The Affair Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

It was almost impossible to get the evidence from his grandfather's murder case, but his status swayed them in the end. However, even as the detective placed the box in front of Blaine, he grumbled that this was against protocol, and he was not allowed to take it out of the building.An office was cleared out for him, and he got comfortable with a cup of coffee. He spent the whole night at the station, head bent, going through all the images that had been taken that day. He stared the longest at the one where his grandfather was sprawled out on his bed, hoping to see something tangible.Why had he not thought it odd at that time that grandfather would want to have anything to do with a girl as young as Leila, a maid? Even in his younger days, the man did not care too much for women. His whole life was Mõshon. He fought for Mõshon, and when he was no longer fighting to get the entirety of it, he was fighting to protect what he got.He stared at the body of the woman beside him, a b

They did not vote. There was no need to because no one wanted to gamble 56.9% of their money every hour. That was too much sport for the heart.Blaine stayed back in the boardroom as everyone exchanged pleasantries, and the men slowly got up and began to exit. He stayed back to go over the slide again, but when he looked up at the now quiet hall, Sullivan was still seated and looking at him darkly from the other end of the room, while Ariel was packing up her things as she gave instructions to her P.A.“How much should I pay you to back off my wife?” Sullivan said calmly.“What?” Ariel turned to her husband in surprise, her face burning red even as her P.A. jaw fell.“Not you, honey.” Sullivan smiled briefly at her, and turned back to Blaine. “I hate seeing you around. I hate that I have to see you every day and that you will not even take your eyes off my wife.” He shook his head, and made a fluttering motion with his fingers from his head down. “It bathes me in fire.”Blain chuckl

Blaine saw that Ariel was obviously lost for words as awkward seconds passed by. “This was part of her interview process for Mõshon.” He spoke up finally. “She walked in right when I was crashing out that the one thing that would pull the whole design together lacked logic.” He smiled, “Mathematical logic.”“Now, I want to hear this story,” the host said, all excited.“There is no story, she was bold enough to state where I was getting it wrong, and it was smooth sailing from there.” He said, and he saw that the host did not like that he was being tight-lipped. He gave her his warmest smile.“Are you saying you trusted a newbie with such an important project?”“That is why he is such a good leader.” Ariel spoke up before he could respond. “He sees past stereotypes and gives people a chance,” she said, and Blaine felt somewhere in his heart light up even though he knew she might just be saying it to shut the host up.“Yes.” The host was blushing badly now. “We can only make progress

Ariel took her heels off and began to knock it against the window, but it did not even make a dent. Blaine turned to the dashboard as he began to think clearly again.“Why is nothing working?”“He locked it. They did something to the car, none of the controls is working.” Her voice was loud and in panic, sending him into more panic.He looked up at the skylight glass on top of the roof, and then at their hands that were cuffed together. “Fall your seat back.”She got to it immediately without complaining, at first touching a button by the side, and when she remembered that all the automatic commands would not work, she began to do so manually.Blaine did not have to ask what was going to happen to them as he looked round and realized they were at a mechanics' workshop. He would never know how they got here, but they were there, in her car and none of their guards were anywhere in sight.From the crushed metal of old cars around here, and Ariel’s statement, he knew what was about to

Draco watched her blue eyes turn back towards him, and she must have finally seen that he was serious.“Is this a proposal?”“Yes, I just don’t have a ring.”“You are proposing marriage to a married woman?”“You are MY WOMAN.”“I am married, Draco. What do you want me to do with my daughter?” “Who says she cannot be mine?” He returned, staring at her. He would love anything that came out of her body, and he wanted a large family, so the more children she already had, the better. She was speechlessly staring at him now. “So you see, let the wh*re have your simp and start a new life with me.” He said, and that seemed to break whatever spell he had on her so far. The resolved, angry Ophelia was back.“I would die before I lost to Ariel!” She said,“So that is what this is about. You just do not want to lose.”“How can you even suggest I run away from my marriage like a coward and leave my husband to a girl who is not even twenty-five?”“What if she doesn't get him? It would cost me