Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married On Paper: My Ruthless Boss is My Billionaire Husband: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Christopher's POV“No one has gathered information about the drug shipment to Japan yet. However, the ship in question is reported to be stopping in several Asian countries over the next week,” a dark-skinned man seated at the far end of the table reported in a firm voice.The room around us was engulfed in an eerie silence, shrouded in darkness. A rectangular table with chairs on either side was the sole furnishing. Men in black uniforms occupied every seat, their eyes sharp and vigilant—the secret leaders of the clan.I knew they were all armed with high-speed rifles capable of stopping a heartbeat in fractions of a second. These weapons weren’t just for show; they were for protection in case this secret meeting didn’t go as planned. No one here could fully trust their allies—or their enemies.“DX1,” I raised my finger, signaling him.Dexon nodded and displayed something on his tablet. “Based on what I found, the ship unloaded 12 tons of drugs in Thailand, which wasn’t mentioned in

Cassandra's POVFlashback 15 Years AgoI didn’t know how long I had been crying after a group of men carried me into a car and tied my hands with a rope. My wrists hurt, and my breathing felt labored because they had restrained me so tightly. They tossed me into the trunk in an uncomfortable position. My head was wedged against the backseat while my legs dangled over the car’s edge, and I couldn’t move at all.The car hit potholes and uneven roads occasionally, making my head bump against the surfaces. It was excruciating, and I hated every moment of this.“Are you guys insane? This girl is too young, damn it! She might die if we torture her,” one of them said.The car stopped, and suddenly, someone opened the trunk.I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear a man’s voice.“This girl is very pretty. We shouldn’t torture her, and if her family refuses to pay, we can sell her to a wealthy family. They’ll love a green-eyed blonde like her.”“Yeah, but you’re treating her like an animal.

Cassandra’s POV“Yes, Franco? I’m still at work and can’t talk for long,” I answered Franco’s call after asking Mr. Alexavier for permission to use the restroom.I couldn’t believe that just last night, I had confidently told him I never used my personal phone during work hours, yet here I was, breaking my own rule.This wasn’t entirely my fault. Franco had called me more than six times, and I started to worry something might have happened to him, given his reckless nature.“Are you at your office?” Franco asked.“No, I’m—”“Where are you?” he interrupted, sounding rushed, which made me frown.“I’m not at the office, but I’m working. My boss and I are inspecting a cruise to launch next week. I’m busy now. Are you okay?”“I should be the one asking that, Cassie. You’re worrying me,” he replied quickly.Great. Franco was acting weird.“Can you send me your location? Live location,” he emphasized.“Are you okay? This isn’t like you.”“Just send me your live location now,” Franco said imp

Cassandra's POVI wasn’t sure how long I had been standing idly in the middle of the party. The noise, the lights, and the luxurious atmosphere eventually began to tire me out. Deciding that I needed a break, I headed toward the hallway lined with dozens—perhaps hundreds—of guest rooms. The cruise provided rooms for each attendee, and while most of them would probably return to their rooms only after midnight, I had had enough.I suddenly remembered that I had left my phone in my bag, which I’d handed over to the staff in charge of delivering luggage to the rooms. I figured it might help alleviate my boredom if I fetched my phone.“Make sure they can’t find any trace of his identity. Even if they manage to uncover something, you’ll take care of it.”I slowed my pace as I recognized a voice nearby.Walking cautiously, I turned a corner and found Mr. Alexavier standing to my right. He was in conversation with a man whose back was to me, obscuring his face. Thankfully, my slowed steps sa

Cassandra’s POVFlashback 15 Years Ago“I want more bread!”I lifted my head when I heard a young boy shouting at the woman behind the table, which had soup and bread laid out.“Shut your mouth, or do you want me to call one of them!” the woman shouted.“But you only gave me one bread, while you gave two to the others.”“They were in line first. If you want two pieces of bread, then make sure you get in line first. Can’t you see that I barely have any left?”I glanced at the basket of bread and saw there were only three pieces left. If I counted the boy and the girl in front of me, the three of us would each get one piece.I was already full enough with one piece of bread and a bowl of soup. But maybe others didn’t think the same way. Especially the boy, who had a bigger build than me, so I was sure he needed more food to sustain his body.“Then next time, you should make more bread so there’s enough for everyone!” He still refused to back down.I glanced toward a man who was watching