All Chapters of The CEO's Contract Bride: Marriage On Paper: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Baldwin I couldn’t sit still the moment I heard the news so I got ready to leave my house instantly.I drove straight for the head office of Stamford Group where I was sure Bruce would be. The sudden publicity on Michael’s case meant someone was at work and who else could it be but Bruce?He even managed to get a picture of me at the police station last night. I should have known that Bruce’s influence in the station was great. If he didn’t want me to, I wouldn’t have been permitted to see Michael.I stepped out of the car but with a nose mask on. I didn’t want to risk more pictures. I walked into the office building and found the receptionist.“Good day, sir. How may I help you?” her eager, soprano voice went the moment she saw me.“I am here to see Bruce,” I replied casually.“Bruce?” she asked, taken aback. “Which of the…”“Bruce Stamford,” I replied firmly. “Inform your CEO that I am here to see him.”“Do you have an appointment, sir?” she asked gently.“I don’t but once he knows

Natasha As I removed my heels, I threw them carelessly in the living room.I laid flat on one of the sofas, breathing like I have been dealt with by exhaustion. Well, I really have. It’s been a very long day for me.“Are you okay?” I heard Maria’s voice behind me. She was showing her concern. I turned to her, still lying down,“I am fine… just tired.”“I can tell,” she replied with a smile. “Do you need a massage?”“Maybe,” I muttered. “A foot massage will do. Can you get one of the maids to do it, please?” Maria nodded and left.Three minutes later, she was back with two other maids holding all that would be needed for a foot massage. I sat down to be attended to only to find Maria taking charge.“You don’t have to do it yourself,” I told her immediately.“No, I wish to do it,” she replied.“But you are not in the position to go that low,” I pointed out.“You are not the standard for ‘low’, madam,” she told me firmly. “In fact, it is an honor for me to be able to give you a foot mas

Natasha Lizzie and I were tied up on separate chairs and the men watched over us. If this was a setup as I thought, Lizzie wasn’t supposed to be tied too.It could only mean she was just another victim bullied into doing the will of these rough looking men. All of this was done in the motel room.I shouted at first but no one came to help. Later on, the men covered our mouths with a plaster to stop me from talking.“I dislike curious women like you,” their leader began to tell me.“But if you think about it, all women are curious. You can tell from how they love to gossip. What’s that word they call it? I can’t seem to remember. Since I can’t dislike all the women in the world, I added a clause.”I tried to talk but the plaster wasn’t helping things.“I take it that you are asking about the clause I added,” he continued with a smile.How was I to tell him that I didn’t give a fuck about his clause? All I wanted was to know why he captured Lizzie and I. He couldn’t hear all that so he

BruceIt ended well, very well at that. Lizzie gave a new testimony to the police, confessing she had been kidnapped by the same men that kidnapped Natasha and she had been raped and threatened by them.The men were reprimanded and locked in jail, the false witness was arrested before he could escape and the police promised to question the criminals and find out the true mastermind.I had no doubt that either Baldwin or his secretary, Michael, would be involved.Lastly, Kelvin was released from jail. He was looking rather lean but he was alive. I shook hands with him and we both laughed.“Do you want a drink tonight?” I asked.“I do want a drink but alone,” he replied dryly.“Fine,” I tapped his shoulder. “Go home, have a warm bath, wear nice clothes, and drink until you can’t take any more. You should take the rest of the week off. You can resume work next week. Ah, I will book an appointment for you with my therapist.”“You don’t need to do that,” Kelvin interrupted.“You just went

Baldwin If I had been told that one day, I would have to visit Bruce to plead like a loser, I would probably disbelieve. Well, today was that day.I walked into the mansion’s main building with a bottle of white wine. It’s disrespectful to visit someone empty-handed, you know.I was escorted to the visitor’s living room by one of the maids and I was told to wait there.I waited for ten minutes before another person appeared, the assistant butler actually.“You are Mr. Baldwin McAllen,” the assistant butler said, looking at me from head to toe.“Right, I am,” I replied firmly. “I wish to see Bruce. Isn’t he at home?”“There is a procedure for things like this, Mr. Baldwin. If you were a regular family friend, it would be a lot easier. But you know, are you? You are more like an enemy, just kidding…” the lady said without any hesitation.I knew the ‘just kidding’ she added was not to hurt my feelings. She meant what she said.“Well, I wish to see Bruce. I hope you will…” I tried to spe