All Chapters of One Bride, Two Masters : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Vanessa sat at a corner table in a quiet café near the old plaza. The morning was bright, but the sunlight felt distant behind the glass windows. She had ordered a cup of cappuccino, though she had barely touched it. Her eyes darted to the door every few seconds. At exactly ten, a woman walked in, her face hidden behind large sunglasses and a scarf. She scanned the café briefly before spotting Vanessa. Slowly, she walked over and sat opposite her. “Vanessa Hares,” Evelyn said dryly as she removed her sunglasses. Her voice carried the rough tone of someone who had lived through too much. “It’s been years.” Vanessa smiled faintly. “You haven’t changed much.” Evelyn gave a small scoff. “You have. Still wearing that expensive perfume, I see.” Vanessa laughed softly. “Some habits never die.” They sat in silence for a moment, each observing the other. Evelyn’s clothes were simple a faded brown blouse and black jeans. She looked older, worn out by life, but her eyes still carried a spa

"Baby tigress daddy" Mr Hares broke the silence. Darius went back to the company he goes to his office to bury his head, It wasn’t long before Mr. Hares, Vanessa’s father, walked back into the room. His expression was as sharp as his voice. He didn’t even bother to knock.“Darius, you’re walking on thin ice,” he said coldly, closing the door behind him. “You’ve been too reckless lately. Signing loans without full board approval, and now letting that woman of yours parade around like she owns the place.”Darius’s head snapped up. His tone was calm but firm. “That woman has a name, Mr. Hares. It’s Lena. And whatever I do with her has nothing to do with you or the company.”Mr. Hares gave a low, sarcastic chuckle. “It has everything to do with the company, young man. You’re dragging the Blackwood name into the mud. That girl is trouble, and everyone can see it except you. You’d better tame your tigress before she burns this empire to the ground.”Darius stood up slowly. His tall frame a

Mr. Hares sat frozen in his office chair, He didn’t need to ask who had sent it. He already knew. The tone was too sharp, too precise. He had worked with these people long enough to understand what they were capable of.His fingers trembled slightly as he loosened his tie and leaned back. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but it didn’t help. His mind was racing.“This is bad,” he muttered to himself.He picked up his phone and dialed Damian’s number. It rang once, twice, three times. No answer. He tried again. Still nothing.“Come on, pick up,” he whispered, his voice growing more tense. But the line stayed silent.He rubbed his forehead, frustration rising in him. Damian was the only one who could handle this kind of situation. He needed to know what was happening. But Damian wasn’t answering, and that left him completely alone.For a moment, Mr. Hares thought about ignoring the message, pretending he hadn’t seen it. But the thought of his family flashed in his mind t

The sound came first as a distant echo one loud bang, then another.Lena froze in her tracks. She was still with Grandma Grace, who had been telling her stories about her late husband when the noise grew louder.“What is that?” Grandma Grace asked, her voice trembling slightly.“I don’t know,” Lena said, standing quickly.Then came the panic. The shouts of maids filled the hallway. Doors slammed, footsteps rushed. Someone screamed from the corridor, “They’re breaking in! Armed men!”Lena’s heart jumped. She hurried to the window and pushed the curtain aside. From the second floor, she could see the front yard a group of masked men were running around, firing shots in the air. The security guards at the gate were shouting and taking cover.“Grandma, stay back,” Lena said, turning to pull her away from the window. The old woman’s hands shook as she held onto the armrest of her chair.“What is happening, my dear?”“I don’t know,” Lena replied, her voice low. “But please, stay calm. I’ll

“Don’t scream.”The voice was low, familiar, and close enough that Lena felt the warm breath near her ear.She froze, unable to move or speak.“It’s me,” the voice repeated quietly.Lena slowly turned her head and found Daniel, one of the senior guards, standing behind her. His face was tense, his eyes sharp.She let out a shaky breath. “You scared me.”“You shouldn’t be here,” Daniel whispered.“I heard something,” Lena whispered back. “Someone is inside that room. Someone is talking.”Daniel looked past her shoulder toward the unused room. “I know. I’ve been trying to get closer without being noticed.”Lena’s eyes widened. “So you heard it too?”Daniel nodded once. “Enough to know something is wrong.”They both turned their heads slightly toward the doorway.The voice inside the room continued speaking low, calm, but serious. Lena couldn’t make out the words from this distance.Daniel leaned closer. “Stay behind me.”“I’m not going anywhere,” she replied.He hesitated but didn’t arg