Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

SCA GroupOutside the executive elevator to the CEO's office, a row of secretaries stood in pristine professional attire, smiles fixed in place as they lined up on either side.In front of them, two executive assistants stood with solemn expressions, their eyes glued to the elevator's digital display. Ding--The tense silence shattered.Everyone instinctively held their breath."Sir, the financial reports for the past two years have been compiled and are on your desk," Scott reported swiftly."All the profiles of our partner companies have been updated and sent to your inbox," Teman added."The PR department has drafted the press conference plan. Would you like to review it?" the chief secretary, Lee, inquired.Ten steps from the elevator to his office. Liam halted, gaze fixed ahead, silent.Sensing something was off, the dozen or so employees froze, heads bowed, waiting anxiously for instructions."What's the date today?" Liam suddenly asked."The fifth," Scott replied quickly."An

The air was thick with tension, sharp and charged like swords drawn and poised for battle. One wrong move, and the whole room would ignite.Cecilia stood between the two men, watching as the unspoken hostility crackled in the space between them. It was like standing between two blades--gleaming, spinning, and ready to cut at the slightest provocation."This is a Martin family matter," he bit out, each word dripping with disdain. "You have no voice here, boy.""With respect, sir--you're wrong." Liam replied, his tone calm but laced with steel."I'm Cecilia's husband. And you?" A pause, lethal in its precision. "If I recall correctly, you've publicly declared--more than once, I might add--that you've severed ties with Cecilia. So--""You're the one who has no voice here."The silence that followed could have frozen hell over.Edward's fists clenched. The veins on his forehead pulsed with barely suppressed rage as he turned to glare at Cecilia, who had remained silent the entire time.

Outside the sleek glass tower of the SCA Group, chaos reigned. Dozens of reporters swarmed the front plaza, camera flashes firing like strobe lights as they fought for space and angles.The news had just broken an hour ago, the elusive youngest heir of the Sinclair family, was officially stepping in as CEO.Every media outlet wanted a piece of it.Inside the security control room, the chief of security watched the live feed on multiple monitors, eyes sharp and focused. His team had already been briefed, full lockdown mode. No unauthorized entry. No exceptions.Then--on Camera 3--a figure darted past the chaos.Wearing an oversized gray hoodie, Cecilia moved like a shadow, using a delivery guy as cover while inching toward the employee entrance.Almost there--A tall figure blocked her path. She froze.Turning slowly, she found herself surrounded by six uniformed security guards, none of whom looked amused."Ma'am, ID badge please," one of them said coolly. The message was clear,Lea

"You're following me?""No!"Their voices overlapped, question and answer in perfect sync--so eerily coordinated it was almost unsettling.Cecilia stared at Liam, silent, her expression unreadable. She continued down the stairs, her heels clicking softly against the concrete.Liam's brows furrowed, the usual mask of indifference cracking--just slightly. For the first time, someone had shattered his composure, reducing it to ashes.He drew a sharp breath and spoke the second she got closer. "I work here."Cecilia paused mid-step, the suspicion in her eyes fading just as quickly as it had appeared.She didn't look at him, brushing past instead, continuing her descent. She didn't turn back for the elevator.Suddenly, walking didn't seem so bad.Liam stayed rooted in place, the faint trace of her perfume lingering--not too strong, not too weak, just enough to be intoxicating. Almost without thinking, he turned and followed, matching her pace."Sorry. I misunderstood," Cecilia said, her

The humidifier in the hospital room quietly sprayed a fine mist, the tiny droplets catching the soft glow of the setting sun outside the window, creating a hazy halo.A tall figure stood silently by the window. The phone lay quietly on the bedside table, its screen flickering faintly, but the man didn't even glance at it.Cecilia slowly opened her eyes. She didn't wake up naturally--hunger was what pulled her from sleep.She hadn't eaten a thing since morning, and now the hunger made her vision blur at the edges.She tried to sit up, but the sharp smell of disinfectant immediately invaded her nose. This was clearly a hospital. Her brows furrowed. She hadn't been hit by the car, had she?Then where exactly was she now?"How're you feeling?" A deep voice broke the silence. Liam turned and approached, his knotted hand gently pressing against her forehead.Cecilia blinked, confused. Why is he here? Had she missed something? A gap in her memory?"You passed out from extreme stress. You'