All Chapters of May We Never Meet Again: Chapter 201 - Chapter 207

Roland leaned over her again, tracing his lips down her shoulder.Jennifer breathed deeply, half enjoying it, half restless.He kissed lower, murmuring her name against her skin until she caught his head between her palms and whispered, “Stop, Roland. Please stop.”He lifted his head slowly, confusion clouding his face. “What is it now?” he asked, sitting up beside her.Jennifer sat too, pulling the sheet to cover herself. “We can’t keep doing this here,” she said. “Just few days ago, I had a quarrel with Nathan because Melina mentioned your name during dinner. He almost lost it. He wanted to know who Roland is. This is exactly why I told you not to come here. We can meet somewhere far from this house.”Roland frowned, his jaw tightening. “So, I should keep sneaking around like a thief? You’re my woman, Jennifer. Why should I—”“Roland, please,” she cut in softly, her eyes pleading. “Don’t make things harder. He’s already suspicious. I don’t want him to find out and ruin everything. J

“Nelly, the business summit is in thirty minutes. If we don’t get going now, we’ll be late,” Nelly said, standing by the desk with her tablet in hand.Charlotte looked up from her computer, the glow from the monitor reflecting softly against her flawless face. The reports were spread neatly across her desk, evidence of another busy morning spent overseeing an empire she had built with determination, resilience, and sacrifice.“Thank you, Nelly,” she said softly. She typed the last few lines, closed her laptop and stood. “Please, get my bag and tell the driver to warm the car.”“Yes, ma’am,” Nelly replied, hurrying out.Charlotte exhaled slowly after she left. Business summits had become a regular part of her life over the years, but each one still carried significance. They were reminders of how far she had come from the woman who once struggled through heartbreak and uncertainty. Today, however, she had no idea that fate had arranged a meeting she neither expected nor wanted.Minu

“I didn’t sign up for this, Nathan!” Marcel said, his voice raised, his chest still rising and falling fast.His hands trembled as he stood in front of Nathan’s desk. “You were going to kill that guy? Oh God!”Nathan, sitting calmly behind his desk, didn’t even look up. He flipped through a file, his face blank, his tone casual. “Well, now you’re happy it didn’t happen. Perhaps not if you’d done your job well.”Marcel stared at him, stunned. “What is wrong with you?”Nathan raised a brow slightly, his hand still holding the pen. “Wrong with me? The only thing wrong is I trusted you to handle something you clearly couldn’t.”Marcel took a deep breath, rubbing his face with both hands. “You’re losing it, Nathan. You can’t keep doing things like this. You’re not—”Before he could finish, the door opened quietly. Mia stepped in, holding a tablet close to her chest.But the moment she saw the tension between the two men, she froze. Her instinct was to turn back, but Nathan’s deep voice sto

Charlotte sat at the center of the small interrogation room, both wrists resting on the cold table.Her face was pale, exhausted, but her eyes burned with quiet defiance.Across from her sat Inspector Daniels, his elbows planted on the table, and beside him, Sergeant Nene, a female officer with sharp eyes and an unreadable face. A tape recorder clicked faintly between them, its red light blinking.“Mrs. Briggs,” the inspector began, leaning forward. “We’ve been through this before. You claim you don’t know anything about the cocaine found in your factory. Yet it was found in one of your trucks, inside your compound. Can you explain that?”“I’ve told you already,” Charlotte said, trying to keep her voice calm. “I don’t know how those drugs got there. Someone planted them to frame me and destroy my company.”Inspector Daniels smiled faintly, not mockingly, but with the weariness of someone who’d heard the same line too many times. “That’s what they all say. You’re the CEO, Mrs. Briggs.