บททั้งหมดของ Oops! The CEO's Ex is a Secret Genius: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

“Why are you screaming? Mr. Lincoln is doing you a favor!” Emmet slammed his glass down on the table with a loud clang, face dark with fury.“Dad!”Paige shoved away Mr. Lincoln’s greasy hand, utterly repulsed. She stumbled toward the door, trying to escape.Mr. Lincoln adjusted his cufflinks impatiently and looked at Emmet.“Chairman Sawyer, I’m doing this out of courtesy. A hundred million, plus I’ll smooth things over with the government—don’t push your luck.”“Please don’t be angry, Mr. Lincoln. My daughter’s still young, I hope you’ll forgive her,” Emmet said, forcing a smile. He stormed toward Paige and yanked her back from the door.“Where do you think you’re going? You don’t want to save Sawyer Corp anymore?”She twisted the knob fran

In the private suite.Paige lay motionless on the massive bed, eyes vacant, staring blankly at the ceiling. Her body was bruised all over—lifeless, like a broken doll.The bed, the floor, everything around was in a state of complete ruin, reeking of filth and decay.Suddenly, she let out a series of eerie, breathless giggles.Her head turned stiffly toward the window.Creepy. So creepy.“…It’s morning already, huh…”...Back at the Sawyer residence.“You said you’d help me, didn’t you?! Why the hell are people seizing my assets now?!”Emmet sat in the dark, the air choked with cigarette smoke. His expression was cold, and his voice was grim.“Ahhh, Mr. Sawyer, I feel bad too, I really do! I tried—but whatever’s coming from the top is just too damn strong. Listen, I’ll make

“Professor!”“You’re here early.”Briella was carrying a small suitcase when she arrived at the lab entrance—and saw Alan already waiting.With his golden hair and bright smile, Alan looked every bit the sunny, energetic youth.“Professor, I’m just too excited!”“Alright, alright. You’re practically glowing,” she said with a helpless smile, opening the lab door. “Come in and change.”Everything was ready.“Professor, that box you brought today… what’s in it?” Alan asked, now changed into a lab coat, safety goggles in place, rubber gloves snug on his hands.Briella placed the case on the table beside him, her brows arching slightly, lips parting in a faint smile.“Your assignment.”“Huh? Now?”She nodded without elaborating, already turning to the refrigerated cabinet.&

Diego bent slightly, catching Briella just as she collapsed.He leaned in to breathe in the scent of her ink-black hair, his lips brushing her delicate ear as a satisfied glint flickered in his eyes. He let out a soft sigh.“Briella, you failed my test. That means... you need to be punished.”Sliding one arm under her legs, he effortlessly scooped her up.Despite the fresh wound still bleeding, he acted as if he felt no pain at all.Blood seeped from his sleeve, trailing down the creases of his clothes in slow, dark stains.He straightened and walked out from behind the rockery.A cold-faced man approached from the front and bowed respectfully.What had been an empty garden was now surrounded—guards in matching uniforms stood armed and alert, a silent net cast without warning.“Sir, we’ve apprehended them all,” the man reported.“Mason, that was quick. Good. Take them all

 “Why so quiet now? Weren’t you both so talkative just a moment ago?”Diego didn’t move from his spot, still lazily leaning against the banister. One pale hand propped up his chin, his expression distant and unreadable.“…Sir.”Nash and Abel quickly dropped their fists and straightened their posture, bowing their heads respectfully.Cold sweat began to form on their foreheads.Diego’s face looked even paler than usual, his eyes calm, brows arched in that lazy, dangerous way.“Still not talking?”“Sir,” Mason finally stepped forward, gritting his teeth. “It was my fault. I got curious about you and… Madam. I asked too many questions. I’m willing to accept the punishment.”Diego’s lashes lowered, his tone slow and emotionless.“Then you know the drill.”All three understood instantly&mdash