Semua Bab CEO Secret Bride: Bab 1 - Bab 9

The church bells rang softly, echoing through the grand hall as Olivia took her first steps down the aisle.She radiated beauty, her chocolate skin glowing beneath the delicate lace veil, her smile wide and bright, her eyes sparkling with dreams of forever. Each step was filled with excitement, her heart leaping at the thought that in a few minutes, she would finally be Mrs. Jack.Her mother dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, her brother grinned proudly, and the guests leaned in, admiring the stunning bride. The air was filled with warmth and expectation.Olivia reached the altar, her smile still glowing as she turned to face the aisle, waiting for her groom to join her.And she waited.Five minutes passed. The organist shifted uncomfortably, replaying the wedding hymn. The priest cleared his throat, checking his watch. Olivia's smile wavered, but she steadied herself, whispering He's coming, he must be coming.Ten minutes. The whispers began.Twenty minutes. Her bouquet trembled in

There was a pause. “A wedding?” His mother’s tone brightened instantly. “Oh, don’t tell me you finally proposed to that nice British woman we met in London! What was her name, Amelia?”He hesitated. “Not Amelia. Someone else.”Another pause.His father spoke this time, voice steady but wary. “Sebastian. What exactly are you trying to tell us?”“I got married,” he said simply.For a few seconds, silence reigned. Then,“You what?” his mother shrieked. “Married? To whom? When?!”“Yesterday. At a church in downtown Manhattan.”“Dear God,” his father muttered. “And who is the woman?”“Her name is Olivia Bennett. She works at the company. She was supposed to marry one of our marketing managers, but he left her at the altar. ” Sebastian exhaled. “I stepped in.”The silence that followed was heavier than before.When his mother spoke again, her tone had shifted from shock to anger. “Sebastian Alexander Hart! You married a stranger? At a public event? Without consulting anyone?”He winced. “It

By the time she joined him for breakfast, he was dressed sharply again, navy shirt, dark trousers, sleeves rolled to his forearms as he scrolled through emails on his laptop.He looked up briefly. “Sleep well?”“As well as someone who just accidentally became a headline,” she said wryly.He smiled faintly. “You’ll get used to it.”“I really hope not.”He chuckled softly, setting aside his laptop. “There’s something you should see.”He handed her a folded newspaper. On the front page, a blurred photograph of her stood under the bold headline:“THE RUNAWAY BRIDE WHO DIDN’T RUN. MYSTERY GROOM STEALS THE DAY.”Olivia’s pulse jumped. “Oh my God.”“It’s already viral,” Sebastian said calmly. “But the good news is, no one has connected you to the company yet. We have time.”She sank into the chair opposite him. “You’re not worried?”“Worry doesn’t help. Action does.”“You sound like a man who’s used to controlling everything.”He smiled slightly. “I try.”Olivia bit her lip, studying him th

Sebastian Hart wasn’t physically in the building, but his presence was everywhere.He had assigned one of his most trusted aides, Nathan, to “observe” the workplace. Nathan was a smooth, watchful man who knew when to speak and when to blend into the background.That morning, he’d called Sebastian with an update.“Sir, Mrs. Hart reported to work at exactly 8:45 a.m. She’s maintaining a professional demeanor, but it’s clear her colleagues are talking.”“Anyone causing trouble?”“The ex-fiancé, Jack Holden. He made a scene earlier, a public humiliation. Mrs. Hart handled it well.”“Keep an eye on him,” Sebastian said flatly. “Discreetly. And if anyone tries to make her life difficult, I want to know immediately.”“Understood, sir.”Sebastian ended the call and leaned back in his chair. His expression remained calm, but a storm brewed behind his eyes.He’d known returning to the corporate world would be messy, but he hadn’t expected to care this much.The image of Olivia walking into that

He leaned back, studying her quietly. “You don’t have to pretend for long.”Her eyes widened. “What does that mean?”He folded his hands. “There’s a shareholders’ dinner tomorrow night, a small one. I’d like you to come. Officially.”“As your?”“As my wife,” he finished softly.Olivia’s breath caught. “Sebastian, that’s. people will start asking questions.”“They already are,” he said evenly. “And I’d rather the truth come from me than from a leak.”She stared at him, torn between panic and awe.He was calm, steady, unshakable, the way he always was. And somehow, that steadiness made her want to believe him.“I don’t know if I’m ready for this,” she whispered.“You don’t have to be,” he replied gently. “You just have to stand beside me.”Her heart twisted. “You make it sound so easy.”“It isn’t,” he said quietly. “But we’ll face it together.”The next day, the office was even louder than before.The news of the upcoming shareholders’ dinner had everyone buzzing, from executives to int