บททั้งหมดของ MARRIED TO MY ENEMY’S BILLIONAIRE BROTHER: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 66

The limousine door slammed shut, sealing Damien and Clara away from the chaos they had just escaped. But the silence inside was far heavier than the shouting they’d left behind.Damien’s hands were braced against his knees, his head bowed, shadows cutting sharp angles across his face.Clara watched him, her heart twisting. He had defended her with fire, yet when Ethan’s accusations struck, he hadn’t denied them. That silence gnawed at her now.“Damien.” Her voice cracked in the confined space.He didn’t answer.“Look at me,” she pressed, her hands trembling as she reached for him. “Tell me it’s not true. Tell me Ethan is just twisting things to ruin you.”His head lifted slowly. His eyes weren’t the eyes of the unshakable billionaire the world feared. They were tired, haunted, almost… defeated.“I can’t,” he said quietly.The words shattered something inside her.Clara’s throat went dry. “You can’t… or you won’t?”His jaw tightened. “Because there’s truth in what he said.”Her breath

If Ethan thought he could rip Damien apart and drag her down with him, he was wrong.By morning, Clara was dressed, her resolve as sharp as the heels that clicked against the marble lobby. She didn’t tell Damien where she was going. He would’ve stopped her.But this wasn’t Damien’s fight anymore. This was hers.Ethan’s penthouse was the opposite of Damien’s—dark glass walls, cold steel, a place designed to intimidate rather than comfort. The guards at the door hesitated, but when Clara lifted her chin, fire blazing in her eyes, they let her through.He was waiting.Ethan leaned casually against the bar, a glass of whiskey in his hand, as though he had known she’d come. His smile was slow, poisonous.“Well, well,” he drawled. “The beautiful Mrs. Vale. To what do I owe the pleasure?”Clara’s fists clenched. “Cut the act. You’re not destroying Damien without going through me first.”He chuckled, swirling the amber liquid. “Through you? Oh, Clara. That’s the plan.”Her breath hitched, but

The boardroom at Vale Enterprises was a glass fortress in the sky, overlooking the sprawling city below. The air was thick with tension, every seat filled with shareholders, executives, and men and women who had once worshipped Damien’s power. Now, they eyed him with suspicion, whispers already swirling like vultures circling a wounded beast.At the head of the table, Damien sat like a king on trial. Clara was at his side, her presence steadying him even as her heart pounded. His jaw was tight, his gaze sharp, but beneath the icy control she could see it—the fury. The defiance. The promise that he would not bow.The doors opened, and Ethan Vale strolled in. Dressed immaculately, his smug grin was a dagger meant to wound. He didn’t bother hiding his satisfaction as he took a seat opposite Damien.“Shall we begin?” Ethan said smoothly, his voice carrying across the room like oil on water.The chairman cleared his throat. “The matter at hand concerns allegations raised against Mr. Damie