The Heiress’s Ruthless Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Alondra leaned closer to Damien with a soft smile while Damien raised a brow, waiting for her to say whatever she wanted to say."If you don't mind, I’ll step out for a moment to make a call. Since you haven't eaten, I'll ask someone at home to bring you food... I want to feed you myself." she said gently, her smile widening.Damien gave a faint nod before a hum of approval, his eyes following her until she turned and walked away. His gaze remained on the door, his face unreadable, before he leaned back slowly against the pillow."Alondra..." He chuckled, but it quickly faltered when his mind drifted to Lyriel.He hated that she even suggested seducing Gilbert or any other man. "I believe you wouldn't do that." He added, closing his eyes as he began to think of the possibly way to make sure he got Alondra fully without suspicion." I'll use your weapon against you, Gilbert." He muttered under his breath, lying down properly.Meanwhile, outside the hospital building, Lyriel stood with

Gilbert kept a straight face as he tried making her stand upright, but Lyriel pretended to stagger as if she was too drunk to stand on her own."Uh… am I dreaming? Who’s this cute guy?" she mumbled, her eyes half-closed, acting tipsy as her hands raised to Gilbert's cheek."Ya cute..." She mumbled again, chuckling softly.Gilbert reached out and steadied her so she wouldn’t fall, but she swayed again on purpose. His men stepped forward, ready to pull her away, but she quickly clung to Gilbert, holding onto his arm tightly. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she shook her head."You’re drunk," Gilbert said gently.Lyriel froze at the sound of his voice and her teary eyes widened slightly. Wasn’t this the same voice she had once heard over the phone? Why was he suddenly so soft and calm? For a moment, she almost lost her act, but she quickly started crying again, louder this time."I hate him," she sobbed. "I thought he liked me… I liked him first, I thought he felt the same. But he told m

"Should I help you? You seem to need it." Gilbert muttered and Lyriel swallowed nothing, forcing a seductive smile."No rush, anything done in a rush might not taste good." She muttered, trying to keep her voice steady as her fingers gripped the zipper, and she began to pull it down. The faint sound of the metal sliding filled the heavy silence of the room.Gilbert’s eyes were locked on her chest, waiting for it to be revealed. His breathing deepened, his gaze filled with hunger and lust. He didn’t blink, he didn’t move, he just watched, waiting like it was his lifeline.Her hands shook. She wanted to stop, but she couldn’t...not when his eyes were burning into her like daggers.And then...A sudden sound broke through the tension. It was his phone ringing.Lyriel froze, her breath hitching. Relief washed over her so strongly she almost cried. She quickly released her zipper and hid her shaking hands in her lap.Gilbert’s gaze shifted reluctantly to his phone and he grabbed it, his e

Lyriel could feel the heat of Gilbert’s hand as it suddenly wrapped firmly around her waist. The touch wasn’t light, and it wasn’t accidental either. He held her as if he owned her, as if he had every right to keep her close. She stiffened immediately, her fingers instinctively reaching down to try and push his hand away, but the more she struggled, the tighter his grip became."Did you forget?" Gilbert’s voice was smooth, too calm for the situation and his smile was unsettling. "We decided to make our relationship official last night. I asked you to come meet my brother this morning since father was worried."Lyriel paused at his words, her eyes narrowing before she forced herself to put on a tight smile. It wasn’t genuine...it couldn’t be. She wanted to move away, to say something, anything, but they were standing in front of the chairman and this was not the place to cause a scene.Her voice dropped into a harsh whisper. "What’s the meaning of this?"Gilbert leaned in closer, so c

Lyriel stood frozen, confusion and guilt crashing together inside her. Just moments ago she had been jealous, seeing Damien with Alondra. Now, in the blink of an eye, she was the one making it look as if she was caught between Gilbert’s arms willingly.Her thoughts raced with regret. "Why did I start this? In the end, I’m the one feeling like I'm being used. This motherfucker."She turned to Gilbert, her expression calm now. "Don’t worry," she said with a small, forced smile. "I’ll be the one to destroy you for making things this awkward." With that, she stepped inside the room.The chairman’s gaze swept over them before settling on Gilbert. "You should introduce her properly over dinner once Damien is discharged," he said finally.Gilbert’s smirk widened as he gave a nod, "Of course, father. I’ll do just that." He replied and stepped into the room as well."Damien, how are you feeling? Any discomfort? You can tell me." He said but Damien didn't respond.Satisfied with the little care