All Chapters of One Night with My Brother-in-Law: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The long black car stopped right in front of the Clovies Corporation’s main building, a towering skyscraper wrapped in glass that reflected the golden glow of the winter sun. Rows of employees were already lined up neatly in the front lobby, waiting with utmost respect.As soon as one of the guards opened the door, Leonel stepped out. His tall, commanding figure was wrapped in an elegant black suit, with a long coat draped over his shoulders, amplifying his cold yet authoritative aura. His sharp eyes swept across the surroundings, forcing anyone who met his gaze to immediately lower their head.“Welcome, Mr. Leonel,” the General Manager greeted with reverence, bowing deeply. The other managers followed suit, showing the same respect.Leonel only gave a faint nod. Without saying much, he strode inside, flanked by Blade and his personal guards. Each step echoed against the marble floor, radiating the power that had now shifted into his hands.Inside the lobby, dozens of reporters had ga

“Thank goodness the cake is still here,” Jeslyn murmured, clutching the cardboard box filled with her groceries and her favorite steamed cake tightly against her chest. Her breath came out in faint clouds as she pushed through the heavy snowfall, her thick coat failing to fully shield her from the bone-chilling cold.Her steps came to a halt in front of a pale-painted old villa, almost swallowed by layers of snow.A man stood in front of the house, his tall frame draped in a long black coat. His head was slightly bowed, casting shadows across his face beneath the glow of the porch light. Despite the snow falling harder and harder, he remained motionless, as if he had been waiting for someone.Jeslyn’s heart pounded faster the moment she recognized his face. Her fingers clenched around the cardboard box so tightly that the paper nearly tore. Her breath quickened, emotions surging—longing, anger, resentment, and the desperate attempt to hate him, though it was impossible.The man slowly

“No more excuses!” His voice was razor-sharp. “Clovies cannot be run by people who only know how to run away from responsibility.”His jaw clenched, his eyes blazing with fury. “If they are not in this room within the hour, I will make the decisions without them. And don’t blame me when both of them lose their positions in Clovies—effective immediately.”The room turned frigid. The directors exchanged wary glances—fearful, yet quietly admiring Leonel’s ruthless resolve.Blade stood silently at his side, his eyes scanning the room with calculated sharpness. He knew a storm had only just begun.The tense silence lingered until the sound of footsteps echoed from the doorway. Every head turned at once.Jeslyn entered with a composed face, dressed in a sharp business suit, as if her lateness had been intentional. Her eyes locked with Leonel’s—cold and unflinching.“Apologies. I’m late,” Jeslyn said flatly, her voice void of regret, before walking gracefully to her seat.Leonel straightened

“What exactly am I supposed to think, Jeslyn?” Leonel asked, his sharp gaze locked on the woman before him.Jeslyn froze. Her tongue felt heavy, as if every word she might speak could instantly turn into a weapon against her.Jefran glanced between them, then smirked cynically. “I’m free this afternoon, Jeslyn. Let’s talk over lunch later. Not here—it’s dangerous. Someone might get burned,” he mocked before leaving, barely suppressing his irritation.“So… are you planning to mend your broken engagement with him?” Leonel asked, his tone deceptively calm, though his eyes were piercingly cold.“That’s none of your business,” Jeslyn snapped, turning her face away and walking off.She had barely taken a step when Leonel’s voice stopped her in her tracks.“Isn’t everything about this my business, Jeslyn?” His voice was low, not raised, but sharp enough to cut straight through bone.Jeslyn halted, though she didn’t turn back. She could feel his gaze burning into her back, making her breath h

Jeslyn sat hunched over her desk, eyes fixed on her laptop screen. Her fingers moved across the keyboard, but her thoughts remained tangled with the scene in the elevator earlier. From time to time, she let out a long sigh, trying to suppress the storm of emotions inside her.Tok! Tok!A soft knock came at the door. One of her secretaries stepped in, carrying a beige folder.“Sorry to disturb you, Ms. Jeslyn.”Jeslyn lifted her head and forced a faint smile. “Yes, what is it?”The secretary handed her the folder. “There’s an invitation for a dinner from one of our important clients. They want to discuss a potential new partnership with us. The dinner is scheduled for tonight at eight.”Jeslyn opened the folder and skimmed through it. Her heart tightened. She knew how crucial this meeting was—and she couldn’t attend alone.“Alright, thank you,” she replied softly.The secretary excused herself and left the room. Jeslyn stared at the invitation in her hands. “A business dinner? I doubt