All Chapters of The Ruthless CEO'S Chosen Wife : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

The night’s chill clung to Michelle, even after leaving the warehouse. Safe in the penthouse, wrapped in soft clothes and holding her twins, the uneasy feeling wouldn’t go away. The quiet seemed too loud, and the calm too misleading. Raymond had shut the blackout curtains tightly and put a trusted security team around the building. He wasn’t taking any chances, not after what they had discovered. Sitting on the sofa, Michelle gently rocked the twins, her mind racing. She watched Raymond pace the living room, his tension visible as he held his phone. The buzzing phone stopped Raymond. Michelle looked up, worry in her eyes. Who is it? she asked softly. Raymond checked the screen. Damian. He paused before picking up. Raymond, Damian’s voice was urgent. Listen, I just left a confidential meeting. The Ashfords are moving things behind the scenes. They’ve been meeting quietly, shifting stock. Something big is coming. Raymond’s jaw tightened. Are they backing Calvin? “Worse,” Damian explain

The room was quiet, except for the gentle sound of pages turning. Michelle sat in a comfortable chair in her study, while the twins were asleep in their room. A small lamp on the desk cast a warm light over an open folder that belonged to Roxanne, looking like it held secrets. Michelle's hands shook slightly as she read. There were names, numbers, offshore bank accounts, and companies that seemed fake—pretending to be energy or media firms. It all suggested something larger than just taking over a company. Calvin wasn't only interested in Hawthorne Enterprises. He was trying to create something far greater. Michelle’s heart raced when she saw the name Trevino Group circled in red. It was a company she vaguely remembered Raymond mentioning weeks ago. They had been interested in a Hawthorne contract but had suddenly pulled out. It hadn't seemed important at the time. Now, Michelle wondered if they backed out because Calvin had given them what they wanted. Feeling overwhelmed, Michelle

The second meeting with Eleanor and Calvin took place just under two days after the first one, but this time, the atmosphere was much more tense and charged. The location was different, too. Gone were the large fireplace and the grand estate decorations. Now, they met in a modern, private boardroom on the top floor of Hawthorne Enterprises' skyscraper. The glass walls offered a stunning view of New York City, but inside the room, the mood was stormy. Raymond sat at the head of the table, with Michelle seated beside him, her hands tightly folded in her lap. Across from them, Eleanor looked composed and in control, dressed in a neat silk blouse tucked into her skirt, her hair styled in a polished bun. Calvin lounged next to her in his tailored suit, exuding the confidence of someone who believed he had already won. Eleanor spoke first, her voice clear and firm, tapping a slender finger on the folder in front of her. I assume you've gone through the quarterly reports, she said. The fig

Victor entered Raymond's office, and the sound of his footsteps echoed softly on the polished floor. The tension was thick in the room, almost as if you could touch it. Victor carried crucial information that could either protect or destroy everything they had built together. I've found more evidence, Victor said, wasting no time. He handed Raymond another flash drive. This isn't just about financial trails anymore. There are letters, coded messages about secret meetings, and a specific money transfer to a shell company linked to Wexler Holdings. Raymond took the drive, his jaw set tightly. Wexler, he murmured. So, Millie was telling the truth after all..Victor raised an eyebrow in surprise. Millie?.Michelle just got off the phone with her,.Raymond explained, dropping into his chair. Millie said she saw Calvin handing over documents to someone from Wexler at a party. Victor crossed his arms. That makes it more than just a coincidence. Calvin is playing both sides. He's trying to te

The boardroom was filled with quiet chatter. Important people were present: decision-makers, top executives, and legal advisors, all chosen by Raymond. Behind him, the large windows showed the city glowing in the morning sun, but inside, the mood was tense. Calvin sat stiffly at the table's end, his eyes quickly moving between faces, gauging who he could trust. Eleanor sat beside him, looking calm but clearly stressed. They both seemed aware that their time was running out. Raymond stood at the table's head, tall and composed. Victor was next to him, and Amelia Tate sat on his left. In front of him lay a thick, unopened folder..Thank you for coming, Raymond began, his voice steady and strong. This meeting isn't just about numbers or goals. It's about truth and accountability. He opened the folder and slid some papers across the table. Amelia picked them up and began passing them around. These are reports, witness statements, and financial records from the last six months, Raymond ex