Semua Bab On The Wrong Bed; The Twin Brother's Secret: Bab 41 - Bab 50

042♦♦♦♦The car screeched into the hospital compound, tires protesting loudly against the concrete as Lewis slammed on the brakes. He was out of the car before the engine fully died, yanking the door open with shaking hands.“Move....please move!” he barked at the nurses rushing forward with a stretcher.Lewis lifted Eleanor into his arms without hesitation, his grip tight, almost desperate, as though letting go would mean losing her. Her body felt frighteningly light, limp against his chest, her head resting unnaturally against his shoulder.“I’m sorry, Ele,” he breathed, panic cracking through his usually steady voice. “Please… please wake up.”Lucas followed closely, his face pale, his hands clenched into fists. “Eleanor,” he called hoarsely. “Open your eyes. Please.”The nurses intercepted them at the ER doors, firm but professional.“Only medical staff beyond this point,” one of them said sharply.“Please take care of her!” Lewis and Lucas said at the same time, their voices over

044♦♦♦♦In a room filled with piles of files, a man in his late forties paced restlessly. His height was imposing, his build solid and well-maintained, yet panic radiated from him.“We have to do something!” William snapped.“Dad…” Vanessa said quietly.“Don’t you dare call me that, you cheap slut!” William flared. “I thought you said you could control those two! Now one of them is getting married.”“I will take care of it,” she replied, clenching her clothes angrily, blaming Eleanor inwardly for everything.“Until when? Until the bank seizes my company?!” he yelled.“I’m trying to get a chance to get close to them… to make them trust me like before,” Vanessa explained.“If they aren’t giving you a chance, then create one,” William said. Vanessa sighed.“I don’t know how.”“You’ve done this before,” he said coldly. “Just like the time you pushed Lucas and saved him. Do something like that again, and they’ll worship you.”William knelt before her, a cunning smirk on his lips.“You wan

♦♦♦♦ Lucas sat on his desk, one leg hooked over the edge, his shoulders tense as he monitored investors pulling out of the company one after another. Red indicators flashed on the screen like warning sirens, each notification another calculated strike against his authority. The numbers dropped steadily, percentages shrinking in real time, and every decline felt personal. He sighed heavily, dragging a hand down his face, knowing without a single doubt that this was Lewis’s doing. There was no need for proof. This was Lewis’s signature… silent, calculated, merciless. He never attacked directly. He dismantled foundations quietly until the entire structure collapsed under its own weight. “He is taking this too far!” Lucas snapped, his voice echoing sharply in the spacious office. The restraint he had been forcing all night finally cracked as he hurled the tablet across the room. It collided violently with the wall and shattered on impact, pieces scattering across the polished floor li

♦♦♦♦The maid paused with a sigh. “He already left,” the maid replied flatly.“What? Didn’t they eat breakfast?” Vanessa asked again.“No. He had to attend to his fiancée at the hospital,” the maid said, eyeing Vanessa with open disgust.It clicked immediately. Her good-girl image was shattered. She had spent the night screwing her stepdad instead of pretending to be worried about Eleanor.“Oh… he told me already. I forgot,” Vanessa lied, leaving the room embarrassed. The maids no longer looked at her the same way.She crashed out angrily in her room, slamming the door behind her as if she could lock her rage inside the walls. The silence that followed only worsened the storm in her chest. She paced the floor like a caged animal, fingers twitching, jaw clenched, eyes burning with resentment. After a long while, her breathing slowed, and something cold and deliberate settled in her gaze. A plan began to form.Vanessa moved with purpose as she dressed, choosing a pretty yet elegant outfit

♦♦♦♦Eleanor gripped the duvet tightly, her fingers curling into the fabric as if it were the only thing anchoring her to the bed. Her chest rose and fell unevenly, breath coming out in shallow gasps as panic surged through her veins. Her vision blurred, not from weakness, but from calculation mixed with fear.Then...“Th-the truth about what we...”“Lewis… I can’t breathe!” Eleanor suddenly screamed, clutching his hand with surprising strength. Her nails dug into his skin as if she were drowning.Lewis reacted instantly.“Ele...are you okay?” His voice cracked with worry as he turned fully to her, all attention snapping to her fragile state. He knelt closer, abandoning everything else in the room. “Look at me. Breathe. I’m here.”She shook her head violently, retreating backward against the pillows, her eyes wide as she glanced toward Vanessa with deliberate fear...just enough to plant the idea.“She doesn’t like me,” Eleanor whimpered, her voice trembling. Then, stubbornly, she held