All Chapters of MY BOYFRIEND'S GRANDFATHER: YES DADDY SERIES: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Kelly sprinted to the door and kicked it, then spun toward the window and bellowed, “Sheila!” at the top of his lungs. He mashed the doorbell again and again, shouting her name between each chime.The door creaked open. Kant stepped out.Kelly moved fast, angling to slip past him into the house, but Kant slid into his path and blocked the way.“Where do you think you’re going?” Kant asked, his gaze cold. The twins stood nose to nose.Kelly’s jaw tightened. “Where is Sheila?”“Go home,” Kant shot back."Stop searching for what you’ve already lost.”Kelly’s fists crackled as he clenched them. He sneered. “I’m here for Sheila. Move.”Kant snorted. “Make me.”Kelly shoved a palm into Kant’s chest and drove him backward. Kant stumbled, then rebounded with a hard shove of his own.“Get out of the way,” Kelly roared, “or I’ll put you down.”“Do your worst,” Kant said.Kelly swung. Kant ducked, slipped to the side, and snapped a swerve kick into Kelly’s waist.Kelly grunted, then lunged, t

Agatha denied looking flustered. "No, of course not. You know I can't lie to you."Kelly sneered. "You did worse than lie—you deceived me. So don’t try to gaslight me with that bullshit about not being able to lie. I’m not buying it."Agatha walked over, pulling out her phone. She extended it toward Kelly and said calmly, "I know you don’t trust me, so I recorded our conversation. I was planning to play it for you."Kelly still looked suspicious. He reached out and took the phone from her hand, then pressed play. As he listened to the recording, his expression darkened. His jaw clenched, fists tightening until they cracked.He glared at Agatha with disdain. "You’re so useless. You can’t even convince him to give up Sheila. How do you think you’ll convince Sheila if you can’t even sway my brother?"The words hit her hard. Agatha’s face went pale, and panic flickered in her eyes. She stammered, "If your brother were a woman, it would’ve been easier for me..."Kelly cut her off sharply.

Kelly’s face was cold, his annoyance unmistakable as he stared at Agatha.“Kelly, I can’t walk away,” Agatha said, fists clenched, voice steady despite the tremor beneath it. “My heart still beats for you. I want you, and no one else.”He met her eyes without flinching. “I don’t want you. I never did, and I never will. Give up, Agatha. My heart belongs to Sheila. Nothing—even a million versions of you—can change that.”Tears pooled in Agatha’s eyes. One slipped free as she whispered, defiant, “No matter how much it hurts, I won’t give up. I’ll keep showing up until your hatred turns to love.”“Have fun with that,” Kelly sneered.He opened the door, stepped inside, and locked it, leaving her on the porch.He didn’t come out again until night. When he finally stepped outside, he froze—someone was lying on his doorstep. Seeing Sheila there made frustration knot between his brows. He said nothing, turned away, and headed for his car.He drove straight to Sheila’s house. As he pulled up, a

Kelly didn’t try to stop Agatha from leaving. After she walked out of the house, she got into her car and called Kant.“Kant, I need to see you now. Where are you?”“I’m at the hospital,” Kant replied. “Give me a location, and I’ll come over when I’m done.”“No, there’s no need,” Agatha said. “I’ll come to your office.”“Alright,” Kant agreed.Agatha hung up and drove straight to his office. When she arrived, he wasn’t there yet, so she called again.“I’m in your office,” she said.“Give me three minutes. I’ll be there,” Kant replied.She ended the call. A few minutes later, Kant walked in as promised. He sat down and asked, “Are you okay with water?”“Yeah,” Agatha said.Kant placed a bottle of water on the table and leaned forward, curious. “You sounded urgent. What’s going on? Is everything alright?”Agatha shook her head. “No. You need to hear this.”She told him everything that had happened between her and Kelly. Kant listened, then dismissed it with a wave of his hand. “He might

SYNOPSIS:“Hey, babe. You’ve been so busy lately—when are you coming by the house? I miss you,” Lara said into the phone, her voice soft as she spoke to her boyfriend, Oliver.Everything changed after that ladies’ night out. A reckless bet set off a chain of mistakes, and soon Lara learned the truth: Oliver had cheated. When she found out, she wondered what kind of revenge would rattle him most—if not the thought of her unbuckling the belt of his most handsome colleague, what else could?Chapter 1: No One Like My BoyfriendLara’s doorbell rang. She opened it to find Oliver on the step, and her eyes lit up as a smile curved across her lips.“Babe,” she said softly.Oliver kissed both her cheeks, grinning as he held out a gift bag and a bouquet. “This is for you.”Her smile widened. She kissed him and laughed. “You’re so sweet. You shouldn’t have gone through all that trouble. You coming to pick me up is enough.”He laced his fingers through hers. “Nothing is enough when it comes to you