All Chapters of The True Heiress, His Worst Nightmare: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31: The Reckoning

The atmosphere in the executive lounge had shifted completely, turning thick and suffocating as tension settled into every corner of the room. Tessa stood her ground despite the hostility surrounding her, her gaze steady and unwavering even as the bodyguard loomed over her with an intimidating presence.“Do you know about the Dean family?” the bodyguard continued, his tone dripping with mockery as he folded his arms across his broad chest. “The richest man is Mr. Pedro’s uncle. How dare you offend Mr. Pedro?”Tessa did not flinch. Instead, she took a step forward, closing the distance slightly, her chin lifting with quiet defiance. “So what?” she replied, her voice calm but firm. The bodyguard’s expression hardened immediately. “Do you have a death wish, huh?” he snapped before shoving her backward with force.Tessa staggered a few steps, her balance thrown off for a moment, but she quickly steadied herself, her hand brushing against the edge of the table to support her weight. Her

Chapter 32: The Trap Reversed

The door slammed wide with such force that the sound echoed across the entire lounge, cutting through the thick, suffocating tension that had already filled the room. Before anyone could properly react, Curtis strode in with a stormy expression, his eyes dark and burning with restrained fury as they landed instantly on the scene before him. The bodyguard who had been hovering over Tessa did not even have time to process what was happening before Curtis’s leg came crashing hard into his chest. The impact was brutal and precise, sending the man flying backward with a choked gasp as his body hit the floor heavily.Curtis didn't spare him a second glance. His attention had already shifted to Tessa.He moved quickly, dropping to her level and reaching for her without hesitation. His hands steadied her trembling body as he lifted her slightly, his grip firm but careful, as though he was afraid she might break if he handled her roughly. Tessa’s breathing was uneven, her face flushed unn

Chapter 33: The Trap Within the Trap

The moment Tessa lifted the small tablet container and held it up in front of Zoe, the entire atmosphere in the lounge shifted in a way that could not be ignored. The earlier arrogance on Zoe’s face flickered, replaced by something far less controlled. Confusion came first, then realization, and finally a slow, creeping panic that tightened her features. Even Pedro, who had maintained a composed front from the beginning, narrowed his eyes slightly as he tried to piece together what exactly had just happened.Tessa stood there calmly, her fingers still loosely holding the container, her expression steady as if she had anticipated this exact moment long before stepping into the lounge.The truth, however, had begun much earlier.Before they had even left the company building to meet the so-called Mr. Taco, Zoe had been alone in the restroom at Ecofel. The faint sound of running water had been the only background noise as she stood in front of the mirror, her lips curled into a satisf

Chapter 34: A Bite of Truth

For a moment that felt longer than it should have been, everything seemed to freeze in place.Curtis’s lips were still pressed firmly against Tessa’s, his grip on her shoulders tight as though he was afraid she might slip away if he let go. The kiss was certainly not affectionate. It carried something else entirely: frustration, possession, confusion, emotions he himself probably could not sort out in that instant. Tessa’s body remained stiff against his, her hands half-raised as if deciding whether to push him away or strike him.They stood there, locked together in a silence that stretched unnaturally, as though time itself had paused just to watch the scene unfold.Then, just as suddenly as it began, Curtis jerked backward.A sharp gasp escaped his lips as he stumbled a step away from her, his hand flying up to his mouth. His brows furrowed tightly, and when he pulled his hand back slightly, a faint trace of blood marked his lower lip. The sting was immediate and undeniable.Te

Chapter 35: Tables Turned Cold

The conference room carried a quiet tension that had nothing to do with work and everything to do with expectation. Lauren had already arrived ahead of time, seated at the head of the long polished table, her posture straight and composed, her fingers lightly resting against a stack of documents that she had not bothered to read. Around her, members of her team sat in their respective positions, some whispering faintly among themselves, others pretending to focus on their devices while their eyes occasionally darted toward the door.Everyone seemed to be waiting for something, though no one said it aloud.Then the door opened.Tessa stepped in, her presence immediately shifting the atmosphere in a subtle but undeniable way. She held a cup of coffee in one hand, her expression calm, almost indifferent, as though she had walked into an ordinary meeting rather than a room charged with quiet hostility. Without rushing or acknowledging the curious glances directed at her, she walked to

Chapter 36: Cracks in Control

Lauren’s heels clicked sharply against the polished floor as she closed the distance between herself and Pedro, her composure barely holding together despite the chaos unfolding in the room. She forced a gentle expression onto her face, the kind she had perfected over the years—soft, persuasive, almost fragile. It was the same expression that had helped her manipulate countless situations before, and she was relying on it now more than ever.“Mr. Pedro, there must be some misunderstanding,” she said, her voice deliberately calm and soothing, as if she were trying to pacify a child throwing a tantrum. She clasped her hands lightly in front of her, tilting her head just enough to appear harmless. “Please forgive Zoe, for my sake.”Pedro slowly turned his head to look at her, his gaze cold and unyielding. There was no trace of the indulgent man she thought she knew. Instead, there was irritation, even disdain, written clearly across his face.“Who are you to talk to me?” he asked, hi

Chapter 37: Shattered Pretenses

“Tessa, you must’ve sucked up to Mr. Pedro if he spared you and beat up Zoe.”Curtis’ voice carried across the open space with that same biting sarcasm he had always used on her, but this time there was something else mixed into it; something darker, more unsettled. He stood a few steps away, his posture rigid, his eyes scanning her from head to toe as if trying to make sense of a version of her he no longer understood.Tessa didn’t respond immediately. Instead, a faint smile curved her lips, slow and deliberate, as though his words amused her rather than hurt her. Without breaking eye contact with him, she shifted slightly closer to Jason and, in one smooth motion, slipped her hand into his, wrapping her fingers around his arm as though it was the most natural thing in the world.The gesture was subtle, but its impact was anything but.Jason stiffened just slightly, clearly taken aback by the sudden closeness. For a brief second, his brows knit together in surprise, but he didn’t

Chapter 38: Silent Doubts Rising

“Curtis, Mr. Pedro can make Zoe apologize to Tessa.” Lauren said softly, her voice carrying that familiar gentle tone she always used when she wanted to appear harmless. She stood a few steps away from him, her posture composed, her hands loosely clasped together as though she had nothing to hide. “Then, of course, she can instruct Zoe to accuse me.”Curtis stared at her for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed, as though weighing her words carefully. There was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, something uncertain, but it was quickly masked by the tension tightening his jaw. He shook his head slowly, as if trying to push away the confusion forming in his mind.“Do you—” he began, his voice low, but before he could complete the sentence, the sharp vibration of his phone cut him off.The sudden interruption broke the moment.He paused, reaching into his breast pocket to retrieve the phone. His gaze lingered on Lauren for a brief second longer before he glanced down at the screen

Chapter 39: Designs and Deception

The atmosphere in the private lounge was calm, refined, and carried the subtle elegance of a place meant for important conversations. Soft lighting reflected off the polished surfaces, while the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, creating a setting that was both relaxed and professional.Tessa sat comfortably on a plush couch, her posture composed and confident. One leg was crossed over the other, and she held a cup of coffee lightly in her hand. Her expression carried a professional smile: controlled, polite, and measured, revealing nothing beyond what she chose to show.Opposite her, yet seated close enough to maintain a conversational intimacy, sat Mr. Wesley.He leaned slightly forward, his attention completely absorbed in the stack of design sketches laid out before him. One by one, he flipped through the pages, his brows occasionally lifting in appreciation, his fingers pausing over certain designs as though committing them to memory.A cup of coffee sa

Chapter 40: A Calculated Fall

The Ecofel conference room carried an air of deliberate sophistication, but beneath its polished surface lay something far less composed. The long glass table stretched across the center of the room, gleaming under the overhead lights, reflecting not just the figures seated around it but the tension that lingered quietly in the air. Curtis sat at the head of the table, his posture straight and authoritative, though the firmness in his expression felt more forced than natural. Beside him, Lauren sat with effortless poise, her back straight, her shoulders relaxed, and her lips curved into a faint, confident smile. There was something almost radiant about her composure, as though she had already secured victory long before the meeting had even begun.Across from them, Tessa sat quietly, her presence calm yet commanding in a way that did not rely on display. Her expression was neutral, her eyes steady, revealing nothing of what she felt or thought. Her stillness was not weakness; it

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