บททั้งหมดของ The CEO's Dangerous Line: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 109

They stayed like that for a long time.Neither of them wanted to be the first to let go.Eventually, Estella pulled back first, wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks with the sleeve of her cardigan. She laughed softly, embarrassed."...I must look terrible."Aizen studied her for a second before shaking his head."No.""You look honest."She let out an amused sigh."I don't know whether that's a compliment.""It is."A small smile returned to her lips.The heaviness between them had eased, if only a little.Aizen reached for the lunch boxes again."The soup is getting cold."Estella chuckled."So that's your priority?""I spent money on it.""It would be a waste."She laughed louder this time."There it is."He looked at her."What?""Your real personality.""The CEO who hates wasting money.""I don't hate wasting money.""You definitely do.""I prefer efficiency.""That's just a rich person's way of saying you're stingy."Aizen raised an eyebrow."You've become very bold during

Nearly three hours later...The corridor outside the operating room had grown quieter.The rush of nurses had settled into the steady rhythm of hospital life, interrupted only by the occasional beeping of monitors and hurried footsteps echoing down the hall.Aizen stood in front of the large observation window overlooking the city.His untouched cup of coffee had gone cold.His eyes remained fixed on the reflection in the glass rather than the skyline beyond it.He wasn't thinking about Valcor.Or Benedict.Or Javier.He was thinking about Estella's voice."Why is he leaving me again?"Those words refused to leave him.The operating room doors finally opened.A surgeon stepped outside, removing his surgical cap.Aizen turned immediately."Doctor."The surgeon recognized him from earlier."The operation was successful."Aize

One week later.The VIP room was quiet except for the faint beeping of the monitor beside Lionel's bed.He was sitting slightly upright against the pillows, one arm resting carefully across his stomach. The wound in his shoulder still hurt whenever he moved too quickly, but at least he no longer looked like a man who had just survived a gunshot.A half-empty glass of water sat on the table beside him.Across the room, Aizen stood near the window with his phone in his hand, staring at a report he had already read twice.Lionel watched him for a while."You haven't changed."Aizen didn't look up."What does that mean?""You still look like you're about to fire someone.""I'm reading a report.""You've been reading the same page for five minutes."Aizen finally lowered his phone.Lionel gave him a faint smirk."You look terrible.""I've heard that before.""From me?""From Terry."Lionel chuckled, but the smile faded quickly.His eyes moved toward the door."How's Ella?"Aizen's expressi

The investigation moved faster than anyone had expected.What had begun as a financial investigation into Zero Degree was no longer limited to suspicious transactions and economic losses. Once the intelligence division compared the old financial records with the documents recovered from the Vraux warehouse, the pattern became impossible to ignore.Zero Degree had never operated alone.Its financial structure intersected with companies and transactions connected to Vraux, Troyan, and the old Mionier project.Different names.Different accounts.Different years.But the same money kept appearing in places where it shouldn't have been.Javier Gilbert had spent years making sure that nobody looked too closely.He had built layers between himself and the dirty work—shell companies, intermediaries, old project accounts, people who could take responsibility when something went wrong.For years, it had worked.Until the Mionier files were reopened.Now, those layers were being pulled apart on