All Chapters of Married To My Gay Bestfriend : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Eve's POV The contract signed with a stroke of the pen that echoed through the conference room like a gunshot. I set down the fountain pen and looked across the mahogany table at the man who had spent the past three weeks turning what should have been a simple collaboration into a high-stakes negotiation that had consumed every waking moment I could spare from the twins. His name was Dimitri Volkov, a Ukrainian energy magnate whose company controlled a significant portion of the Eastern European renewable resources market. He was in his late fifties, silver haired and sharp eyed, with the kind of old world charm that made boardrooms lean in and competitors underestimate him at their peril. "Mrs. Cresswell." He extended his hand across the table, and I took it. His grip was warm and lingering, his eyes holding mine for a beat longer than professional courtesy required. "This is the beginning of something truly remarkable." "The GreenTech collaboration is a significant step fo

Eve's POVI was in my office reviewing the quarterly projections when Priya burst through the door with her tablet held out like a shield, her face a mask of professional horror."You need to see this."I took the tablet and felt the blood drain from my face. There, in garish pink and red letters against a backdrop of white roses, was a message that spanned the entire length of a building in Times Square.To Eve, the most captivating woman in the world. Your light outshines every star. Forever your admirer, D."Dimitri Volkov," I said. My voice came out flat and cold. "He rented a billboard in Times Square.""That is not all." Priya swiped to the next image. A florist's delivery van parked outside our building, its back doors open to reveal dozens of bouquets. "Three hundred white roses arrived this morning. Security is holding them in the lobby. The card says, 'Until you see what I see.'""Oh my God.""There is more.""How can there possibly be more?"She swiped again. This time it w

Devin's POVThe ordeal has passed or so I thought until a call came at seven in the morning, shattering the quiet peace of the hotel room.I reached for my phone on the nightstand, careful not to wake Eve who was still curled against my side with her dark hair spread across the pillow. The screen showed Mark's name, and something cold settled in my stomach. Mark never called this early unless something was wrong."Talk to me," I said, my voice low."We have a problem. The board has called an emergency meeting for this afternoon. Sterling has been working the phones all night. He is claiming that the Volkov scandal has damaged the company's reputation and that Eve's leadership is no longer tenable.""That is absurd. Eve handled the situation perfectly. The press conference was a success.""According to Sterling, it was not enough. He is circulating a petition to remove Eve as CEO. He has three board members supporting him, and he is pushing for a vote today."I sat up slowly, the sheet

Eve’s POV Daniel reached into his pocket and placed a cheap prepaid phone on the table between us. It was still powered on, the screen dark and waiting."He hasn’t called me since then," he said. "But he said it would."I looked at the phone, and a cold certainty settled into my chest. The man who had hired Daniel was still out there waiting for the right moment to make his move.The phone would ring, it was only a matter of time.Devin picked up the phone and turned it over in his hands, his expression grim. "We keep it. We monitor it. When it rings, we trace the call.""And if he never calls?""Then we find him another way." He set the phone down on the table with deliberate care. "But he will call. He cannot resist."The phone sat between us like a live grenade, its dark screen reflecting the harsh fluorescent light. Daniel was led away by Henderson's men, still trembling, still insisting he had not known what he was doing. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that the man

Eve's POVThe cabin felt smaller than it had before.I sat on the worn couch with Theodore in my arms while Devin paced the length of the living room, his phone pressed to his ear. Sebastian was asleep in the bassinet we had left behind during our first stay, and the familiar smell of pine and woodsmoke filled the air. Outside, the snow was falling again, soft and silent, blanketing the forest in white."We cannot just sit here," I said when Devin finally ended his call. "Hiding in this cabin and waiting for Voss to make the next move is not a strategy. It is a death sentence."Devin stopped pacing and looked at me. The exhaustion was plain on his face, but so was the same restless energy I felt humming in my own veins. "Solomon's people are searching for Voss. Mark is tracing his financial network. We are doing everything we can.""Everything except taking the fight to him." I shifted Theodore in my arms and met Devin's eyes. "He has been one step ahead of us since the beginning. He