All Chapters of The Hired Gigolo Is My Husband's Son : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Xavier's POVWe took the assistant to the basement of the house with a blindfold over his eyes. After switching off his phone, we placed it at the entrance of his house so that, even if his boss suspected anything, nothing could be traced back to us.“Why is he unconscious?” I asked my men as I stepped into the basement and saw the man sprawled on the floor.I hadn't told them to deal with him yet, so there was no way they would have laid a hand on him without my permission.“He must have fainted from shock,” one of my men replied, and I chuckled. Such a coward serving as my father's right-hand man? It really was laughable.“Wake him up!” I ordered as I took a seat, lit my cigar, and took a slow puff.“I don't think it's okay for you to smoke now, Boss. You're still recovering...” Gerald nagged, and I hissed in frustration.“Let's just focus on why we're here, Gerald,” I snapped.He immediately bowed his head in apology.I watched as one of the men splashed a bucket of water over the

Romano's POVI walked into the hospital through the back entrance and sighed in relief when I saw how tight the security was. Not even an ant could get into this place without being thoroughly checked. Still, my brows furrowed in confusion as a nagging feeling settled at the back of my mind. It kept telling me I had forgotten something, but no matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't figure out what it was.“What could I be forgetting...” I muttered, rubbing my chin in frustration.Then I hissed in realisation.My assistant.He hadn't shown up for work that morning, nor had he accompanied me to the hospital, despite being the very person who had suggested I get myself examined.“So incapable,” I muttered under my breath as I entered the VIP wing, where a team of doctors was already waiting for me.I couldn't afford to walk into an ordinary consulting room like any regular patient. If word about my health ever leaked, it would be easy for someone to start false rumours, causing p

Scarlett's POVMy heart thumped violently with fear as I watched Romano approach me in a blood-stained shirt, his expression darker than I had ever seen it. For one terrifying second, I was certain he had discovered that I had been giving him the herbal tea that would shorten his lifespan instead of the one that was supposed to prolong it. Had he killed the doctor in a fit of rage and come here to finish me off next? How could I have trusted Seraphina to convince the doctor? I drew in a shaky breath, silently waiting for Romano to pull out a gun and end my life, but instead, he merely rambled a string of incoherent words that barely made sense. As I listened more carefully, I realised only one thing truly mattered, my secret was still safe."Are you alright?" I asked as I sat beside him on the bed after giving him the good tea, knowing it would soon lull him into a deep sleep."Yes. It's just that I got agitated after finding out what that assistant of mine has been up to," he replie

Scarlett's POVI watched as everyone became animated by Seraphina's words, exactly as we had hoped. We needed them curious, invested enough to stay and hear every single word she had to say instead of dismissing it as the ramblings of a grieving daughter. And I was certain no one was going to stop her. Romano was short on men at the moment, with most of them occupied elsewhere. This was the perfect opportunity to expose him, and after everything was over, all we had to do was wait for Cindy to whisk him away before Romano realised what had truly happened. “What are you saying?” someone from the crowd asked. “Do you mean there's more to your mother's death?” “Yes,” Seraphina answered confidently. “There's much more to my mother's death, and the person who orchestrated everything was none other than one man. Aren't you all curious to know who?” she teased, and I watched my father rush towards the stage as though his life depended on stopping her. “We are! Tell us!” several voices sho

Xavier's POV“I can't wait to see the look on your old man's face today,” Gerald said as our vehicle neared the manufacturing plant where Romano was hosting his grand gala. But I knew it was all a façade, a carefully crafted distraction to push his drugs out into the market, and my men and I had come to ruin his plans. I knew this had been his lifelong dream. The main reason he acquired Spring Green was because of this operation, but tonight I intended to destroy everything he had built. And that wasn't the only thing I was going to ruin. Right in front of every influential guest he had invited, I was going to rip off the mask he had worn for decades. I already had the perfect plan. The video of him killing his assistant would be played for everyone to see, ensuring there would be no way for him to lie his way out of it. But my thoughts were abruptly interrupted when the van screeched to a halt. I immediately stepped out, only to be greeted by an entirely different scene. This wasn'