Todos los capítulos de Plus-Size Secretary: A Contract Marriage with My Boss: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

The taxi carrying Hellena came to a stop right in front of the main entrance of the Smith Group headquarters. The moment the car door opened, Hellena stepped out without wasting a second. Her footsteps echoed rapidly as she hurried across the magnificent main lobby.Along the corridor, hundreds of employees immediately turned their attention toward her. Whispers spread from every corner. Jealous, cynical, and disbelieving gazes shot toward her from several female staff members who had long dreamed of standing beside the CEO. None of them had expected that the curvy woman they had always regarded as nothing more than an ordinary secretary was the very person who had just stunned the entire nation through a live television broadcast.Hellena ignored every single one of them. She kept her eyes fixed ahead, lifted her chin, and stepped into the executive elevator as its doors opened.The elevator doors slid open smoothly on the top floor. As soon as she stepped out, Hellena immediately br

“Hellena!” Vivian screamed hysterically, her voice shrill with humiliation and anger burning in her chest. Her hand rose, intending to claw at Hellena’s face. But before Vivian’s fingers could touch Hellena, Kael quickly stepped forward, seized Vivian’s wrist, and roughly flung it aside. Kael stood fully in front of Hellena, protecting her as he stared at Vivian with undisguised disgust. “Assistant Lee!” Kael called, his baritone voice extremely heavy, cold, and filled with an unquestionable command. Assistant Lee, who had been watching the argument with bated breath, immediately stepped forward toward the podium. “Yes, Mr. Kael?” “Drag Miss Vivian out of this building right now!” Kael ordered without the slightest hesitation, turning his face away from Vivian as though she were filth he could not bear to look at. “And make sure every security officer on the lower floors never allows her to set foot in this company again!” “Yes, Mr. Kael! Come with me, Miss Vivian,” Assistant L

At an exclusive, dimly lit restaurant in another corner of the city center, a cold atmosphere hung heavily around the table in the far corner. Vivian Wheeler sat across from Marco Conti. Vivian's cheek, which had been reddened by Hellena's slap several hours earlier, was now covered with a light layer of makeup, although traces of defeat and anger were still clearly visible behind her eyes.Vivian tapped her slender fingers against the glass table, staring at the Italian man before her with a demanding gaze."You've seen that ridiculous livestream, haven't you, Marco?" Vivian hissed sharply and curtly. "Kael has completely lost his mind. He humiliated me in public and chose that fat woman!"Marco slowly took a sip of red wine from his crystal glass, then placed it back on the table without making a sound. The man leaned his straight back against the chair, looking at Vivian with an extremely calm expression—almost completely devoid of emotion."I saw it," Marco replied briefly, his vo

Life at the Smith residence had become much calmer and warmer. There were no more schemes from Vivian Wheeler, who was reportedly sent overseas by her family after the scandal destroyed her reputation. Marco Conti had also chosen to step back gracefully and focus on expanding his business across Europe.That morning, warm sunlight slipped through the gaps between the curtains of the master bedroom.Kael woke up early. He leaned back against the headboard, his eyes fixed on his wife, who was still sleeping soundly beside him.However, something had felt different over the past few weeks.Hellena, who usually woke up early to prepare Kael’s work clothes, now looked much more exhausted and often slept longer than usual.Kael reached out and gently brushed aside the strands of Hellena’s messy hair scattered across the pillow. A faint smile appeared on his lips.“Darling... wake up,” Kael whispered hoarsely, lowering his head to place a soft kiss on Hellena’s plump cheek.Hellena let out a

The atmosphere on the back terrace of the Smith residence was bustling with activity that morning. Mrs. Hansel—the biological mother of Kael, who had now completely softened toward Hellena—looked incredibly enthusiastic as she supervised dozens of workers decorating the garden area. Hundreds of imported white roses and cream silk curtains were being elegantly arranged along the magnificent pillars. Hellena’s mother-in-law kept moving back and forth, giving instructions with a radiant smile, showing no signs of fatigue despite the morning sun beginning to rise higher.In a slightly shaded corner of the terrace, Hellena stood leaning against the marble railing. Her right hand gently stroked her still-flat stomach beneath her loose-fitting casual dress. A soft smile was beautifully etched across her lovely face.“Look, sweetheart...” Hellena whispered softly, her eyes fixed on Mrs. Hansel, who was busy arranging the position of a massive flower pot at the far end of the garden. “Your gra