Semua Bab The Surrogate-in-law: The Billionaire CEO's Deception : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Violet, After much discussion, Knox and I decided to attend the engagement party. After giving no reply to Anna, she pretty much used all of our external family, including my mother's family, to convince me to join the party. Those people who barely knew me started sending me messages that were unacceptable. However, when Knox noticed those messages, he decided to attend. After all, not long ago, Anna and the rest of my family celebrated his misery. The Mercedes pulled into the driveway of the Riverwood family house. The entire parking lot that had the capacity to fit thirty cars comfortably seemed to be packed with countless cars. I couldn't help but find it laughable. The entire law enforcement team was trying to get their hands on their secrets, and here they were trying to hold a party with a large number of people. How ironic! "Seems like your family is pulling a trick to save their face and clients," Knox muttered before opening the door for me. "I didn't think about

Violet,Although we wanted to leave as soon as possible, we couldn’t—not with my pretty little mouth stirring trouble and the swarm of desperate guests trying to patch up the mess I’d created with their last-minute damage control.By the time Knox and I were finally ready to leave, my dearest father decided to appear, blocking our way like some self-appointed judge of my crimes, demanding to talk.I almost smiled. Well, wasn’t this a surprise? Years of being the unloved, forgotten daughter had turned me into a spectator of their chaos. And I loved nothing more than watching their carefully built world begin to crumble.Now, Knox and I were seated in my father’s study—a room that once felt like forbidden territory. As a child, I used to sneak in, hoping for even a moment of my father’s attention. I’d sit quietly, pretending to be reading his books, or try to start a conversation that would never last beyond a grunt or a dismissive glance.But he never cared. He never even looked at me

The warmth of the blanket and the faint, soothing sound of pages turning somewhere close by made me stir. My eyelids fluttered open, heavy with the satisfaction of a deep, undisturbed rest. I felt light, as though every ounce of tension had melted away. Whatever aches I had from yesterday were gone, replaced by a pleasant afterglow, like I had indulged in the kind of exercise that left both the body and soul content.For a fleeting second, I imagined Knox holding me, his arm draped around my waist, his steady breathing brushing against my ear. A smile curved my lips as I turned, expecting the empty side of the bed to greet me. But instead, my heart nearly skipped a beat.Knox was there.He was sitting upright, leaning slightly into a pillow, with a casual grace that made my chest tighten. A pair of glasses rested on his nose, framing his sharp features in a way that only amplified his perfection. His hair was slightly tousled, a strand falling over his forehead as he looked down at hi

Knox, I saw that. The look on her face. The look she rarely showed. She was reluctant to see me leaving. And God damn it, I wasn’t happy to leave her side either. Previously, I was ready to go anywhere in the world after being satisfied seeing her as my best friend while hiding the deepest desire to make her mine. But now? No, not even for a single second of my life did I want to stay away from her. She never knew that she was the one I held in my heart as someone holier, someone who could control me like a slave. In front of her, I forgot about my ego, my arrogance—everything, as if she owned my entire existence. Only God knows how much I wanted to live with her forever. "Knox! My child!" Grandma’s weak voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Even in such a crucial time, all I had in mind was her. "You are finally awake. What happened, Grandma? It doesn’t look like you had a heart attack." I held her shaky hand. Although I got the call saying she had a heart attack, it wasn’t tru

Violet,It was the constant beeping sound that woke me up. A thin, metallic rhythm that pressed into my skull, steady and merciless. When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a hospital bed, the sterile smell of antiseptic heavy in the air, the ceiling too white, too bright. Around me stood the very people I trusted most, their faces tense, shadows under their eyes telling me they had not slept.I felt numb, as though my entire body had turned to stone and the only thing still functioning was my mind.Nothing else."Boss!" Mirah’s voice cracked through the suffocating silence.My eyes moved to her slowly. My brain fought to process the scene, to put together the fragments of what was happening. But nothing came. Not even the smallest trace of memory to explain why I was here, surrounded, confined to this bed.I tried to move, to speak, but a sharp pain seared down my spine like a blade of fire. My breath hitched. My body refused to obey me."Please restrain yourself from moving,"