All Chapters of Sweet Temptation: Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

(Anna's POV)I had been awake since six in the morning, tending to Alex, but surprisingly, my hands were steady.That was the first thing I noticed as I squeezed the warm cloth and gently placed it on Alex's forehead. I had expected myself to completely break down, but instead, I was becoming calmer. Sometimes, when there is no time to think about anything else, you simply focus on what needs to be done.Alex's face looked a little better than it had during the night. He was still pale and weak, but he no longer looked so frighteningly ill. The monitors beside him continued to make their steady sounds. The nurses came in and out, doing their jobs.And I was doing mine."When he wakes up," I told Margaret, who stood at the end of the bed and listened carefully, "make sure they give him water immediately. He will probably try to sit up before he should, so don't let him. The doctor said—""Mrs Anderson," Margaret called softly."The doctor said he must stay flat for at least four ho

(Richard's POV)The boardroom doors slammed shut behind me.I stood there for several seconds, staring at the closed door. My chest was rising and falling heavily.I couldn't believe what just happened.The chairmanship was within my reach.I could almost feel it.Few votes and it would have been a done deal.Everything would have belonged to me.The founder's shares. The controlling interst. The power.Everything.And she had taken it all away in less than an hour.I turned around and walked toward my office.I didn't speak to anyone.I didn't even acknowledge the employees who hurried out of my way when they saw my face.By the time I reached my office, my hands were shaking.I pushed the door open.Then I lost control.I grabbed the first thing I saw and threw it across the room.It crashed against the wall.A glass vase followed.Then a stack of files.Papers scattered everywhere.I swept everything from my desk with one violent movement.My laptop, my files, the framed photograp

(Isabella's POV)By the time I reached the police station, my hands were already cold.I sat in my car for a few seconds, staring at the building in front of me.I didn't want to go inside.Every instinct in my body was telling me to drive away.But I couldn't.If I ran now, I would only make myself look more suspicious.I took a deep breath, picked up my handbag, and stepped out of the car.The police station smelled of old air, strong cleaning chemicals, and the stale smell of a building where difficult things happened often.The ventilation system seemed like it had stopped reacting to any of it.I had been to this same station once before.It had been shortly after Michael's death, when the police were taking the first statements.That time, I had been crying.The tears had been real.I had truly been grieving and shocked, even though my feelings were more complicated than what I had shown them.This time, my eyes were dry.A police officer sitting behind the front desk looked up.

(Richard's POV)My heart skipped as Richard picked the phone."H-hello.. Richard." I stuttered."So you finally decided to be reasonable.""Where's my brother Richard?""That depends on you? You're the reason he's in this condition after all." I could hear the mockery in his voice."What do you want?"There was a brief silence."You already know what I want." He finally answered.Karl gave me a signal to ask him where to meet up."Let's meet up."There was another silence."Where?""Somewhere private." I said."When?""Now."He chuckled."I'll call you with the location."I ended the call before he could say anything else.I looked at Karl.Just then my phone buzzed.*Langham Hotel*Richard had sent the location.That was when Karl brought out some devices and gave them to me.He showed me how it worked. He explained everything clearly and simply because he knew I was already under a lot of pressure and didn't need complicated technical details.“When you get within about two feet of

(Anna's POV)The room became completely silent.For a few seconds, nobody seemed to know what to say.I placed another document on the table.Then another.“Anderson Corporation was not built by one family.”Several board members leaned forward.Richard's face hardened.I continued.“It was built by two families.”Mr. Holt's eyes widened.Richard whispered,“Stop.”I ignored him.“The Anderson family was not the only founding family.”A board member stood.“What are you saying?”I looked directly at him.“I am saying that the second founding family was mine, built alongside by my grandfather Christopher Chen."I raised my chin.“And I am his heir.”The room exploded into chaos.Then everyone started talking at once.“What exactly is she claiming?”“This is absurd.”“Are those documents authentic?”“Richard, what is going on?”“Call security!”“Wait! Let us hear what she has to say!”The voices collided around the boardroom like thunder.I stood in the middle of it all, my heart poundi