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BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

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Chapter 91

Chapter 91Evening. Landon's penthouse. Heavy silence replacing that morning chaos.Landon sat on the couch. Staring at the TV screen. Muted. No sound. Just images.Noah's press conference played on repeat. His brother. Defending him. Clearing his name.But Landon's face showed nothing. Hollow. Like windows to nothing.Sienna watched him quietly. Seeing how his eyes looked empty.He finally turned to her. Voice flat. Cold."Noah never does anything without a reason. He's not defending me out of love. He wants something in return."Lila's death still crushing him. Still there in every word.Sienna moved closer. Trying to reassure. "Maybe he's trying to make things right. Maybe he actually cares."Landon scoffed. Bitter. Broken. "I'm tired of people playing games with my life."He turned back to the TV. Conversation over. Shutting her out.Landon's phone buzzed. He ignored it.Sienna's phone buzzed next. Message notification. Loud in the quiet.She picked it up. Evan's name. Landon's as

Chapter 92

Chapter 92Morning light seeped into the city. Gray. Tired. Like everything else.Landon's car pulled in front of Sienna's home. Blake mansion. Grand. Cold. Imposing.Both looked worn from the fight with Isabella, from the sleepless night, from everything that had been breaking them apart piece by piece.Landon walked her to the door. Insisting he was fine. But his eyes carried weight. So much weight."Text me when you're settled." His voice soft. Careful."I will." She promised.Tenderness between them. Silent understanding. Neither saying what they really felt.She watched him drive away. Heart heavy. Aching. Then turned. Stepped inside.The atmosphere hit her immediately. Unnaturally calm. Quiet before a storm.Richard Blake sat at the head of the long dining table. Reading the morning paper. Posture rigid. Commanding. Always commanding.Victoria sat elegant in her silk robe. Stirring tea. Stealing nervous glances. Between her husband. Between the doorway.Lora, Sienna's cousin, at

Chapter 93

Chapter 93Landon sat in his office in Black Global industries reviewing reports. Face cold. Detached. Unreadable.The world saw him calm. In control. Put together.But inside. Storm. Always a storm.He didn't know yet. What happened at Isabella's. What Sienna had done.Evan stood opposite him. Fidgeting. Sweating. Dropped a pen. Picked it up. Dropped it again.Landon looked up. Brow furrowed. Noticing immediately."You're nervous, Evan. Why?"Evan swallowed. Hard. "Sir. There's something you need to know. About Miss Blake."Something flickered in Evan's expression. Respect maybe. Admiration.Landon stiffened. Spine straightening. "What about her?""Yesterday. I sent her a text. With evidence. That Isabella was behind the fake news. The journalist payment trail. Everything."Silence. Heavy. Suffocating.Landon's jaw tightened. Veins visible on his neck. First spark of rage flickering behind his eyes.Evan continued. Hesitant. Voice shaking. "One more thing, sir. The guard you assigned

Chapter 94

Chapter 94Evening light filtered into the Blake mansion. Soft. Golden. Lying.The house was quiet. Too quiet.Somewhere downstairs, the clock ticked. Steady. Calm. Cruelly normal.Sienna sat by the window. Staring outside. Not really seeing anything.Her eyes swollen from crying. Hadn't slept. Couldn't sleep.She wondered how the world could sound so peaceful when everything inside her was breaking.She'd been holding it all in. All the pain. All the anger. All the words that choked her.Now. She was ready to let it out.Footsteps in the hallway. Slow. Hesitant. Nervous.Richard walked toward her room. For the first time in years, not the proud cold man who gave orders.Just a father. Who'd lost his daughter's trust.He knocked. Soft. "Sienna. Can we talk?"She didn't answer.He opened the door anyway. Stepped inside carefully.She sat on the edge of her bed. Arms crossed. Eyes hard but red. Puffy. Exhausted."I came to say I'm sorry."She let out a laugh. Small. Bitter. Hollow. "Sor

Chapter 95

Chapter 95Night. Landon's penthouse. Quiet. Too quiet.The city glowed below him, but he felt nothing. Just a stillness that made the air feel wrong. Too calm. Like before a storm.City lights behind floor to ceiling windows. Bright. Beautiful. Empty.Landon sat in his home office. Reading a report. Numbers. Data. Things that made sense when nothing else did.His phone buzzed. Vibrating against the glass desk.Security guard. Voice crackling through speaker. "Sir, your brother Noah is here. He says it's urgent."Landon froze. Completely. Phone still in hand.It had been days since he last saw Noah, not since the gala, not since everything fell apart.He thought of their last fight. Shouting. Anger. Years of rivalry finally erupting.Still. He said quiet. Controlled. "Let him in."The door opened. Slow. Heavy.Noah walked in looking different, like he'd been fighting something inside himself and losing.For several seconds, neither spoke. The tension thick. Suffocating.Landon leaned

Chapter 96

Chapter 96Late evening. The Callahan family mansion.Dim lights. Quiet halls. The atmosphere heavy with guilt and regret.Noah drove back home after leaving Landon's penthouse. His hands felt like paper on the steering wheel. Thin. Fragile. Ready to tear.He felt hollow. Not just guilt. Exhaustion that sat deep in his bones. In his soul.The Callahan mansion glowed from afar. Warm lights in the cold night. But to Noah it felt like walking into a grave. His grave.He hesitated at the front door. Hearing muffled voices. His parents talking inside.He took a deep breath. Pushed the door open.Eleanor sat in the living room. Pale. Tense. Sipping wine. Thomas read silently beside her.The moment Noah entered, she looked up. Eyes sharp. Red from crying.Eleanor stood. Voice shaking but full of anger."Where have you been, Noah? You saw the news about Lila's death that we're all trying to forget. I know Landon is behind it to break us. Look what your brother did to this family! After everyt

Chapter 97

Chapter 97Isabella's father's mansion. California.Two days. Two days since her father bundled her back home. Since the scandal broke. Since everything fell apart.Her room locked from outside. Curtains drawn. Guards in the hall. Her father refusing to see her.Isabella's hair messy. Tangled. Wild. Eyes bloodshot. Hadn't slept properly in days. Couldn't sleep.She paced the room, each step echoing like the ticking of a clock she couldn't stop. Back and forth, back and forth, a wild creature trapped in her own home.She kept screaming. Voice hoarse. Raw. Throat burning."You can't do this to me, Landon! You can't leave me for her!"Her voice cracked. Breaking on his name. Always his name.She grabbed a glass vase. Heavy. Expensive. Beautiful.Smashed it against the wall.Sound loud. Violent. Satisfying.Shards scattered across the floor, glittering like diamonds and just as sharp, dangerous as the thoughts racing through her mind.She grabbed perfume bottles. One by one. Threw them. G

Chapter 98

Chapter 98Evening. The city glowing under golden lights. Rare peaceful night after all the storms.Landon stood outside Sienna's art studio. Holding a bouquet. White lilies and red roses. Her favorites.He'd spent twenty minutes choosing them. Making sure each stem was perfect. Each petal unblemished.He dressed simply. Jeans. Dark shirt. Nothing fancy. But something different in his eyes. Softness. Vulnerability. Something Sienna hadn't seen in a long time.The studio door opened. Sienna stepped out. Tired from hours of work but smiling when she saw him. Paint on her hands. Dried streaks of blue and gold. Hair tied messy in a bun coming loose. But to him. Perfect. Absolutely perfect."You didn't have to pick me up." She said. Surprised. Happy surprised. Heart warming at the gesture."I wanted to." Landon replied. Quiet. Sincere. Eyes meeting hers. "Tonight. I just wanted it to be us."She took the flowers. Brought them to her nose. Breathing in deep. Eyes closing. Small smile playi

Chapter 99

Chapter 99Ambulance. Sirens wailing. Lights flashing. Engine roaring.Sienna clutched Landon's hand. Desperate. Terrified. Like her grip could keep him here. Keep him alive. Keep him breathing.Paramedics worked fast. Voices sharp. Urgent. Professional."Pressure dropping!""Start another line!""Stay with us, sir!"Sienna reached forward. Trying to help. Trying to do something. Anything."Let me. I can. I need to."A paramedic grabbed her wrist. Gentle but firm. "Ma'am, let us work. You're in the way.""But I can't just sit here!" Voice rising. Breaking. "He's dying!""We're helping him. You need to stay back."She pulled away. Pressed herself against the ambulance wall. Useless. Worthless. Watching him die and unable to stop it.Landon's chest moved. Shallow. Too shallow. Each breath looking painful. Labored. Wrong.His shirt soaked through. Dark. Wet. Spreading.The smell. Iron. Copper. Death. It filled her nose. Her throat. Making her want to vomit. Making her want to scream.Her

Chapter 100

Chapter 100Dimly lit bar. Late night. Air smelling of whiskey and regret. Music low. Melancholy. Lonely.Noah sat alone at the counter. Drinking heavily. Glass after glass. Trying to drown guilt. Trying to forget pain. Trying to erase his confession to Landon. The look in his brother's eyes. The betrayal. The end of everything.He'd been spiraling. Hours blurring. Drinks multiplying. Nothing helping.His phone lay on the bar. Face up. Screen lighting. Dimming. Lighting again.Dozens of missed calls. Texts from Sienna. Ignored notifications. He couldn't face them. Couldn't face anyone.Then one message appeared. Cutting through the fog. Through the numbness. Through everything.**Landon's been stabbed. He's in surgery. Please come.** Sienna.The words hit like thunder. Like lightning. Like the world ending.Noah froze. Heart pounding. Everything inside him going still. Silent. Dead.He read it again. And again. Not believing. Not processing.Stabbed. Surgery. Please come.The glass sl

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