All Chapters of In the arms of two sins: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Elias Pov She stared at the screen, picking it up and pressed it to her ear. "Hello?" she said. She listened for a moment, her eyes widening as they met mine. "The police? Here? Now?"She lowered the phone after she hung up and looked up at me. "That was the police. They said they are downstairs. They are inside the company right now."I stood up immediately, buttoning my suit jacket. "Let’s go downstairs then."We exited the executive suite and headed for the elevators. As the doors slid open on the ground floor, the usual polished silence of the company lobby had been replaced by a cacophony of raised voices and heavy footsteps. It was chaos. Some staffs were streaming through the glass entrance, but stopped the moment they saw it. Some were standing in clusters, their faces a mix of shock and curiosity. Dozens of smartphones were held high, recording the scene. The security team, usually so composed, was struggling to stop some officers from entering the company."Where is the

Elias Pov I stopped at Richard’s door first, pushing it open just an inch. He was fast asleep, his breathing rhythmic and deep. The tension that had lived in his jaw for weeks had finally smoothed out. I closed the door softly and moved to the next room.Through the half-open door, I saw Andrea sitting on the edge of her bed. Camille was beside her, her hand resting on Andrea’s shoulder. I could hear Camille’s voice, low and thick with emotion."I am so sorry, Andrea," Camille whispered. "I was so blinded by my own fear that I didn't believe you. I let you stand alone when you needed me most."Andrea didn't answer with words. She just leaned into Camille, her head resting on her mother’s chest, her shoulders shaking with quiet, exhausted sobs. It was a sight I never thought I’d see again—a moment of genuine, unfiltered connection between them. I turned away, giving them the privacy they had earned.I went to my own room and stripped off my suit. I felt like I was shedding a skin tha

Richard's PovI didn't know what to say at first. My mind was a tangle of protective instincts and the cold, hard reality of the last few months. Finally, I leaned back, my chair creaking softly in the stillness."I didn't expect the timing, Elias," I said, my voice sounding more tired than I felt. "But I’d be a fool to say I didn't suspect something was going on between the two of you, even before I had confirmed it."Elias didn't flinch. "I love her a lot. I can't stop now. I’ve tried to fight it when I thought it wouldn't work out between us. and I’ve tried to ignore it for the sake of the family name, but none of that matters if she isn’t by my side. I’m not asking for a favor. I’m telling you that she is the only woman I wish to spend the rest of my life with."I looked at him searching , but I found only a raw, desperate sincerity. "I knew about your feelings at the time," I admitted. "David told me about it. He saw it before I did, or perhaps he was just more willing to admit w

Elias Pov I woke up before the sun had fully cleared the horizon, the gray light of dawn filtering through the curtains of my bedroom. I felt light today. I stared at the ceiling, a slow, genuine smile spreading across my face as the memory of the previous night flooded back. Her voice. It had been trembling, hesitant, but she had said it. *I love you.* I knew how much those words cost her. Mara wasn't a woman of grand gestures or easy declarations; she was shy, guarded by years of having to hide her heart to survive. For her to say it first, to reach out through the silence and claim me, meant more than any contract I had ever signed. I closed my eyes for a second, savoring the victory. I loved her more—I knew I did—because I had loved her from the beginning.I got out of bed, moving with a purpose that had been missing for weeks. I showered and dressed in a charcoal suit, choosing a tie with a hint of deep red. I looked at myself in the mirror and didn't see the weary man who had

Mara's Pov The drive home was quiet.Not uncomfortable quiet, but the kind that came after too many emotions had been pulled to the surface in one day. The city lights blurred past the car windows in long streaks of gold and white, while the memory of Margaret’s broken cries refused to leave my mind.I had seen her angry. Bitter. Cruel. Dangerous.But never shattered.I glanced at Elias beside me. His hands rested steadily on the steering wheel, jaw set, eyes forward. Yet every now and then, I caught him looking at me briefly, as though making sure I was still alright.I offered him a small smile.He reached over with one hand and squeezed mine.No words were needed.By the time we arrived at the mansion, warmth greeted us before we even stepped fully inside.Camille was the first to rush forward.“There you are,” she said, touching my cheek like a worried mother. “You look exhausted.”“I’m fine,” I said softly. “Just tired.”Andrea appeared behind her, smiling gently.“How did your