Todos os capítulos de Contracted to My Ex's Cold Brother : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

ELOISE ‘Cecile will be here soon. Get ready, we'll leave in two hours.’ I was still lost in the moment of his "You're too cute, attorney," when he dropped the sudden bomb.“Where!?” The gasp tore through my throat, as my brain scrambled to keep up with his abrupt shift in gears.But that man, he only smirked! That dangerously handsome, unreadable curl of his lips played at the corner of his mouth as he continued walking away without giving me a single word of explanation.“Abraham you…!” Before I could finish my words, the heavy front doors of the mansion swung open, and Marcus marched in, trailing chaos behind him.I hurried downstairs only to gasp in shock once more. Cécile entered, and her three assistants pushed a massive, rolling garment rack loaded with stunning evening gowns.“Mrs Argos, we meet again.” Cecile smiled, using her usual charm. But suddenly her smile vanished. “Oh no, why do you look so dull? A newly wed should be bright and happy!” “Oh my so much work and we

ELOISE I was still stunned by the abrupt announcement of my "husband." Even if he was doing it for a show, shouldn't he have given me a heads-up beforehand?What's with these sudden shocks of him!? The absurd thrill from the auction floor was still singing in my veins as I excused myself to the washroom. I desperately need a moment to catch my breath and wash the lingering heat from my face. I splashed water on my face and slowly dried it, not disturbing my makeup, before gazing at myself through the mirror. When Abraham was bidding for the necklace “True love" I almost thought he was being foolish and fighting childishly, but in the end, I turned out a fool for thinking he was actually aiming for it. It wouldn't be a lie if I admitted I had a little wishful thinking that perhaps the necklace was for me… Ugh! Was I stupid or what!? What was I thinking!? I splashed a bit more water on my face and took a few deep breaths. ‘Get your facts straight, Eloise. Abraham is only helping

"You've got to be kidding me," Eloise muttered to herself, rubbing her aching temples as the realization of what she had done finally crashed through her sleep-deprived brain.“F**k you, Rox!” She cursed as she stared at her open suitcase that looked like a vacation at a Miami beach.When Abraham dropped the sudden bomb of "leaving in two hours," she had no choice but to ask for help from her best friend.The banquet was over an hour away from Abraham’s mansion, and she couldn't possibly have time to pack and coax Leo all together, so she brought Rox in. However, it turned out to be the biggest mistake! Roxanne, who only heard Abraham was taking her out of the city, voluntarily thought her best friend was going out on a "honeymoon" and packed beautifully.Eloise also didn't have time to recheck, and complete trust brought her to this point.Now, she can't even go back because they're already miles up in the sky!The only sober outfit she had was the formal shirt and a pair of pants

“What!?” Eloise was stunned. He did what!?For a moment, she thought she heard it wrong. He couldn't possibly say that, right?However…“I planted the file on the secure server three days ago." He said the words clearly. His tone was shockingly nonchalant, as if he were discussing a routine grocery run rather than a massive federal conspiracy. Eloise only stared at him. She didn't understand whether to laugh or cry. “W-why would you do that?” Her words trembled as she spoke, failing to hold her composure. “Demoor’s an aggressive prosecutor with big political ambitions, which makes her pretty predictable,” Abraham explained.“She got a tip about a fake money-laundering trail, ran straight to a judge, and pushed through an illegal search warrant without even verifying where the files came from.” His voice stayed calm and steady, like none of this could touch him.“By sunrise, my legal team will have the whole thing challenged in court. She moved too fast, and now her entire case aga

“There are wire transfers, private messages, shell companies… everything’s here!”“These payments trace back to her!”“The prosecutor took bribes?!”“No way—”In no time, the tables were turned.Just seconds ago, Abraham had been the target.Now every camera slowly began turning toward Victoria instead…“Hey! Hold on!” a cameraman yelled to his producer. “Are you seeing this live feed?! Pull up the document link right now!”“Oh my God… the files trace back to her office computer.”“She fabricated the entire money-laundering trail!”...On live television, the press completely turned on Victoria like a pack of starved wolves, abandoning Abraham entirely as they surged against the metal barricades.“Prosecutor Demoor! Did you accept bribes to falsify this investigation?!”“Look at the camera! look at the camera! Are federal corruption charges being prepared against you right now?!”“Did you abuse your office to target the Argos Empire?!”“Who else inside the department was involved?!”Th