All Chapters of Tamed By My Stepbrother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

DRAKE’S POV "Everything was settled, Sir, your meeting with the Board of Directors is scheduled for tomorrow," my secretary said as she placed some papers on my desk. I took them to review. I was currently working on an investment, and I wanted to secure the largest stocks to make it easier for me to attain the CEO position. "Are you sure everything is in order and there won't be any problems?" I inquired. "Yes, sir, your presence is all that's needed to ensure everything goes smoothly." "Okay, thank you! You can go home now," I said, as it was already past office hours. "Alright, sir, I'll leave ahead of you," she replied. Once she left, I looked at the papers in my hand. I wasn't sure what came over me to do this. I placed them on my desk and stood up to head home. It had been

KEIRA’S POV"Is the doctor you mentioned not here yet?" I anxiously asked the nurse attending to my child.My voice sounded foreign to my own ears—thin, trembling, barely holding together. I couldn’t take my eyes off Draven. His small chest rose and fell unevenly, and every shallow breath felt like a knife pressing against my heart. I kept telling myself to stay calm. I needed to be strong. But seeing him like this—helpless and pale under the harsh hospital lights—made it impossible.The nurse was about to answer when a doctor suddenly swept aside the curtain, and both of us turned to look at her."Good evening. Are you the child's mother?" she asked as she approached us. She gently stroked my child's head, her touch careful and professional. "I'm Doctor Wendy. I just wanted to ask what the child has eaten all day and if they have had any history of allergy attacks before."I furrowed my brow at her question, not because I didn’t understand—but because guilt instantly crept into my ch

KEIRA’S POVWhen Trisha and Dad arrived, Dad stood up and looked at me."I'm sorry, Keira, if only I had the courage to tell you the truth sooner. If I had known you'd be hurt this way, I would have insisted to your mom that we tell you the truth a long time ago," he said with sincerity."It's okay, Dad. I understand everything.""Alright, I'll go home for now, but I'll come back tomorrow. I need to go home as well.""Okay, Dad, take care. I bid him farewell and escorted him to the door.Even in that situation, I couldn't feel even a hint of resentment towards them. After all, I owed them a lot, and I knew I had no right to be angry because, even though they weren't my biological parents, they provided for my needs and gave me the wholehearted love that my real parents denied me."Who's that, Keira?" Trisha asked as Dad left."That's my dad.""Are you serious?" She asked in disbelief, so I just nodded. "Wow! What a coincidence that you and your dad met today, Keira," she added, still

KEIRA’S POV Because of our sudden return to Cresswell, Jessica couldn't join us anymore because she couldn't leave her sick mother. And although I completely understood her situation, it didn’t stop the heavy feeling forming inside my chest. It felt like I was losing more than just help in the house. I was losing stability. This is why I'm currently worried about who will take care of my children. The thought alone made my stomach tighten. My twins were still so young. They needed consistency, someone gentle, someone patient. I couldn’t just entrust them to a stranger. The world wasn’t kind enough for blind trust. "Jess, do you have anyone you can recommend to me?" I asked her with a sad tone. I tried to keep my voice steady, but even I could hear the anxiety underneath it. "I trust you, and I don't know if I can trust anyone else to take care

KEIRA’S POV Upon arriving at the front of Hope's Promise Haven, Trisha was already there to greet me, her face showing signs of impatience. "You took quite a while, girl!" she complained while fanning herself continuously because the sun was starting to shine intensely, and her constant sweating was a clear indication that she had been waiting for me for a while. "I had to give some instructions to Serene about the kids, so I couldn't leave right away. Sorry!" I explained. "Come on, let's go inside," I invited her, and I walked ahead toward the gate. As soon as we entered, we could hear the children playing and laughing loudly. I couldn't help but feel a sudden pang of empathy for those kids, maybe because I knew that as they reached the right age, they would eventually seek the truth about themselves, just like I did. "Good morning. How can I assist you wi