บททั้งหมดของ My Contracted Husband, The Heartless CEO has Amnesia?!: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Chapter 91: DebriefingXENOIS"The police found him eventually," Dmitri continued. "Got him to an ambulance, but we couldn't go to just any hospital. Ramon Reyes has connections everywhere. So we brought him here, used your name to secure the entire floor.""And it worked," I said, looking around at the security measures. "This is incredible. How long have we had this kind of access?"Dmitri gave me an odd look. "Xenois, you established these protocols years ago. Any time there's a security threat, we can activate full lockdown at any of the three hospitals you have contracts with. Presbyterian Elite is the closest to downtown, so we brought him here."I tried to absorb this information. The old me had apparently built an entire infrastructure for exactly this kind of emergency. It made sense, given our wealth and the potential for kidnapping or other threats, but the comprehensiveness of it was staggering."The shooters got away?" I asked."For now," Sloane said grimly. "But the pol

Chapter 93CELESTE"I know," I said carefully. "We were actually at the hospital last night. The boy—Tommy—he's connected to us. Dmitri and Sloane have been protecting him.""Connected how?" Miranda demanded. "Celeste, what's going on? David got a call last night from some FBI agent asking questions about whether we'd seen anything suspicious at the school yesterday, whether anyone seemed to be watching the Kingston family specifically—""What?" I sat up straighter, anxiety spiking. "They think someone was watching us?""They're just being thorough, apparently," Miranda said, though she didn't sound convinced. "Looking at all angles. But Celeste, if there are cartel members looking for people connected to your family, you need to tell me. Kyle and Amber were with you and your boys all day yesterday. If there's danger—""I don't think you're in danger," I said quickly, though I wasn't entirely certain. "Tommy's situation is specific. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, witness

Chapter 95XENOISAfter about twenty minutes of watching the boys enthusiastically explain every book, game, and art supply they'd brought, I caught Dmitri's eye and tilted my head toward the suite's main room. He nodded subtly, and Sloane picked up on the signal as well."Hey, Celeste?" I said quietly, touching her shoulder. "Can you stay with the boys for a bit? We need to talk strategy."She looked up at me, understanding immediately that this was business we didn't want the children overhearing. "Of course. Take your time."I leaned down and kissed the top of her head—still getting used to these casual displays of affection but finding I liked them—before following Dmitri and Sloane out into the main suite. We moved to the far corner, near the windows with the blackout curtains still drawn, putting as much distance as possible between us and the bedroom where Tommy and the boys were talking."So," I said quietly, crossing my arms. "Give me the full picture. What's really going on?

Chapter 97XENOIS"But our first priority is keeping you all alive," Sloane added. "And right now, that means reminding the underground why the Kingston name used to inspire fear. Once that's established, once the immediate threats are neutralized, you can go back to being the better version of yourself.""You're assuming I can just switch it on and off like that," I said. "What if going back to that mindset, even temporarily, changes me permanently? What if I can't find my way back?""Then we'll help you," Dmitri said firmly. "That's what we're here for. We're not just your business partners, Xenois. We're your friends. We want you to have a real life with your family, to be happy. But we also want you all to survive long enough to enjoy that life."I stood there, weighing everything they'd said against my own fears and desires. Part of me wanted to refuse, to insist there had to be another way, to maintain this new version of myself that I'd been carefully building over the past few

Chapter 99XENOISThe car ride to the Obsidian Club was unlike any business meeting I'd attended since the accident. Dmitri and Sloane sat across from me in the back of the armored SUV, tablets and files spread between us, their expressions serious and focused."We need to brief you on who you're going to encounter," Dmitri said, pulling up a series of photographs on his tablet. "These are the major players who will likely be at the club tonight. People you've dealt with before, people who are watching to see if you're still the same Xenois Kingston they remember."The first photo showed a man in his fifties with silver hair and a sharp suit. "Viktor Kozlov," Dmitri continued. "Russian arms dealer, specializes in Eastern European military surplus. You've had business dealings with him for years—mostly information trading. He respects power and despises weakness. When you see him, you need to be confident, almost aggressive. He responds to dominance.""Got it," I said, studying the fac