Semua Bab THE COLD CEO UNKNOWN HEIR: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Jace's POV How do I explain that I was starting to betray my promise of not loving anyone? Those words rang in my head as I took another glance at my reflection in the mirror. Getting dressed for the gala was the last thing I had interest in doing, but I had no choice. It was either this or risking the two lives that meant anything to me. Alex got my suit tailored and laced with spy cameras, and since I was certain I was going to be taller than everyone at the event, I didn't have to worry about anything else. I just had to capture their faces and have it sent to my database. I slipped the last button in, and Alex walked into the room right at the same time. My eyes caught his movement from the mirror. Neither of us said a word, but his lips were pursed in a way that I could tell he had something to say. It was starting to get dark outside, and I was beginning to run late for the event, but I still had enough time to hear him out. “You have something you want to say to me?” I b

Piper's POV“Here comes Mr Jace Langford, the richest man in Europe. With a total net worth of….” The announcer's voice faded into the background as soon as I caught sight of Jace walking into the event with a woman's hands wrapped tightly in his arms. What the hell?! I threw my hands in the air and every bit of the chocolate cookies I was eating fell to the ground. My jaw dropped in absolute shock as cameras flashed in their faces. My stomach turned hot with fury. He had a wide spread, cocky smile on his face while the lady, pale as she was, clung to him tightly. My cheeks instantly turned hot and red with every passing second. I couldn't believe my eyes. He told me he was going to the event to find who tried to hurt me and our child, yet I was watching him live on TV with another woman in his hand. I shut my eyes almost immediately and flung them open right after. And they were still on the screen. He was wearing a shiny tuxedo that seemed to attract all the cameras on the red

Ethan's POV “And you had to shoot him to prove your fucking point?” “So what if he got in the way of the shot, why didn't you call a fucking ceasefire?” Those were the first words I heard the minute my head started to rise about the dark water I was in. My eyes were closed but I felt a sharp pain stinging through my back so I kept them shut. My heart slammed against my chest. I couldn't make out the voice of who was speaking because for some reason, my ears kept echoing in my head. At first, I tried lifting my fingers but I couldn't feel it. Or maybe I didn't have them anymore. It wasn't until then that I realised I couldn't feel the rest of my body. Except for the pain that was almost tearing my back apart. I bit my lips and grunted whilst attempting to force my body back to life but it was to no avail. My hands tightened around the piece of clothing beside me. The more I tried, the more my body sank deeper and I felt my muscle strength slowly weaning away. Just as I started to

Piper's POV How long will he take to get here? I had started pacing around the living room while my heart thumped hard in my chest. It had been twenty minutes since Lucille told me he was at the gate, yet he was nowhere to be found. “Did she say that to make me leave my room?” I wondered in my head. But I knew she wouldn't do that. It didn't help that the security men were no longer in the house. I figured they must've left because he was here. I bit my lips and cracked my knuckles nervously. I tried to think of what I'd say to him, how I’d act when I saw him. I didn't have to think for longer because the door knob soon started turning from outside. My breath hitched as I watched the door being slowly pushed in. My eyes, for a weird reason, remained glued to the door even after I saw his black, shiny Doctor Martens. My legs faltered a bit as I took a step back, still keeping my eyes on his shoes as they approached until he was standing right on the other side of the center tabl

Selena’s POV You must think of me as the bad guy, don't you?A thin dry smile settled on my face while i watched Ethan's breath rise and fall on the hospital bed. His body, for the first time today, wasn't moving. My fingers clicked as I stared at the reflection of the moonlight on his body. How did we even end up here? I sniffed and tried leaning back on the hospital's chair but a light creaking sound from behind forced me to jump on my feet almost immediately. My face scrunched up in disgust. How could a hospital's VIP ward be so tacky and unkempt? I glanced at the beeping machine he was connected to and for a split second, my chest rose with the overwhelming urge to pull the plug and just end his life right here. But of course, that would be a death sentence. He had the liberty of life while mine was constantly being haunted and tortured. Just as that thought crossed my mind, my phone buzzed with a notification sound. I glanced down and it was a text message from an unknown n