Semua Bab Rebirth and Contracted to the CEO : Bab 141 - Bab 150

Sam's POVInside, the room seemed tighter when we stood there together.Over by the connected desks, Ethan took his seat next to mine while the main file sprawled across several monitors. Light from the lamp pooled warmly yet barely reached beyond us, letting darkness cling to the edges - just like parts of the story now inching forward after years hidden. Though my fingers moved without shaking through the documents, inside, my pulse jumped between fear and something harder to name. Stillness held the air, broken only by the soft clicks beneath my fingertips.This was the moment.Everything laid bare. Nothing left out on purpose. Showing him piece by piece, holding back only the complete truth of the return. Financial paper paths came first. Then messages pulled from old accounts. Lab results filled in what poison had done. Time stamps from building access showed who moved where. Server permissions dug up after deletion told their part. Grainy images fro

Sam's POVA chill hung in the air where secrets were meant to stay buried. The walls listened harder than people ever could.A thick oak table filled the room. Lights hung low, casting shadows across the floor. Not a single window broke the walls. Guards stood by each entrance, still as stone, watching. On one side, our lawyers took their seats - three of them, arms crossed, devices open, pens poised. Nearby, a woman with a recording device waited, fingers near the start button. I felt Ethan next to me, quiet but close. His hand found mine beneath the tabletop - not moving, just there.Facing our way, Gwen had her eyes on me while Victor kept adjusting his jacket sleeve. A pause settled between their chairs as if waiting for something to shift in the air.Gwen appeared almost unrecognizable, a shadow now where grace used to live. Tangled strands fell across her face, streaks of ruined makeup tracing tired patterns beneath restless eyes that flicked from d

Ethan's POVHeavy air pressed between the walls of the meeting space. Locked doors did little to quiet the tension inside.Water spilled from Gwen’s eyes, heavy and sudden, while her words broke like they always did - the way I used to love. Her fingers gripped my arm through the fabric, two hands pinned by metal bracelets, pressing near until the watchers stepped tighter. Wide open, her gaze held mine, full of want.“I did it for us,” she sobbed, the same words she had used for years when she wanted something from me. “She was never right for you, Ethan. I loved you more than anyone ever could. From the time we were children… remember? The promises we made? The dreams we shared? I was always the one who stood by you. Always.”Fingers clenched, pulling the cloth tight as tears carved clean lines through black smudges on her face. Her eyes held everything unsaid - pain shaped by silence rather than sound.A flick

Gwen's POVA space meant for waiting felt like a slap. It mocked those inside without saying a word.Nothing on the walls. The table was metal, fixed to the floor. Above me a bright light burned, draining color from my face, deepening shadows under my eyes. Not even a mirror broke the emptiness. Outside, no view - just solid wall where glass should be. By the door, two guards stood still, their silence heavy, looking anywhere but at me. My phone was gone. So were my jewels. Even the shoes on my feet disappeared. A hard chair held me in place, its edge digging into my thighs. The fancy dress, once sharp and tailored, now hung off me in messy folds. Metal cuffs stayed locked around my wrists. Each second that ticked by made me feel thinner, less real, like smoke about to vanish.This was never meant to occur.Control was meant to rest in my hands. Yet here we are.Years slipped by while I tied my threads tighter into Sterling's life. Sweet grins came

Sam's POVThe security room on the lower level of the estate had become my temporary command center.Along one wall, several monitors glowed, displaying real-time views from the property's cameras and a few outside streams I’d linked without notice. Seated in a tall chair, I felt Ethan just behind, his palms settled on my shoulders. Warmth came off him, quiet but certain, like he’d been there long before this moment began.Her need showed up before I even saw her coming. The moment hung heavy with what she’d do next.A while back, well ahead of the last showdowns, I told my lawyer to set up urgent court barriers and lock down assets just in case. Those papers sat filed and hidden, waiting to snap into place the second Gwen took action. Hidden deliveries went out too - anonymous bundles packed with facts, sent to global police and air safety offices. They showed her ties to a killing probe, money tricks she used, patterns of control, ever