Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Kabanata 411 - Kabanata 420

Early the next morning, just as the sky began to brighten, everyone at Sinclair Manor was expected to get up around eight for breakfast.That said, pregnant women needed extra rest and didn't have to wake early. Patients required care and didn't have to either. As for guests, there was no reason for them to be up so early at all.As a result, the spacious dining room held only the three brothers, sitting across from one another.Robin, dark circles heavy under his eyes, cast a sly look at the other two.A faint smile tugged at his lips as he took a quiet sip of water without saying a word.Murphy, as always, looked impassive, calmly drinking his coffee.Liam, however, was another story. Cecilia had kissed him far too hard the night before--his lips were split, his tongue bitten, and there were even a few small cuts inside his mouth.Every slight movement sent a sharp, unmistakable sting through him.After a quick wash-up, Ferdinand took his seat. He glanced at the three of them, immed

The early morning calm at Sinclair Manor was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps.The door to Cecilia's bedroom flew open. Her clothes were slightly disheveled, one slipper barely on her foot as she rushed out in a panic."Oh no--this is bad! I'm going to be late for the meeting!" She glanced at her watch. It was already past ten, and her anxiety spiked instantly.Liam hadn't woken her up today like he usually did.She ran her fingers roughly through her long hair, hastily tying it back while hopping on one foot, struggling to get her other shoe on.A maid polishing a vase in the hallway jumped in fright and quickly pressed herself against the wall to clear the way."What's all this noise?" Ferdinand's study door opened. Leaning on his cane, he stepped out just in time to see Cecilia sweep through the living room like a gust of wind, snatching the coat draped over the back of the sofa."Father, I'm heading out!" she called over her shoulder, already sprinting toward the front

All afternoon, Cecilia felt a nameless irritation weighing on her chest.Within MT Group--especially among the female employees--there was a subtle but unmistakable undercurrent of excitement in the air.Whispers drifted through the corridors, accompanied by suppressed laughter, and it was obvious where all of it was coming from.The new arrival. Meredith.And the fact that he appeared to be doing absolutely nothing.Even Susan, the always-professional chief secretary, had found reasons to enter Meredith's temporary office several times--"delivering documents," "confirming schedules." Each time she came back, there was an unmistakable sparkle in her eyes.As for Meredith himself, he was like a piece of gum that refused to come off.One moment, he wandered into Cecilia's office holding a cup of coffee, claiming he was "admiring the Central Park view."The next, he appeared again with an exquisitely plated dessert from some assistant, explaining that he was "taking refuge from overly en

Outside the office, Meredith leaned casually against the corridor window, an unlit cigarette resting between his fingers.When he saw Liam approaching from the elevator, the corner of his lips curved into a knowing, almost playful smile.Inside the secretarial office, the two secretaries immediately lowered their heads, holding their breath and pretending to be busy.No one wanted to get caught in the invisible tension crackling between those two men.Liam didn't slow his pace. He calmly adjusted his cuffs as he walked, the clasp of his watch making a soft *click*. His expression was so composed it was as if he were merely passing a mirror.Just then, Meredith's phone rang.He glanced at the screen, his smile deepening. "It's here? Great. Bring it straight up."Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the elevator chimed open. A delivery worker wheeled out a potted lemon tree nearly as tall as a person.Its lush green leaves gleamed under the lights, with several unopened buds peeking

Late at night, Ferdinand stood alone on the balcony, slowly savoring a glass of whiskey.From somewhere far away came the faint wail of sirens. He frowned slightly and set his glass down.At this hour--what could possibly be happening?Almost at the same moment, the study door was flung open. The butler stumbled inside, all his usual composure gone.Ferdinand's expression darkened. "What are you panicking for? Catch your breath before you speak."Garth couldn't steady his breathing at all. His voice trembled violently. "J-just now... Vicky called... she said Robin... he...""What did he do now?" Ferdinand shot to his feet, anger flashing across his face. "Did he go out causing trouble again? Get my coat! That boy never lets anyone have a peaceful day. No wonder Vicky originally--""No!" Garth almost screamed. "It was an attack! Robin was shot on the mountain road on the way home--shot in the head. Vicky said... she said you should come to the hospital as soon as possible... to s-see h