All Chapters of CEO's Forbidden Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jeff walked into his grandfather’s office only to find him and Olivia laughing like old friends over an inside joke. Olivia turned the moment she saw him, walking straight into his arms.“I missed you, my love,” she said, hugging him tightly. “I was just telling Grandpa how much fun we had in Miami. We should do this more often, my love.”Grandpa chuckled. “My grandson is a perfect gentleman. I made sure of that. I’ll leave you two lovebirds to enjoy your time. And Jeff, remember, eyes on the goal.” He winked and whispered into his ear before walking out, leaving the door slightly open.Jeff didn’t waste time. “What are you up to? What lies are you feeding my grandfather?”Olivia leaned against the desk with a sly smile. “Lies? Come on, my darling. I was just telling him how much of a good man you are. How you adore me, how you worship me, the feet I walk on, how you…”“Stop the madness,” Jeff snapped, cutting her off. “He’s not here. You might as well drop the pretense.”She climbed

She drove through the empty streets until she reached an old, worn-out building tucked between newer shops. The sign above had faded, but the name of the library is still fresh in her memory. She stepped out of her car and stood still, staring at it. The place looked tired, forgotten, but to her, it was alive with memories.“You loved it here,” she murmured to no one in particular. Her voice was soft, filled with emotion. “I used to follow you here, pretending I liked reading, so that I could sit across from you and watch you concentrate. You always looked so serious, and somehow, even more handsome.”“I remember how we hid behind those books and you stole a few kisses which had me giggling like a child, it feels like yesterday, and now…you are gone, my love.”She closed her eyes for a second, breathing in the scent of aged paper and dust that still lingered in the air around the place.“I miss you every single day. If you were still here, maybe our lives would be different. Maybe the

Samson stared at the paper in disbelief. "What is it? Why are you behaving like a chicken?" he snapped, snatching the result from his trembling hands.His eyes scanned the words on the page. “How is that possible?” he muttered. “Negative?”He looked from the test result back to Samson, hoping, just maybe, it would somehow rewrite itself.“You said she told you on her sickbed that Jeff is your son. Leina could be a lot of things, but not a liar. What would she even gain from telling you that if it wasn’t true?”Samson remained quiet. He couldn’t speak. The result had knocked the wind out of him. It felt like everything he thought he knew had been stripped away. His mind was spiraling. Nothing made sense anymore. The world seemed like it had shifted beneath his feet.Morris shook his head and said, “We’ll go to another hospital. Redo the test. There’s probably some mistake.”Samson snapped out of his daze and met his brother’s eyes. “You and I both know this hospital wouldn’t risk such

Lizzy blinked fast, trying to brush away the meaning behind her own words. "I mean, we’ll get jealous, Jayden and I. She might take all the attention away from us." She chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the side of her arm. Even she didn’t know why she said that, and the excuse sounded sillier the more she replayed it in her mind. "I’ll see you later," she added in a rush, snatching her bag from the couch. She hurried out before she embarrassed herself further. *******************8 Amaya stood in front of Jeff’s office, fingers twitching at her side. The last time she was here, things hadn’t turned so cold between them. But today, the atmosphere around her felt different. Her chest was heavy with the uncertainty of what lay beyond that door. Still, she knocked gently on the glass and walked in without waiting. "Hey… I was close by and decided to check on you," she said softly. "I came with food." She placed the basket gently on his table. Jeff looked up, and for a moment, he didn’t se

The floor felt stiff beneath his shoes. Jeff’s knees faltered slightly, but he forced himself to stay steady. He looked into Olivia’s eyes, hoping she’d laugh and take back the tiny velvet box she had handed to him, and say it was all a prank. But her face didn’t flinch. No mischief danced in her eyes, no hesitation either. Just quiet anticipation. With his right knee slowly finding the ground, Jeff lowered himself, his hand slightly trembling. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed people stopping, their attention drawn to him. The soft click of phone cameras started. A whisper rolled across the gallery space. Olivia’s eyes glittered as she placed the small box in his palm. Tim noticed the sweet chaos in the gallery and turned quickly to Angelie, who was standing beside him, stiff as a statue. He saw her lips part slightly, her breathing irregular. Her purse was tightly held in one hand. He gently pulled her closer. "Let’s go home," he whispered, trying not to let his voice shake.