บททั้งหมดของ The Boss I Shouldn't Want, Now My Stepbrother : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

Bridgette's POVThe slow hum of my desktop filled the office as I clicked the save button one last time. My fingers hovered above the keyboard, eyes focused on the tiny emoticon rolling ceaselessly, until the little message of success popped up.With a long sigh, I leaned back into my revolving chair, and sudden relief washed over me.Every file, every draft, every version of the merger documents for the Clarkson and Co. project was backed up, saved, and stored—twice for extra measure—both on my flash drive and in the cloud, and even sent through email, saved and filed away, never to be seen unless something terrible happened.Which it wouldn't. Nothing could go wrong, and if anything did, it wouldn't be on me."Done," I whispered, almost like I was trying to tell myself I'd done enough for the day. But something was holding me back—a fear I couldn't dispel.Maybe it was just simple overthinking on my part, or the need to settle things once and for all with Rhysand. Either way, I want

Bridgette's POVI rushed out of the house with trembling hands, the lunchbox forgotten. My heart pounded louder than ever before against my ribs—I thought it would burst out of my chest.The cab ride was filled with silence and worry, my mind wandering to just where things had gone wrong. I wanted to believe it didn't have to do with the project, but the urgency Jennie had used set me on edge.The moment the car slowed down, I jumped out of the vehicle and rushed toward the revolving doors. The heavy sound of fear and distress lay bare—everywhere was chaos.Around the hall stood people of all levels, murmuring, their expressions a mix of fear and shock. Some stared at their phones waiting for news, others huddled in small groups whispering anxiously.My heart slammed against my ribs. This was worse than I thought. The elevator dinged its arrival, opening to reveal a panicking Tessa."Bridgette!" she called, darting toward me. "Oh my God, where have you been? It's been chaos."I reache

Rhysand's POVA loud sound resonated through the room as Bridgette's palms slammed against the table. She fixed me with a stare. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Warner?" she asked through gritted teeth.I met her glare head-on. "I'm not insinuating anything, but the proof cannot be ignored. All evidence points to you—""And I told you I didn't do it," she snapped, struggling to remain calm. "You've known me for years now. Am I the kind of person to make such a silly mistake?"Her eyes met mine, as though begging me to understand, but I looked away, not willing to meet her gaze. My tone was cold."I don't know about that, Ms. Hayes. Are you?"Bridgette gasped at the coldness in my tone and stumbled back into her chair, all the pent-up rage snuffing out of her."You... you don't mean that," she whispered, hurt filling her words. "You can't."I looked away for the second time. I didn't know what to believe.A throat cleared and another director spoke up, despite the tension between us. "I

Elias’ POVIt was finally happening. All of my sleepless nights, the cold sweats, the tongue biting, teeth chattering fear were finally coming to an end. All thanks to one man. Rhysand Warner.His steady downfall was sweeter than I ever thought it would be. The moment all the information for the merger had been sent to me, I couldn't believe my eyes. It had been too easy almost like taking candy from a baby. Who would have thought it would happen so swiftly, like falling bricks all because he trusted the wrong person. And to make things better, it would never be traced to me.This was a win for the books, one in a million. Now my name would forever stand alone, there would be no one to share in the limelight. Everyone would see Rhysand for what he is, a failure. A nepo baby who couldn't take care of the blessings he'd been given and I couldn't wait to let him know how pathetic he was.Our contracts have been proved null as was the original plan, the company lawyers had filed toward

Rhysand's POV"Rhysand... please wait..."Bridgette gasped, trying to match my long strides with her much shorter ones. My annoyance was growing with every single step. I had no one to blame but myself for this scene.After I had ordered her out of my office, Rosa had walked in on me mid-destruction and forced me to head for the infirmary.The doctor had been worried about my wounds, and even more so at my complete lack of remorse.After bandaging my wounds and a much-needed talking-to, he'd let me be on my way, only to find Bridgette waiting for me."Leave me alone, Bridgette!" I snapped without even turning around. "I'm not in the mood for this right now."Still too angry to care about her feelings."Please, Rhysand," she pleaded. "You have to listen to me... let's hash this all out...""There's nothing to talk about," I snapped, throwing her a caustic glare. "I know everything I need to know.""But I haven't said anything at all," she cried. "You won't even let me explain.""I don'