All Chapters of Beneath the Broken Vows: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Vivian gripped her phone firmly, her thumb poised above Ronan's contact. She hit the dial button once more, yet the call did not connect. A soft growl emitted from her throat. Why didn't he respond? Her wolf stirred inside her, uneasy and agitated. The night stretched on, teeming with thoughts that gnawed at her mind like uneasy shadows. The papers she discovered by Andrew as he slept indicated that Blackwood Enterprises was struggling, and Andrew had hidden it from her. Dawn broke, but the storm inside her refused to settle.Andrew came close to his wife to give her a morning kiss, but Vivian pulled herself away from him. Andrew couldn't believe what she did. "Vivian? What's the matter? Andrew asked.She folded her arms, her bright eyes keen. "Nothing. Only that I'm not in the mood." He breathed out, his wolf stiffening in response to the strain. "I can tell when something is off." "Speak to me." Vivian paused. Facing her husband in this manner was challenging, yet the burden of

Ethan's face hardened with his light veins showing on his face when he observed the slight change in Amelia's face. Amelia felt a slight flush on her cheeks from her mother's comments about them reuniting and eventually tying the knot. He understood her well enough to feel that she could be embarrassed, so he promptly intervened. "Mom," Ethan remarked, his tone calm yet cheerful, "Amelia was dating a guy named Wilson before she traveled out of this city three years ago. I'm confident at this point that they should have taken their relationship to the next level, probably planning to get married now." He looked at Amelia, providing her with a simple escape from the uncomfortable situation. However, Amelia chose to smile instead of nodding in agreement with what Ethan said. It was a delicate smile, laced with understanding and unsaid words.Sadie reacted immediately. The glow of her friendliness dimmed, if only for a moment, her keen eyes fixating on Amelia as though assessing her re

Vivian lifted her hand as she massaged her two cheeks, a grin playing on her lips as Lancelot's words resonated in her thoughts. His arrogance always continued to entertain her. The sheer audacity and unwavering confidence he always displayed when speaking to her.Vivian was familiar with Lancelot enough to recognize that he rarely gave in, but on this occasion, he was pursuing an unattainable dream. "Eliminate the concept," she declared, her tone infused with command, her dominant energy quietly permeating the space. "You're wasting your time if you believe you can convince me." "Andrew is my mate and my husband." "You wouldn't stop to analyze me with your stubbornness, Vivian." He said in a low voice with a smile while resting his glass on her desk with measured calm. "However, Vivian, do you truly believe that your connection with Andrew is unbreakable?" Vivian's wolf tensed at the suggestion, a growl on the verge of escaping her throat. "What is your point?" Lancelot leaned cl

Andrew continued speaking, his tone unwavering. "I've once heard Vivian speak the name Lancelot. She stated that he is the CEO of Socialite Women Magazine, with which she collaborated recently."Pedro stayed quiet, yet his face grew somber. He found no reason to question Andrew's statements; it all seemed too logical now. He nodded decisively, quietly affirming the discovery. The name's weight bore down on him as unasked questions floated around. For a brief moment, neither of them said anything. The serene night enveloped them, heavy with unvoiced reflections. At last, Andrew exhaled deeply. "I suppose I will find out what brought Lancelot to Vivian's Office again." Pedro nodded once more, his mouth forming into a narrow line. "Absolutely." There was nothing left to discuss this evening. Both men realized that the information they had just shared could change everything, but for the moment, there was no reason to focus on it. They waved goodnight after giving one last look. Andre

Cecilia's breath caught at the reference to Victor Harris. Despite the surge in her heartbeat, she kept her body under control. "Could you brief me on the purpose of the meeting?" Her words came out soft, edged with curiosity in her voice.Ethan observed her for a brief moment. Her fatigue was clear as her eyelids hung a bit, and her posture slumped. He scowled. "Cecilia, we have been standing here for too long." You should take a break, given your situation. "You've got to stop beating yourself up." As Cecilia was about to air out what's on her mind and Ethan cut her off. Ethan guided her to her office. Cecilia settled into her chair, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. Taking a seat across from her, Ethan leaned in just a little, his hands softly pressing into his kneesEthan's opening words were, 'Victor Harris requested my presence at a meeting." "He wants my agency to manage the advertising campaign for the new e-commerce platform of Nova Supa Stores." Cecilia nodded gradually