Semua Bab THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: Marry To Rival's Son : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Chapter 22No sooner had Stefan ended his father’s call that Mia’s phone rang sharply, slicing through the moment.“Father” flashed boldly on the screen. Stefan glanced at it, then at her.Mia gave a mock sigh. “They should really do a DNA test,” she said dryly. “I’m starting to think your father and mine are long-lost brothers.”She picked up, switching instantly into a softer, more submissive tone. “Hello, Daddy?” She knew exactly how her dad wants her to be, he wants her to be submissive to him, she'd make him believe she is.Samuel’s voice exploded through the phone. “What is that you announced at the press conference?!”Mia’s eyes flicked up to meet Stefan’s, all innocence. “I don’t understand, Dad…”“Don’t play dumb with me!” Samuel snapped. “Sterling of all people? Are you sure you're ready for the war you're trying to start with me?!”Her voice quivered, sweet and soft. “I’d never think of such a thing…How can I start a war with you? Please don’t get me wrong, Dad.”But her fa

Chapter 24 Mia walked through the hallway with her head held high and shoulders straight. She looked calm and confident, but inside, her heart was twisting.  But now wasn't the time to show pain, it was time for strength. Her heels clicked softly against the floor as she approached her father’s office. Behind a sleek glass desk sat his secretary, a woman in her forties with sharp eyes and a neat bun. “Miss Meyer,” the woman said with a small smile. “Your father is expecting you. He’s in his office.” “Thank you, Melissa,” Mia replied with a nod. She walked to the large double doors and paused, her heart thudded once. Then, she knocked. “Come in,” came her father’s voice. Mia took a deep breath and stepped in. Her face instantly changed, softening into something timid and sad. 

  Chapter 26 His eyes dropped to her lips. He didn’t hide it, he let his gaze linger with a slow, deliberate hunger that made her pulse skip. Then, almost lazily, his hand moved from her cheek, his thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. Light, like it was barely there, but her breath hitched all the same. His eyes followed every twitch, every parting of her lips as though they were whispering secrets only he could hear. She wanted to say something, anything, but her mouth disobeyed her, betraying her with silence. Her lips parted slightly, like they were waiting… inviting. And for one breathless moment, she truly believed he would kiss her, and she wanted. Oh God help her, she wanted really him to. The thought struck her like a slap. What was wrong with her? No man had ever come this close without consequences. Her boun

  Chapter 28 They were coming down the stairs, one by one, but all he could see was Mia. She wore a flowing champagne-colored gown that shimmered with every step. The bodice was delicately fitted, hugging her curves in all the right places, embroidered with pearl-like beads that sparkled under the lights. The neckline dipped just enough to tease without revealing, and a soft slit on one side ran up her thigh, showing off long, elegant legs. But it was the cutout at her waist, a delicate oval of bare skin, that held his attention. His eyes dropped there, lingered, then forced themselves away. She looked… stunning. Too stunning, she looked like a dream. It was her engagement party, and she wore the moment like a crown, elegant, poised, and breathtakingly beautiful. But there was something else too, something different about her tonight. It wasn’t just the dress, or her hair pinned bac

Chapter 30Mia adjusted her smile as she watched her father approach, flanked by his usual entourage. The crowd parted like waves, people stepping back just enough to witness what was surely about to unfold."Father," she said with a voice so low and sugary it almost sounded like a whisper laced with poison. "Thanks for coming."Samuel Meyer gave a slow, smug smile. "Wouldn't miss it for anything in the world." Mia caught it instantly, the double edge to his words, Stefan did too. And so did Jeremiah Sterling, standing right beside them. All three knew the weight behind the sentence. This wasn't a show of support, it was a power play, who'd get the best reaction out of the other. Who'd win in this game there all playing.The whole hall had stilled, watching, waiting, for anything. Everyone was aware of the longstanding feud between the Sterlings and the Meyers, and very few had witnessed both men in the same room, let alone breathing the same air without their voices raised.Jeremiah