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TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 141 - 챕터 150

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One-Hundred and Forty-One

Nicole's POV When we got home that day I felt very relieved. I had slowly become free in Adrian's apartment.I sat across from Adrian in the living room, the soft hum of the city outside our window filling the quiet gaps between us. He was casually flipping through some papers, clearly focused, but I could feel the tension radiating off him even in this calm space.“What’s the recent activity going on in the company?” I started a small talk.“So… the election,” he said casually, setting the papers down. His tone made it sound like he was talking about the weather, but I knew better. “Better me and my brother.”I raised an eyebrow. “You’re always so calm about everything,” I said softly, leaning back in my chair. “Even when they treat you like… like garbage.”Adrian looked at me and gave a small, knowing smile, almost fond. “They are family,” he said simply.I blinked at him, not sure if he expected that to be enough of an explanation. “Family?” I repeated. “Even when Marianna and L

One-Hundred and Forty-Two

Adrian's POV I walked into the boardroom, papers in hand, and immediately noticed Ethan’s posture. He wasn’t his usual calm, collected self. His hands tapped nervously on the edge of the table, and his eyes kept flicking to the door as if expecting someone to burst in.“Ethan,” I said, raising my voice just enough to break through his distraction. “What’s going on with you? You’ve been off since this morning.”He hesitated, swallowing hard. “It’s… Zara,” he muttered finally. His voice was low, almost guilty. “She’s been… weird lately. She barely picks up my calls. I… I don’t know what to do.”I leaned back, crossing my arms. “Weird how?” I asked, keeping my voice steady but my mind racing.He looked down at the table. “She’s… distant. Angry, maybe. She doesn’t want to see anyone right now. And when I do talk to her, she just… yells. She doesn’t want me around.”I nodded slowly, trying to offer what little comfort I could. “People deal with things differently, Ethan. Maybe she’s bus

One-Hundred and Forty-Three

Adrian's POV The director took his seat, clearing his throat. The room fell into a tense silence. Every eye was on him, waiting for what he would do.“I have five points,” he said calmly, his gaze sweeping the room. “And I cast my vote for Adrian Blackwood.”The words landed like a hammer. A collective gasp filled the boardroom, and Marianna’s carefully composed expression cracked just a fraction. Her eyes blazed with fury, but she forced herself to remain seated, biting back the words she wanted to shout.I allowed myself the smallest smirk, one that I directed subtly toward Marianna. She noticed, I knew, and the hint of her boiling anger made the moment all the sweeter. Liam’s face went pale, and his jaw clenched so tightly I could almost hear the muscles grind.Ethan’s eyes met mine, and he gave the slightest nod, a shared spark of triumph between us. I could feel the weight in the room shift. Where moments ago, Liam had thought the game was in his favor, now the balance h

One-Hundred and Forty-Four

Nicole's POV I froze as I went through Adrian’s stuff. My fingers trembled slightly as I flipped through files and notebooks, my mind racing. Tabs… tracking… notes on his family. Everything pointed to the fact that he was working against them, quietly, methodically.Could this be the reason he spoke so calmly, so casually, about everything? The boardroom, Marianna, Liam… all of it? Was it all part of some plan he had been keeping from me? My stomach twisted. Part of me was curious, drawn to the layers of strategy he had hidden so well.I lifted one of the files, and my heart nearly stopped. There were notes, names, dates, connections. He’d been watching, keeping track of everyone and everything. And somehow, I hadn’t suspected a thing. How could I have been so blind?Suddenly, the front door creaked open. My head snapped toward it, and panic shot through me. My hands flew, scrambling to put everything back in place, stack the papers neatly, and make it look like I’d never touc

One-Hundred and Forty-Five

THIRD PERSON'S POV That evening, Ethan arrived at Zara’s apartment with a mixture of hope and hesitation. He’d been on edge all day, wondering if she had even thought about him, if she was okay. The knock on the door felt heavier than usual, and his heart thumped with anticipation.The door swung open before he could even knock a second time.“Why is it opened down?” He thought to himself.He stepped in carefully and there she was but she wasn’t alone.A man was sitting on the couch with her, laughing at something she had just said. They were half naked over a blanket.His face twisted slightly as he saw Ethan standing there, and for a moment, the room froze.“Ethan?” Zara’s voice caught in her throat, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes.He stepped inside, trying to mask the sharp pang in his chest. “Zara… I—”But before he could finish, the man on the couch spoke, his tone casual but pointed. “And you are?”Ethan’s jaw tightened. He glanced at Zara, searching for an explanatio

One Hundred and Forty-Six

Third Person's POV Frank sat on the cold hospital floor, his back pressed against the wall, staring blankly at the white tiles in front of him. The rhythmic beeping of the monitors was gone now, his mother was gone. The sterile smell of antiseptic clung to the air, but he barely noticed.A bitter laugh escaped his lips, sharp and hollow. His hands shook as he picked up a pen from the nearby counter, and he began scribbling on the floor, each word dripping with rage and grief."You took everything… everything from me. Seven years, and now you take her too. Leo… you will regret ever knowing me. Ryder, you will all pay."He stopped for a moment, his chest heaving, eyes burning with unshed tears. The floor beneath him bore his anger, his pain, his promise of revenge. Every stroke was a vow, a whisper of the storm he was preparing to unleash.His fingers tightened around the pen. He could still see her face, peaceful yet fragile, the woman who had fought to keep them alive, now gone

One Hundred and Forty-Seven

THIRD PERSON'S POV The next morning,Zara sat at her desk, her hands were curled loosely around a pen, but she wasn’t writing. The office around her buzzed with the usual energy, colleagues chatting in low voices but none of it reached her. She felt like she was watching everything from behind a foggy glass, disconnected from the world she moved in so effortlessly every day.Her mind kept replaying the events of the past few days, the arguments, the calls she had avoided, the way Ethan had tried to reach her. She felt exposed in ways she hadn’t allowed herself to feel before. Her chest tightened as memories surged forward. She remembered her parents, the stern looks they had given her when she tried to talk about feelings, about mistakes, about vulnerabilities. She remembered their disappointment when she had fallen short of their expectations, the way they had disowned her.They had always pushed her, forced her to be perfect, forced her to hide her weaknesses. And now, even a

One Hundred and Forty-Eight

THIRD PERSON POVThe bar was dimly lit, drowning in shadows and low murmurs.Ethan sat alone at the far end of the counter. A glass of whiskey rested in his hand—half empty.Or half full.He wasn’t sure anymore.He stared at it like it held answers.Like somewhere in that amber liquid was a version of him that hadn’t lost everything.“Another?” The bartender didn’t even wait for a response this time.He had been watching Ethan for the past hour.Watching the way the man drank, not for taste, not for pleasure but like he was trying to erase something.Ethan gave a slight nod anyway.The glass was refilled again.Silence settled around him, but inside his head, it was anything but quiet.Ethan let out a low, bitter chuckle, dragging a hand down his face. “Yeah…” he muttered under his breath. “That’s new.”He lifted the glass and downed it in one go, the burn sharp, “Stupid,” he muttered.He wasn’t even sure who he was talking about anymore. Her or himself?Another glass slid toward him

One Hundred and Forty-Nine

Nicole’s POV Later that day, I went to the hospital hoping to see Frank with his mother.I had tried calling him but he was unreachable.I slowed down as I stepped out of the elevator, the faint smell of antiseptic hitting me immediately. It clung to the air, sterile and sharp, but beneath it… there was something else.Something hollow.My fingers tightened slightly around my bag as I scanned the hallway, looking for Frank.He had told me the room number below, when we came to visit his mom in the hospital.There were people outside the ward.My steps slowed. I didn't know why I had an ominous feeling, like something was wrong.I walked closer, my heartbeat suddenly loud in my ears, and that’s when I saw him.Frank.He was sitting on one of the metal chairs, his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped together so tightly his knuckles had gone pale.His head was bowed.“Frank…” I called softly.He didn’t respond immediately.For a second, I thought maybe he hadn’t heard me.Then slowly

One Hundred and Fifty

THIRD PERSON POVThe warehouse was empty and cold.Liam preferred it that way.The heavy metal door slammed shut behind him with a sharp, resounding bang that echoed across the wide, open structure.For a moment, he just stood there.His jaw tightened, the muscle ticking visibly as he shrugged off his jacket and tossed it carelessly onto a nearby crate.“Shit. So I'm going to be a father.” He laughed like a maniac.His hand moved to his pocket, pulling out a cigarette with practiced ease. He lit it, the flame briefly illuminating the sharp angles of his face before disappearing again.The first inhale was deep. He held it in longer than necessary, like he needed it to burn.Then he exhaled slowly.Smoke curled into the air, dissolving into nothing.His eyes darkened. “Why the hell is my life going off balance and Adrian taking what belongs to me?’“I'm in charge, I should be the CEO, Nicole should be my girlfriend.” He screamed to the empty warehouse.”Without thinking, he reached f

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