All Chapters of My Stepfather, My Ruin: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Tristan Michelson~•~Lily claimed she wanted our marriage to be real but the only times we’d spoken on the phone since she went on her vacation were the times I called her, which was why I was surprised when my phone started ringing and she was the one calling.The room fell silent and everyone stared at me. I put my phone on silent and nodded for the speaker to continue.Lily called me two more times before she eventually gave up. Fifteen minutes later, the meeting was over and I waited till the room became empty before I called her back. Thankfully, she answered immediately.“You called,” I said in a way of greeting.“Yeah, I needed a favor from you.”“Go on.”“It’s Nikky,” she said, making me straighten in my seat. “She asked me for money but I’ve reached my daily limit and I don’t want to disappoint her. Can you help me?”I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying not to dwell on the irony of Lily not wanting to disappoint Nicole. If I had suspected that Nicole’s father was blackma

Tristan Michelson~•~“Nicole,” I took a step closer to her and watched as she tried to take one backward but got trapped by the counter instead. I took the opportunity to close the distance between us.As I approached her, she looked away. I grabbed her chin gently, making sure she was staring at me as I spoke.“Please, Nicole.” My gaze softened as I searched her eyes. It was almost like a war was going on in there. I had an idea of what was going on but I also wanted her to tell me by herself. We weren’t going to last if she kept hiding things from me. “Let me in. Let me know what the problem is.”She averted her gaze but there was really nowhere else she could look when I was crowding her space. Her eyes met mine again, her lips quivering as she debated whether to spill or not. “He wants money,” she said finally, voice barely above a whisper. She didn’t need to mention who she had been talking to. “Ten thousand. He… he knows about us. He’s threatening to spread it around if I don’

Nicole Harper~•~My first instinct was to run.But that would look suspicious especially as we were basically living together and working in the same building, so I didn’t.I just went to work early and worked overtime, leaving with the last person on the floor so Tristan would have no excuse to call me into his office.If Tristan noticed I was avoiding him, he didn’t call me out. When Saturday came, I was bothered to be around him so I was more than grateful when I finally got a call from Talia, asking to hang out. I almost kissed her through the phone.“God, yes,” I said immediately, already heading toward my closet. “I need to get out of this house.” I had even retreated to my room just to have a bit of space from everything. Tristan was intense but realizing I was falling for him was even more intense.Talia laughed on the other end. “Rough week?”“You have no idea.”“Perfect. I’ll pick you up in thirty. Wear something cute. We’re doing retail therapy.”I hung up with a small sm

Nicole Harper~•~“So I just heard from my brother that Tristan is at Orivon. Want to go?”I blinked at Talia. “What’s Orivon?”“The Orivon?” She emphasized, as if that was supposed to help me understand better. “You haven’t heard of it?”I shook my head. “What happens there?”“Basically everything. There’s a bar, a library no one ever uses, a tennis court, a boxing ring, a piano room, and a dance hall. Literally everything one can think of, but it is only limited to members and well, their guests. It’s pretty hard to become a member though.”“So for rich people?”She winced. “I guess you can put it like that.”“That explains why I don’t know it.” I shrugged.“I thought Tristan would have mentioned it to you, but it’s understandable because he hasn’t been there in almost a year. So… want to go?”“You’re a member?”“Yeah. My dad used to be a member so I guess I was born into it. Then something happened and he almost got kicked out but Julian took care of the station and well, here we a

Nicole Harper~•~I froze for a while. Then I realized I wasn’t doing anything wrong. Just like Tristan had said, I’d come with Talia. We were agemates so it made perfect sense why we were together.I turned around slowly to see Sebastian’s assessing gaze and forced a smile at him. “Mr. Michelson. What a coincidence.” He was dressed in a white button-up shirt and black pants. Tristan had worn the same but he also had a blue sweater over it, which made him classier.“Yeah, sure is.”“This is Talia.” I quickly introduced her even though I didn’t know whether or not he knew her. “Her brother is friends with Tristan, so…” I gestured awkwardly. I was probably giving out unnecessary information but my palms were sweaty and my brain was working overtime to find a reasonable excuse for him.Tristan’s cousin had no reason to suspect us but at the end of the day, they were rivals.Talia outstretched her hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Michelson.”Sebastian, Tristan’s cousin, shook her hand for lon