Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married to my stepbrother boss.: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

My hands shook as I waited for the phone ring. It had been three hours since I got the call from the anonymous caller. Three hours to get someone willing enough to do urgent work. I even had to pay three times the market price due to the urgency. When the anonymous caller had called me earlier, I had almost dismissed him as a spam caller until he laughed and said, “If you want to be Mrs. Greyson, then listen very carefully.” I was intrigued. Not just because someone who I didn’t know could tell what I desperately wanted, but because I was also desperate. The past few weeks I had initiated everything in the book of seduction with Kaid but he appeared unmoved. Nothing worked. The guy was like a monk. Not only that, even though he was kind and had given me room to do as I pleased in the house, I could tell it was forced. He was no longer the Kaid I used to know. The Kaid I knew, the Kaid who would listen to everything I say and couldn’t help but do anything for me, I lost him the mome

My fingers dug into my palm, drawing blood as my thoughts swirled continuously. Sage was the cause of all the problems that I have been facing these past months. When I convinced Kaid to marry her to fuel his revenge cause, it was simply to destroy her Barbie world. She had everything I had ever wanted. The love, the affection of a father, a company, a name, a legacy. And I? What did I have? Nothing. I didn’t see why she should enjoy herself in her castle while I watch the little princess from outside her castle walls. ‘You are so close, Vivian. So close,’ And yet, I couldn’t help but feel a little frightened. I was so sure I knew every test that had been carried out by Philip the last time I visited the hospital with Kaid. And he never mentioned a DNA test. I should have known Kaid would have his guards up against me. But I never suspected he would ever think to carry out a DNA test so soon. At most, I assumed I had until the child was born. Did he really want to keep his m

“She knew,” Parker said. “Vivian knew you did a DNA test. But how? Could she have gotten Philip to give a false result?” Parker asked for the umpteenth time, but I could hear the uncertainty in his voice. Philip had been the Greysons’ family doctor for years. It was impossible. “He would never,” I replied. I drummed against the desk, while my mind moved restlessly. I knew Philip would never betray me. Yet, Vivian knowing about the DNA test was what I didn’t understand. I had specifically opted for a non-invasive method. Hence why I had to wait for weeks and keep everything quiet, living a double life at the expense of Sage’s feelings. “It doesn’t make sense,” I growled in frustration. “Unless someone told her. Or unless she has eyes everywhere, which is almost as good as impossible.” I added. “Hmm, don’t forget she found out about Sage’s pregnancy then. How did you think she did it?” Parker asked with a frown. “Hmm,” I shook my head immediately, almost too quickly. “No. Philip’

Just then, I heard someone scoff behind me. As soon as I turned to look, it was Sage. She looked at me with disdain and shook her head.“Are you bothering my mum with your lies again?” She asked,“Sage, no, I—I came to see you.” I immediately stood up, swallowing slightly. She was glowing. Not to mention that she looked so amazing in that black knee-length dress she was wearing.“Then I hope it’s about the divorce. When are we going to finalize it?” She asked.“I haven’t signed it. Sage, come back home,” I swallowed again, watching how her eyes widened briefly before shaking her head. “I’m not here for this,” She turned around to leave.“The child isn’t mine.” She stopped in her tracks. I could see the way her spine stiffened at the sudden truth. “Vivian lied. She went to a fertility clinic, and she got someone to swap the DNA result. These past few weeks, all I did was to make her believe I was on her side. All I wanted was to get the truth and gather evidence, but I can’t do this wi

I was on my second cup of coffee, waiting for my client who had rescheduled for the third time in a row. His company was about five years old but had hit a roadblock and was trying to salvage the situation. The banks were on him as well as investors. I had gotten him through a referral from one of my old-time contacts, and he had sounded wiling but every time, he always canceled. Honestly, I couldn’t fault him. My company was fairly new and had just wrapped up the process of obtaining its license to operate fully. It was only normal for him to be skeptical. But I have been on this road before. Never mind how it turned out. But I believe I knew where to look. worst-case scenario, we would break the company into bits and sell it in parts. That way, he would be able to breathe even when it was all gone, and he could start over. But hey, that was strictly in the worse case scenario. I subconsciously glanced at my watch again. He was already two hours late for our appointment. At this rat