All Chapters of Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

230 Chapters

The Cracked Mask

Chapter 221Evelyn’s POVThe air in the concrete room died the exact second Leo’s heavy iron keys hit the floor. The metallic crash echoed off the damp cinder blocks, a harsh, vibrating sound that seemed to shatter the final remnants of my disguise. He stood there, his chest heaving under his loose linen shirt, his eyes wide and wild as he stared at my face. The masculine contouring foundation was gone, washed down the drain in a murky beige stream. My jawline was soft and flushed from the scalding water, and my long, dark hair hung in heavy, soaking wet strands over my bare, pale shoulders. The rough white hotel towel wrapped tightly around my frame made the truth undeniable. “Wait... you’re a... I know you!” Leo’s voice tore from his chest in a guttural, shattered roar that shook the very foundation of the small room. He took a massive, violent step forward, his fingers twitching toward his inner pocket. “You’re that woman that owned the club! The woman that slapped me! You! What

Whispers in the Concrete Bunker

Chapter 222Evelyn’s POV“Sit down before you dizzy yourself, Leo,” I said, my voice dropping back into the dry, crisp lilt of the Adrian persona as I smoothed the stiff collar of my driver's uniform over my fresh medical binding tape. The wax along my jaw was newly set, the masculine shadow perfectly reapplied, but the air between us had completely shifted. “I don't take orders from municipal staff, remember?” Leo muttered, though he slid onto the rickety plastic chair anyway, dragging his fingers through his rough hair. He pulled a crumpled, high-gloss security printout from his inner jacket pocket and flattened it across the tiny laminate desk. “But since you claim to handle international compliance drama, you might actually understand these encrypted mainframe logs.” “Try me,” I said, leaning over his shoulder. “What are we looking at?” “The blueprint for Yamelyan’s annual corporate gala next Tuesday,” Leo said, his eyes scanning the data with a sudden, sharp clarity that ma

The Art of the Near Miss

Chapter 223Evelyn’s POVThe suffocating vacuum of the servant's quarters felt tighter than the medical binding tape around my ribs. Yamelyan stood in the doorway, his ruthless, deadened eyes pinning Leo and me to the damp concrete wall like biological specimens. The silence was absolute, save for the rhythmic, distant hum of the industrial kitchens and the sharp, rapid breathing of Maeve, who was still cradling her wrist where Leo had gripped it.“I asked you something, Leo,” Yamelyan demanded, his voice a low, terrifyingly calm rumble that cut through the basement chill. He took a single, slow step into the room, his black leather shoes avoiding the puddle near the fiberglass shower. “Are you dumb now?”Leo’s eyes widened a fraction. I caught the microscopic tremor in his jaw, the sudden, icy realization of his mistake. He winced, his mind frantically trying to recalculate the algorithm of our survival after letting that single, fatal pronoun slip past his teeth.If I didn't act wit

Sabotage at the Imperial Gala

Chapter 224Evelyn’s POV“Still nothing, Leo?” I whispered, my voice barely carrying over the dull, steady hum of the ventilation shafts in the underground transport block.“Nothing,” Leo hissed, his fingers flying across his modified keyboard with a manic, terrifying velocity. The cold blue glow of the monitor highlighted the deep, dark circles under his eyes. “Jasper’s ground teams completely swept the commercial sectors. Nikolai checked every single black-market safe house and underground transit route from here to the coastal docks. Not a trace of her has been sniffed. It’s like she vanished into thin air the second she stepped off your penthouse property.”“She knows how to hide, Leo,” I said softly, stepping closer to his terminal and placing a steadying hand on his rigid shoulder. “She survived on her own by acting like a ghost. We have to trust that she’s staying beneath Yamelyan’s radar just like we are.”“Trust?” Leo let out a sharp, bitter laugh, slamming his palm against t

Transatlantic Flight

Chapter 225Evelyn’s POV“Sit down, Leonardo,” I said, my voice dropping an octave as the low hum of the cabin engines vibrated through the floorboards. “You’re going to pace a hole straight through the custom mahogany carpeting before we even clear the continental shelf.”“Sit down?” Leo snapped, his head whipping toward me as he spun on his heel in the narrow aisle of the mid-size private jet. His silver-gray eyes were bloodshot, the cold ambient lighting of the cabin making his pale skin look entirely translucent. “You’re telling me to sit down? Jasper’s commercial ticketing networks failed completely. The local airport terminals are completely flagged by Yamelyan’s corporate border filters. We had to use an un-trackable, unregistered ghost flight just to get off the tarmac, and you want me to sit down and enjoy the complimentary peanuts?”“I didn't say enjoy anything,” I replied smoothly, keeping my hands folded calmly in my lap, though beneath my coat, my fingers were tightly gri

Bending the Throne

Chapter 226Evelyn’s POVThe collective gasp from the twenty investors around the oval glass table rose like a physical wave, sharp and uniform, vibrating against the pristine glass walls of the skyscraper.“Did she just say…?”“Who is this woman?”“Silas, what is the meaning of this?”I didn't give them a single second to stabilize their perimeters. I merely turned my head, my eyes lazily tracing the perimeter of the room, my hand rising to point a gloved finger directly at the billionaire who had screamed at me moments before.“Now, if you'll excuse me, my father and I have a lot of things to discuss,” I purred, my voice dropping back into that icy, aristocratic purr that used to freeze the board members dead in their tracks. “Or do you all want to join our little family reunion? I’m sure the global regulatory authorities would love a seating chart.”The man with the fountain pen looked at Silas, then at Julian, who was currently gripping the edges of his leather chair so tightly hi

The Cornered Predator

Chapter 227Evelyn’s POV“The air pressure is dropping,” Leo whispered, his voice a tight, mechanical raspy line as the wheels of the heavy Sterling transport jet slammed onto the icy tarmac of the private airstrip outside St. Petersburg. “Ground temperature is negative four degrees. Mom, the satellite arrays are showing completely dead sectors across the entire northern perimeter of the Radov estate. No administrative check-ins. No local transport logs. Nothing.”“That is because Silas kept his word,” I said, checking the tactical slide of the small, suppressed firearm tucked beneath my scuffed municipal driver’s coat. I didn't change out of the uniform. It was my armor now. “The global liquidity lines were cut three hours ago over the Atlantic. Every single black-market transit loop bearing the Sterling clearance signature has been systematically locked down. Yamelyan is entirely bled dry. His assets are frozen, his international market algorithms are completely useless, and his boa

A Flash of Silver-Gray

Chapter 228Evelyn’s POV“Leo, don’t look at the gun,” I hissed, my voice barely vibrating past my teeth as I kept my tactical sights locked onto the bridge of Maeve’s nose. “Look at me. Focus on my perimeter, Leonardo. Keep your feet planted.”“I can’t just watch this, Mom,” Leo whispered back, his voice no longer sounding like a calculated machine, but a broken, bleeding instrument of pure, unadulterated torment. His silver-gray eyes were locked onto the cold metal barrel digging into Luna’s temple, watching a dark tear trace a line through the grime on her pale cheek. “Look at her hair. Look at how hard she’s shaking. She can’t breathe. The air... the oxygen distribution in this sector is too low for her.”“Evelyn!” Julian barked from the left flank, his boots shifting slightly against the shattered display glass. “The rogue security detail is shifting their alignment. They’re preparing an administrative evacuation path toward the lower transport block. If we don’t initiate a physi

Out of the Shadows

Chapter 229Evelyn’s POV“Get the medical team! Push the secondary epinephrine directly into the core line!” I screamed, my fingers tearing fruitlessly at the blood-soaked linen of Leo’s shirt, the absolute panic in my chest completely overriding the aristocratic composure I had spent decades cultivating. “Julian! Where are the parameters for the surgical transit?! Why isn't the auxiliary power grid responding to my communication deck?!”“The local relays are completely fried, Evelyn!” Julian shouted back from the shattered threshold of the western terrace, his voice cracking beneath the weight of the chaotic perimeter. “Marcus is trying to force an administrative bypass through the lower transport block, but the snow is shifting the baseline coordinates! We can’t get a clear transponder signal!”“He’s slipping, Mom! His fingers... they aren't gripping back anymore!” Luna wailed, her entire frame convulsing as she pressed her face into the hollow of Leo’s pale, translucent neck, her h

Justice Is Served

Chapter 230 Luna’s POV One Year Later “The fourth-quarter projections for the North American distribution hubs are hitting a massive bottleneck, Chairperson,” a middle-aged investor in a tailored charcoal suit said, his voice bouncing monotonously off the glass walls of the high-rise boardroom. He adjusted his glasses, tapping a thick index finger against the digital tablet displaying a sea of rising bar charts. “If we do not reallocate the baseline logistics from the Baltic ports by the end of the fiscal week, the entire autumn release is going to face a severe administrative lag. We need your signature on the secondary clearance forms immediately, Miss Prokofiev.” “The numbers don’t lie, Luna,” another board member chimed in, leaning forward with a tight, calculating smile. “ELL Ventures has completely cornered the luxury apparel market, but sustaining this level of global dominance requires immediate, unyielding execution. We cannot afford to let the shipping channels remain sta

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