Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Enemy. Her child's Father; Hate and Love: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Luca’s POV “I think that’s the last one,” Marco murmured, his eyes never leaving the five men in front of us. “Are you sure they had a hand in it?” His voice carried a trace of uncertainty.I scoffed under my breath.These men had been stirring up trouble with the dork for weeks, and it had taken Marco and me a lot of effort to drag them out of hiding.They were already bleeding from almost every part of their bodies, yet despite the hours of questioning, they still refused to give up the names of the people backing them.“Arrgh…” one of them screamed weakly as my men continued the routine. “I…I swear I didn’t see their faces,” he croaked for the hundredth time.Marco’s hand closed calmly around my arm, his brow furrowing. “We’ve been at this all day, Luca. They might actually be telling the truth,” he said with a small sigh.I ran a hand through my hair, frustration clawing at me. This wasn’t even about the dork anymore. This was tied to Silver’s attack, and just when I thought I w

Nyla's POV At the office, I could feel Selena's gaze piercing into my soul, watching my every movement, and it felt really creepy and uncomfortable.Even Ava was beginning to notice.“Is it just me?” Ava asked while dropping some folders on my desk. “It looks like Selena is suddenly obsessed with you,” she frowned.I took a deep breath.I must've underestimated Selena, and if she decides to tell Luca what she saw, then it's going to get really bad.“Just ignore Selena,” I muttered.“Is there something going on between you two?” Ava asked, but I just kept quiet instead.Where was I going to start? That my husband's ex-girlfriend is working hand in hand with my father-in-law for some reasons I don't know about.“There's nothing going on, Ava,” I said with a shrug, and she nodded.Ava started sorting out the folders when Selena’s knocks came in; I allowed her in.Selena stepped in, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor. She held a file in one hand, her expression unreadable.

Nyla's POVThe moment I stepped out of his office, I finally let out the breath I’d been holding. My heart was still racing, and my wrist still throbbed from where his fingers had dug into my skin.I leaned against the wall for a second, trying to gather myself.He didn’t believe me. I could see it in his eyes, the way they darkened, and the way his voice dropped when he said, “I’ll take your word for it.” He was clearly sending me a warning.I rubbed my wrist gently, staring down the hallway as a few employees walked past. I forced myself to look composed, because the last thing I needed was gossip spreading through the building about the CEO’s wife looking like she’d seen a ghost.As I walked back to my office, my mind wouldn’t stop spinning.Luca had found out something, and I didn't know how; Selena hadn’t told him about a single thing.My stomach tightened.If he dug any deeper, he would find out who Clara really was, and if that happened, everything I’d been trying to protect

Nyla's POV Panic surged through me as the muffled laughter grew louder with each passing second, footsteps echoing closer to the door. Without thinking twice, I snapped the folder shut and glanced around the office in desperation.The only place big enough to hide was behind the tall bookshelf near the window. I slipped quietly behind it, flattening myself against the wall, my pulse thundering so loud I was sure anyone could hear it.The door cracked open.“…and this is Mr. Williams’ private office,” a familiar voice chimed in.I peered through the narrow gap between the shelves. And Selena walked in gracefully, her red gown swaying beneath her. Behind her were two middle-aged men in suits, and they were probably one of those investors, judging by their formal tone and polite smiles.One of them whistled softly, genuinely impressed.“Impressive. I heard he conducts most of his private meetings here.”Selena turned, smiling over her shoulder. “Oh, Mr. Williams handles only importan

Luca's POV The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains when I woke up. My head felt heavy, my thoughts heavier. I couldn’t sleep much after dinner last night.Not after watching Selena laughing too comfortably with my father and his business partners, and Silver sitting there, clearly caught off guard, her face pale every time one of them tried to ask about her past.I sat up on the edge of the bed, running my fingers through my hair, the memory of her hesitant answers replaying in my mind.Stir something inside me. Anger, maybe.“I don’t remember much of my childhood… I was mostly sick.”I did research on her when my father had wanted us to get married, and truth be told, she wasn't lying.They were mostly photos of her in hospital clothes as a child until she finally went out of sight.I didn't think much about it back then, but now it all makes sense.It wasn’t that I didn’t want to believe her.Hell no.I did, but there was something about the way she avoided everyone