All Chapters of Divorced At Dawn: The CEO Who Begged Too Late: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Miranda smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I thought we were playing the rage-baiting game."Noah's mouth fell open in mock offense. "You were baiting me? You just sit there looking all innocent and you're deliberately trying to drive me crazy?"Miranda shrugged, entirely unrepentant. "What can I say?""You're too good at it, that's what," Noah grumbled, though the corner of his mouth twitched. "Unfair advantage.""So?" Miranda tilted her head. "Do you still want to talk Mr. Jones into letting you leave?""No," Noah admitted quickly. "Absolutely not. I have zero issue with staying. In fact, I'm thrilled. This is the best news I've heard all week.""Oh really?" Miranda's expression softened. "I'm happy to have you around, Noah. Really."Noah's grin returned full force. "So… can I come to your room often then? You know, since I'm staying and all. It only makes sense that…"Miranda shook her head firmly. "Not advisable."Noah's face fell. "Why not?""Because my father will have yo

The front door closed with a decisive click, and the sound seemed to suck all the air out of the room.The entire family sat in stunned silence, watching the space where Mr. Jones had stood moments before. The engine of his car roared to life outside, growing fainter as it carried him down the driveway and out of sight, toward a confrontation none of them were invited to.Noah stood frozen near the door, his car keys dangling uselessly from his hand. His jaw was tight, his injured body rigid with the kind of frustration that came from being told to sit down while the world burned around you. He stared at the closed door as if he could will it open again, as if he could will himself to be out there, in the middle of it, where he belonged.But Mr. Jones's words echoed in his ears. This is an adult problem now. And it will be handled by the adults.Noah's hand curled into a fist at his side."I can't just sit here," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.Then he turned on his he

The heavy doors of the private meeting room swung shut behind Mr. Jones and Mr. Vale, and the sound of their footsteps faded down the corridor until there was nothing left but silence.Mr. Sterling remained seated, unmoved by their departure. He picked up his abandoned glass of whiskey and took a slow, unhurried sip, the ice clinking softly against the crystal. If the confrontation had rattled him at all, his face betrayed nothing. He simply set the glass down, reached into his breast pocket, and withdrew his phone.He pressed a single button and lifted it to his ear."They're gone," he said smoothly. "You can come in now."A moment later, a side door opened, and Adrian stepped into the room.He looked worse than the last time Sterling had seen him, thinner, the sharp edges of his face more pronounced, dark shadows beneath his eyes that no amount of expensive grooming could hide. His tailored suit hung slightly loose on his frame, a testament to the toll the past weeks had taken. Bu

The weight of mr Jones’ words settled over the room like a held breath.Everyone leaned in, waiting.Mr. Jones looked at Noah and Miranda, still standing hand in hand, and delivered the bombshell without ceremony."You two have to get married."The silence that followed was absolute.Clara's jaw, which had barely recovered from Noah's declaration, dropped even further. Colin went rigid. Melissa's hands flew to her mouth. Even Daniel, who had no personal stake in the matter, froze mid-scribble on his notepad."Married?" Miranda echoed faintly."Yes. Immediately," Mr. Jones confirmed. He moved to sit on the edge of the sofa, folding his hands together as he explained. "Sterling's entire plan hinges on the marriage between Noah and Isla. That arrangement is his weapon, his way of embedding himself into both our families, of gaining the leverage he needs to threaten us. He's counting on Noah being available. He's counting on that alliance to open the door."He looked between the two of t

Five days had passed since Miranda agreed to marry Noah.The morning sun streamed through the tall windows of Miranda's room, casting a warm glow across the space where the two of them sat together. Miranda was perched on the edge of her bed, a notepad balanced on her knee, a pen tapping thoughtfully against her chin as she worked through a mental checklist."Alright, so," she began, scribbling as she spoke. "First, we need to get our marriage certificate. Since we can't actually have a proper wedding until after I give birth.” She frowned. “There's no way I'm walking down an aisle looking like this.” The night they both reached a conclusion about getting married, they had all sat down in the living room to plan. Everyone agreed they can’t have a wedding yet since Miranda is heavily pregnant. Although they already announced to the media they are getting married, since the emergency marriage is for a purpose, they need to get the marriage certificate. The media is not having i