All Chapters of THE REVENGE OF THE CHUBBY HEIRESS: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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CHAPTER NINETY-ONE: EVERY INCH OF YOU

JESSIEWe are both in the back of the Maybach. My hand is enclosed in the warmth of Stephen's as the driver drives us back home. Arthur had made a big deal of it and brought along a whole team of people. I was still trying to process every single detail I had heard and done tonight. I had signed the most complicated deal of my life now. ‘Congratulations. I heard you have come with the Harrington group. 'I promise we are going to treat you well.' Mr Road’s message was the first thing I saw when I opened my phone after leaving the boardroom. "You took a big risk tonight, Jessie. Arthur is going to want you in every board meeting from now on. The normal life we wanted... it just got a lot more complicated."I turned to him. He looked like he wanted to turn the hands of the clock and go back to this morning. Like that was going to solve anything. I covered his hand with my free hand and smiled. "As long as it's 'our' life, I don't care how complicated it gets."He inhaled sharply and

CHAPTER NINETY-TWO: RESPONSIBILITY

JESSIEI have only ever heard about how love made you feel like a child. How you'd want to kick the sheets and giggle until your tummy hurts.With Allen, I had believed that a day would come when I would feel like that, but it was just bland. I guess I was forcing myself to love him because he said it felt right. With Stephen, that dealing came so naturally, and when I opened my eyes in his chest, my stomach fluttered even more. “Are you awake?” he asked before I could trace my fingers on the defined lines in his chest. I gasped and tried to pull away, but his hand that had held me all night pulled me back down. “Mr Harrington, are you trying to run off again?” “Are you going to take advantage of me and refuse to act responsibly?" “What do you mean…” I stopped when the memory of that night flashed in my eyes. I had thought it was an item to tick off my bucket list. I had thought it was a one-night stand of sleeping with my crush. I just didn't think that my crush would want to h

CHAPTER NINETY-THREE: RAT TO LION

JESSIEMatthew, in a wheelchair, claimed that I was the heartless sister and daughter who had turned on them the first chance I got. I had sold my soul to marry rich and then acted like my family didn't exist. To me, I was used to their taunts, but I knew it was bigger than them, using the public opinion to wring millions out of me once again. Stephen’s warning should have been effective enough to keep them away. Seeing they were back again meant that they had not learnt their lesson. How easily the media had been swayed. It was almost as if someone had erased talks of them being involved in the adoption fraud to push their agenda.The only people against me who could pull their weight around like this were Isabella and Cole. I guess they weren't ready to just give up like that. Stephen’s legal team was already fighting to control the story, but it was already trending, and now all we could do was damage control. “My parents took care of her," Matthew cried with his head hung low

CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR: OUR LITTLE FRIENDS

JESSIE“Get Tiffany in here," I ordered into my intercom, and then a louder voice finished. “Now!” I was so angry at Lauren; even at a time like this, all she cared about was how she would get me off and also keep the Harrington investment, which Stephen promised her. If she could use a scandal like this, then she would wield it.Tiffany pushed the door open and walked in. She still had her head up, but the smug expression she had yesterday when she was standing behind Cole and Isabella was gone. “You asked for me." "Yes." I raised my head from the file I was flipping through and tossed an envelope to her. She picked it and pulled out her fresh appointment letter. “What is this?” "In case you've lost your ability to read, I guess I can spell it out for you." I kicked the chair back and slowly swayed from side to side. 'It's an appointment letter.' “You are basically dethroning me." "Well, you should have thought of that when you posted me to the archives when I first got here."

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE: HOW TO PLAY

STEPHENThe cafe was empty, almost as if someone had intentionally done it that way. The door opened, and Isabella stood there. I should have expected it when I got the message. Isabella walked into the cafe with an oversized trench coat on. Her hair was pulled back in a tight bun at the nape of her head and covered with a baseball hat. Sunglasses, which seemed unnecessary, were perched high up on her nose. She scanned the shop before she walked to me. She dropped into the chair and gave a toothy grin. No matter how hard I thought of it, I still couldn't understand why she did this aloofly. In the past, I would have regarded her as a friend I wanted to hold close, but ever since she got back. It was like she was a different person. “I know you didn't expect to see me on this side of the table." She slowly lowered her glasses, looking at me through the rim before she dropped them to the table.“I really did underestimate you." I took a deep breath and shifted to the edge of the sea

CHAPTER NINETY-SIX: ALIVE OR DEAD

JESSIE'I have a few things to attend to; I will meet you at home.' I stared at Stephen’s text message. I should have understood, given the scandal was a major blow and he had openly declared our relationship."I took a private cab; I didn't want to run into any reporters because I didn't have the right mental capacity to handle it. They had retreated because of the threat from Stephen earlier this morning, but the headlines didn't change. Matthew, Wade and Angela didn't stop the interviews. They were really milking the situation for everything it was worth. Rose had dinner waiting on the table by the time I got home, and I had to eat alone. I wished I could do something to help Stephen, but right now all I could do was wait. I didn't know how long I had waited, but the next time I opened my eyes, Stephen was hovering over me on the living room sofa. I blinked to wake myself up and pushed myself into a sitting position. “You are here," I said, with a yawn as I stretched. “Sorry,

CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN: THE MOORE MESS

JESSIE“I want to see him." Stephen’s grip on my hand tightened. Even though he didn't say the words, I could tell he was about to refuse me. “I dont think now is the right time to…” “She hid this from me for six years. Six years I had been back, and for six years I believed that the man I would call 'father' was dead. So, unless you want me to risk it all to find him, then you should tell him where he is right now." My voice was firm, but tears were streaming down my face faster than I could control. Stephen shook his head and rubbed his finger on the back of my hand."It's not that I am trying to hide him away from you…I just don't want you to see the horrible state he is in." “I can handle it." My voice finally shook. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had never met him in my life, yet my heart ached for him like a good friend I had lost. “Just take me to see him." Sitting in the ward with an old-looking, frail man on the bed with tubes in every hole on his face, my heart

CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT: THE BIRTH SWAP.

JESSIEStephen doesn't let me get out, no matter what I try to say.“We are not getting out." “But…” “Not because I don't have the power to destroy everything about them right now." He paused and took a deep breath. “But because we both need a breather from all of the madness around us. "Right," I nodded. I was not sure my body and mind could cope with their false accusations and the media pressing us on all sides. The car was rocking back and forth with the swarm of people waiting on us so they could tear us apart. “Get us out of here," Stephen barked orders over the phone. Whoever it was at the other end was effective because in minutes, we were away from the house without any of the reporters following us. He had us at the Harrington Grand Hotel in less than an hour. It was Stephen's turf, which meant he could control everything happening in there. We didn't go through the lobby just so we wouldn't draw any unnecessary attention to ourselves. We got in through the back elev

CHAPTER NINETY-NINE: IF I WAS A WORM

JESSIEI got out of the chair, and before Tiffany could move to snatch the phone from me, two guards stepped in her way and held me. “I must say thanks so much," I whispered with an eerie smile at her. Her lips parted, ready to shout, but she leaned in through the space between both men. “If you don't want to be blacklisted, then you really shouldn't make a scene." I scrunched up my nose, my eyes sparkling with joy, and took a step back, catwalking out of the room, feeling the daggers from her eyes shooting into my back. I couldn't shake off her words. Lauren had intentionally allowed the swap to happen. Maybe she even orchestrated it. But many things didn't make sense. Why did she swap me? Did it make sense to give up her daughter for some stranger? There had to be a deeper connection between both parties. Stephen stepped in sometime around noon. I was still trying to wrap my mind around the facts, and everything I had come up with without any evidence was just baseless specula

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED: TILL WE DROP.

JESSIE"Whoa, you two lovebirds, get off each other." Tina’s voice startled me; I didn't even realise when she stepped into the room. I tried to peel myself off Stephen, but his grip tightened and pulled me down. I shot him a glare, but he shrugged and turned to Tina, who was making her way into the room. “How on earth do you always have such bad timing?” He asked, his voice hard, like he was having a hard time speaking. "Me," she gasped, her hand on her chest, her lips trembling. “Yes, you." It was always refreshing to see how human Stephen was. He answered my stupid questions with patience and even went head-to-head with Tina in an argument. He wasn't the perfect robot the world wanted after all. “You don't have to rub your perfect love in my face," she mocked, air-quoting the words 'perfect love'. I stared at her face, and something about the situation seemed off. She and Christopher had been hitting it off for weeks now; it seemed odd that she was sulking. “Let go of me,"

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