THE BRIDE HE NEVER WANTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

At the station after the guy that ran Adrian’s mother confessed, Adrian took his phone and called his father. He stepped outside the interrogation room for some privacy, the fluorescent lights buzzing above him. “Dad, you won’t believe this,” he said when Victor answered. His voice was low but urgent. “The driver just confessed it wasn't a normal accident. Mr Enzo, the CEO of Lobek Enterprise sent him to take out Mom. It was deliberate.” Victor was quiet for a moment on the other end of the line. Adrian could feel him getting angry. “Lobek? Those snakes. They have always been a company that has been jealous of our company since day one. They’ve always envied our market strategies and have been looking for a way to either surpass us or bring us down. So after trying everyways to bring down my family, they didn't see. So they came for my wife? They planned this accident and paid the driver handsomely not to talk. But why did the driver still go ahead and expose them? Son.” Adrian nodd

I led Adrian into the room I used as my office when working from home. The familiar scent of fresh coffee and faint perfume hung in the air. I watched his face, wondering what he’d make of it all.When Adrian entered the room, he paused. His eyes swept over everything. The space looked different from what he probably expected. It was even more well arranged and structured than his study back in his mansion. Designer bags sat neatly at the corners, all carrying the Lumina Designs logo. Scarfs, heels, and other accessories filled the shelves in careful order. Above the main desk, the name LUMINA stood out in bold letters on the wall.He took a slow step forward, taking it in.I closed the door behind us with a soft click. “This is where the real work happens most days,” I said.Adrian turned to me. Then he asked me straight out whether I’d gotten engaged to another billionaire or even the governor’s son when I left. His voice carried that mix of curiosity and something sharper underneat

Adrian folded the contract again and slipped it back into his pocket. The driver stopped at the entrance. As Adrian stepped out into the cool night air, one question lingered, sharp and unanswered. How much was he truly willing to lose? The automatic doors of the hospital slid open. He walked in, heart heavier than when he left Serena’s office. The choice wasn’t over. It had only just begun. When Lia’s mother and father reached home late that night, Lia was already waiting for them at the door. She stood there, shifting from one foot to the other, so eager to meet them. The hallway light cast long shadows across the floor. As soon as they stepped inside, she greeted them with a quick smile. “Mom. Dad. You’re back.” No response from them. They took off their coats slowly, eyes tired. Lia waited a moment, then tried again. “How was it? How is Serena? Is she all I said she was, or is she a completely different person entirely?” Still nothing. Her parents moved toward the living room

After much thought about it, Adrian’s father finally told him to give him a pen to sign it. He was always on about the development of his company and wanted to grow it once again. A chance like this was something he could not miss. His hand reached out. “Give me the pen, Adrian. Let’s get this done.”Adrian told him to think about it again. “Dad, please think about it one more time. Your grandchildren are involved in this too.”But the father became angry and asked him what there was to think about. “What is there to think about? This is the way to the family’s wealth and rise once again. And you want me to think about it? Because of my grandchildren?”Adrian didn’t say a word. He took the contract from his father’s hands and went to his car outside.The hospital room stayed quiet after that. His mother breathed steadily on the bed. The father sat back down, still angry. Adrian walked down the hallway. The contract felt heavy in his grip. He pushed the elevator button. The doors opene

The summit venue stood in the heart of the city, surrounded by polished glass towers that reflected the bright morning sun. As my car rolled in through the main entrance, security officers stepped forward to inspect the vehicle before waving us through. I looked out the window. Luxury cars filled the parking area. Men and women dressed in expensive suits walked confidently toward the entrance. Their conversations blended into the steady buzz of the event. “Quite the turnout,” I murmured. The security guard beside the driver nodded. “It is, ma’am.” When the car stopped. My security officer got out first and opened my door. I stepped onto the red carpet leading into the building. Immediately, cameras flashed. Not because I was a celebrity. Because in the business world, Elena Voss had become someone people wanted to know. “Ms. Voss!” “Over here!” “Can we get one picture?” I smiled politely without stopping. “Maybe after the event.” Inside, the lobby was elegant. Crystal chan