All Chapters of Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

DAMIAN’S POVFive days of pure hell.Five days since my entire world detonated and left me crawling through the wreckage.I had returned to my suite at Skyview Hotel since the incident happened. I couldn’t stay in that house another second.Everything reminded me of her.The sheets still smelled like her perfume. And don’t even get me started on Elis, Eve and Felix.I would’ve burned the whole place down if I had a match.My blurry vision swam as I glared at the wall opposite me.The suite looked like a crime scene.Empty bottles of alcohol everywhere: Grey Goose, Clase Azul, whatever the minibar had.Room-service trays stacked in the corner with untouched food, and the curtains were drawn so tight not even a crack of sunlight got in.I hadn’t showered or eaten in five days. I reeked of alcohol and despair.My greasy hair clung to my face, beard coming in patchy because my hands were shaking too much to shave.My eyes were bloodshot and hollow.My life, everything, was collapsing, and

DAMIAN’S POV“What the fuck!” My voice cracked through the room.Interim Chief Executive Officer???Elis Thorne???I sprang from my chair so violently that it rolled back and crashed into the wall behind me, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the sterile silence.My hands slammed down on the table, my palms stinging from the impact.“What the hell did you just say? You want to strip me of my role as CEO? From my own company? This has to be a fucking sick joke!”Andrew Sphere didn’t flinch.He just regarded me with that cool, detached stare, like I was a malfunctioning asset on a balance sheet.“Yes, Mr. Thorne. We are relieving you of your duties and installing a more stable interim leader until you have regained your footing.”“Regained my footing?” I laughed, but it came out sharp and bitter.“This is bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit.”Sandra Mayor leaned forward, her expression a mix of pity and disdain.“It has come to our attention, Mr. Thorne, that you are in the midst of

DAMIAN’S POVElis tilted his head slightly, that smug flicker of amusement crossing his face before vanishing behind the same blank mask he’d worn all day.“Okay, big bro,” he said. “Go on. Talk.”I let out a short, bitter laugh under my breath.“Callin’ me big bro when you clearly don’t see me as one anymore? That’s low, Elis. Real low. What the hell got into you?”I kept my voice steady, even though everything inside me twisted tighter.“How could you go this far? You’re trying to take the company from me? Seriously, man, I never thought you had it in you.”He didn’t move, didn’t blink, just looked straight at me like I was some stranger off the street.“And now I have,” he said softly, calm as anything. “What are you going to do about it?”The words landed hard, heavy. For a second, the room felt like it shifted under my feet, but I locked my knees and stayed where I was, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me sway.I let a little sarcastic chuckle slip out. “Seriously?

DAMIAN’S POV I slumped into the chair like my body weighed twice what it used to, arms heavy on the armrests, head tilted just enough that my temple rested against my knuckles. I sat still, watching everything unfold like a corpse that hadn’t figured out it was dead yet. The meeting started up again, voices filling the room, but it all sounded far away, like I was underwater, listening to the world carry on without me. I didn’t speak. I just sat there, eyes half-open, watching them like they were characters in some show I didn’t care about anymore. The big screen lit up with the Zoom grid, boxes popping in one by one. The Singapore crew looked serious as always. The UK folks were also present, but I noticed there were only two UK boxes instead of three. Lena Voss’s spot was empty. I scoffed inwardly. Even her vote, the one I thought I could count on, wasn’t there. My lawyer from London was squeezed into a corner of the screen, looking all stern and confident. Corporate cou

CINDY'S POVI did not have an answer for him, because even I was not entirely sure if I was doing the right thing.But I knew one truth without doubt. Damian had pulled me out of the darkest place I had ever been, taught me how to breathe again, how to live.For that, I would risk anything.Elis and Evelyn glared at me from across the table, their eyes burning with a mix of shock and defiance.The silence stretched just long enough, until Evelyn rose slowly from her chair, smoothing her jacket confidently even though her knuckles had been white from gripping the armrest a second ago.“This is highly impossible,” she began, her voice tight and clipped, laced with that familiar venom she always saved for anyone who threatened her plans.“An investment of that magnitude could not have bypassed the entire board. There are protocols, approvals, disclosures. This is nothing more than a fabrication, a desperate bluff.”Andrew, still fuming from his demotion to the far end of the table, nodde