All Chapters of The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect MatchChapter 61: The Woman at the Head of the TableEvelyn Mensah.The image on the screen felt impossible.Unreal.Wrong.Yet there she was.Seated at the head of a long conference table.Her face illuminated by soft light while the others remained hidden in shadow.The position of power.The position of leadership.The position of control.Nobody spoke.The room seemed to stop breathing.Daniel stared at the photograph.Frozen.His mind refusing to accept what his eyes clearly saw."No."The word escaped his lips before he could stop it.Ama understood.She felt the same way.After everything they had learned, this revelation still felt too large.Too devastating.Because this wasn't just another suspect.This wasn't another secret.This was Daniel's mother.The woman who had raised him.Protected him.Loved him.Or so he believed.Marcus leaned toward the screen."Please tell me that's Photoshopped."Nobody laughed.Valerie slowly sat down.Her face pale.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect MatchChapter 63: The Founder’s Vault“Welcome home, Sophia.”The distorted voice echoed through the facility.Then silence returned.A heavy, suffocating silence.The red emergency lights cast long shadows across the room, turning familiar faces into strangers.Ama stood frozen.The words replayed in her mind.Welcome home.She had spent twenty-seven years searching for where she belonged.Now a voice hidden in the darkness was claiming she had finally arrived.And somehow that frightened her more than anything else.The hidden door continued opening.Metal groaned.Ancient gears turned.Dust drifted from the ceiling.It sounded less like a doorway and more like a tomb awakening.Marcus stared into the darkness beyond."I have a very bad feeling about this."Daniel stepped beside Ama.His hand brushed hers.Not by accident.A silent reminder.A promise."You're not going alone."Ama looked at him.For a moment, the chaos faded.The conspiracies.The betrayal

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect MatchChapter 65: The Lie That Changed EverythingSophia's biological father: Adrian Cole.The words blurred before Ama's eyes.For a moment, she thought she had misread them.Surely she had.Because nothing about that sentence made sense.Nothing.Slowly, she picked up the photograph from the floor.Her hands trembled.The image showed Elena standing beside Adrian.Both smiling.Both young.Both looking completely different from the people she knew through old stories and faded memories.Yet the caption remained unchanged.Unforgiving.Absolute.Sophia's biological father: Adrian Cole.Ama looked up.Arthur Kane was watching her.Quietly.Carefully.As though waiting for her reaction."No."The word escaped her lips automatically.Arthur didn't argue."No?"Ama shook her head."That's impossible."The old man sighed."I expected that response."Silence filled the chamber.Ama's heart pounded so hard it hurt.Adrian.The man who had protected her.The man who

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect MatchChapter 67: The Archive“Open the archive, Sophia. Your father is inside.”The words hit Ama like a physical blow.For a moment, she forgot about the explosions.Forgot about The Circle.Forgot about the armed men tearing through the facility.There was only one thought left in her mind.Your father is inside.Ama stared at the monitor.Evelyn's face remained calm.Confident.As if she knew exactly what effect those words would have."You’re lying."Ama’s voice sounded stronger than she felt.Evelyn smiled."Am I?"The screen flickered.Then the connection cut out.Silence swallowed the vault.Ama immediately turned toward Arthur."What did she mean?"Arthur didn't answer.That terrified her more than anything.Because he wasn't denying it.He wasn't dismissing it.He wasn't calling it a manipulation tactic.He was simply standing there.Silent."Arthur."Her voice sharpened."What did she mean?"The old man slowly exhaled.Then looked toward the far si

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect MatchChapter 69: The Man Behind the Glass“Hello, Sophia. I’ve been waiting for you.”Ama forgot how to breathe.The world seemed to narrow until only one thing remained.The man standing behind the glass.Gabriel Laurent.Alive.Not a recording.Not a photograph.Not a memory.Alive.For years, people had spoken his name like a ghost.A legend.A mystery.A dead man whose shadow stretched across generations.Yet here he stood.Real.Watching her with eyes that looked painfully familiar.Ama took an unsteady step forward.Then another.The chamber was silent except for the low hum of machinery.Rows of empty glass rooms surrounded them like forgotten tombs.Only one remained occupied.His."You’re alive."The words came out as barely a whisper.Gabriel smiled sadly."Yes."No elaborate explanation.No dramatic speech.Just the truth.Ama felt anger rise inside her.Fast.Hot.Powerful."You're alive."She repeated it louder.The years of confusion.The years