Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy!: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The Saturday market was bustling when Shauna pulled into the lot, the late afternoon sun catching on the polished hood of her sedan. She stepped out, adjusting the strap of her handbag on her shoulder. She loved these little trips, of course grocery shopping wasn’t glamorous, but it was a fun part of the week for her.She could pick out her own produce, haggle politely over flowers, and know dinner would be just as she planned it.She was recognizable, of course.Being Holland Flanagan’s wife, and being such influential people with their Foundation, and being on the news several times, meant people whispered when she passed, heads turning as she leaned over a table of tomatoes or compared cuts of meat.But even though she had every reason to be a proud woman, Shauna had a way of smiling that put people at ease, as if she wasn’t someone living in one of the city’s largest homes but just another woman running her errands. She waved off a vendor who tried to overstuff her basket, teasing

The Sunday afternoon sunlight filtered lazily through the curtains, casting soft bands of color across the coffee table where their untouched cups of tea had long gone cold.Reid was leaning back on the couch with a book in hand, the kind he skimmed more than read, while Raees sat across from him, legs laid on his own thighs, watching him far more intently than she did the muted television in the background, the novel she’d been reading a couple minutes ago set aside.“Can you guess what’s bugging me?” she asked suddenly.Reid lowered the book a little, one brow arched as turned to face her. “You mean right this second?”“Yes.”He studied her for a moment, the faint smirk never quite forming. “Hm. That I ate the last piece of cake last night without offering you any? You were the one who gave it to me though.”Raees shook her head with a tiny smile. “No, try again.”“That I haven’t built the shelf you’ve been side-eyeing for weeks?”Her lips curved, but only slightly. “No, but glad to

The next morning came pretty fast, another Monday, another day of work and putting even more effort at unraveling the secrets behind the detainment, framing and eventual deaths of Shawna and Holland Flanagan. As she sat at her desk, she reviewed the notes she and Reid had pieced together the night before, the missing points such as the checkpoints and how they had not been found until the second one and different things that just did not add up with the timestamp of the framing.A knock came at the glass door. Her secretary, Evelyn, poked her head in, tablet in hand. “Ma’am,” she said carefully, “the… guest you requested yesterday to pay you a compulsory visit has just arrived. He’s waiting in the lounge. Should I let him in now or ask him to wait just a little bit more?”Raees closed the folder slowly, not forgetting to insert a pen into where she just stopped, her expression mildly unreadable. “Bring him in, while he’s here, keep other visitors out, no matter how urgent, and have th

The tension shattered when Reid’s office door opened due to the commotion just outside the office. He stepped out, sharp in his dark shirt, eyes narrowing at the sight of Nathaniel holding his face, Raees standing firm before him, apparently the one who has just slapped him while George just stands to the side, looking a bit guilty.“What’s going on here?” Reid’s voice cut clean, looking over at Raees, his eyes slowly doing a once over of her face and body to check if she’s fine.Nathaniel rounded on him immediately. “Your little fiancée just assaulted me in front of your employees. You’ve let your personal life poison your professional judgment, Reid. You’re making the wrong enemies—”“Apologize.”The word came from Reid, coldly, without letting him finish the demeaning sentence he was just about to complete.Nathaniel blinked, shocked. “Excuse me?”“Apologize to her,” Reid repeated, his tone leaving no room for an argument. “I don’t know what you have done but you do not talk to my

Shortly after Rina returns with the properly marked documents, “Income looks consistent on most of these so I guess that’s not where we will find the issues. Expenses are where the little liars hide.”She flipped to the quarterly breakdowns just like the duo had confirmed before, her eyes narrowing as she went through every line and every expense, until she comes to a stop on a particular line. “Here. Look at this, it says three million marked as ‘consultancy fees.’ Do you see a name attached?”Rina leaned in. “No vendor listed. Just a vague code number.”“Exactly.” Cecelia made a small tick with her pen. “Quarter one. Consultamcy fees? How very uncreative of whoever who created that one is.”They turned pages quickly now that they know what they are after, and what they are following.“There again,” Cecelia muttered. “Quarter two. Another three million. Same handwriting, same signature, no name for the receiver of the money either.”Rina frowned. “That’s… too clean to be an error. No