mother." Bella's laughed, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh, please, you both have been stuck to each other like glue!" she teased, her tone playful but with a touch of sarcasm. Paul's smile faltered for a moment, and he leaned in, his voice serious this time. "I'm doing all this for you, Bella. Can't explain it now; the situation is tough." Bella's eyes rolled in skepticism. "If you say so, why have you asked to see me this late at night, then?" she asked. "How's everything going with your husband's preparations to win the shareholders' vote?" Bella's ha