All Chapters of Trapped By My Stepfather Charm: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The heavy double doors of Alexander’s top-floor office swung open, revealing Helena standing on the threshold. Her posture was straight and poised, her formal blazer buttoned up, and her eyes sharp with controlled fury. She did not enter as a frantic mother seeking answers, but as a seasoned corporate veteran arriving to claim what was hers.Behind his broad mahogany desk, Alexander adjusted the cuff links of his shirt. His tie was freshly straightened, his coat back on, and his face a mask of smooth composure. The faint scent of perfume lingering in the air was the only muted trace of what had transpired on the leather sofa minutes prior."Helena," Alexander said softly, standing up to offer a polite nod. "I did not expect a drop-in visit from you at this hour."Helena stepped into the spacious room, her heels clicking rhythmically against the polished floorboards. She ignored his greeting, her gaze sweeping across the pristine office before locking onto him."Where is Selena, Alexan

"Is all of this just a charade?"My shaking voice cracked in the chilly air of the hallway. I instinctively took a step back, but my heel clipped the mahogany doorframe behind me.A loud thud echoed through the corridor. I held my breath and pressed my back against the cold wall. My heart was pounding so hard I felt it in my throat.The study door swung open. Alexander stood there, his eyes widening in shock as he took in my tear-stained face."Selena?" he muttered, closing the distance between us in quick strides. "How long have you been standing out here?"I shook my head, clutching the hem of my shirt. "You made a fool out of me. The man I married, my mother, all of it was a lie?"Alexander did not answer right away. He glanced toward the hallway leading to my mother’s room, checking to make sure her door was still firmly closed. Without a word, his warm, strong fingers wrapped around my wrist."Come with me," he whispered under his breath."Let me go, Alexander!" I tried to pull m

"Smile, Selena. Every camera is pointing right at us."Alexander's voice sounded right next to my ear. His strong hand wrapped around my waist, holding my body upright beside him."Don't tell me to smile," I whispered through clenched teeth."Just a few hours. Show them this family isn't falling apart," I replied softly, but with heavy emphasis.Camera flashes blinded us the moment the three of us stepped out of the black car. To Alexander's right, Mother stood in an elegant dark blue evening gown. A soft smile graced her face, perfectly hiding the huge secret we were keeping."Alexander, Helena! Can we get a photo of the three of you with Selena?" shouted one of the reporters behind the security barricade.Alexander pulled himself closer to Mother. His left hand wrapped naturally around her shoulder, while his right hand still held my waist possessively. The cameras flashed even more wildly, capturing a picture of a "happy family" that was actually just a complete lie.My chest felt

"Alexander has never returned before ten o'clock when an emergency board meeting is underway," Selena whispered to herself.She took a deep breath. The house was quiet. The security guards were stationed at the front gate, while the servants had already retired to their respective quarters. This was the only chance she would get.Her fingers trembled as she turned the handle of Alexander's private study. The thick teak door creaked softly before swinging open slightly. Selena slipped inside and closed it behind her without a sound.Her footsteps were virtually silent on the thick carpet. Scanning her surroundings, her gaze settled on the massive desk in the center of the room. She moved quickly, rounding the desk, and knelt beside the wooden cabinet built into the wall. There, hidden behind a concealed panel, sat a reinforced steel safe. Selena tried pressing a random sequence of numbers, but a red light flashed twice. It remained locked tight."Damn it," she muttered.Selena turned h

"If you are lying to me, Mr. Danu, I will never forgive you."Selena gripped the steering wheel of her black sedan tightly. Her eyes stayed locked on the dirt road cutting through an old warehouse district on the outskirts of the city.The old man on the other end of the line sighed softly. "I am an old friend of your father's, Selena. I have the secret bank transfer records used by Richard and Alexander. Come alone to warehouse number four before five o'clock.""I am almost there," Selena said quickly, her breath coming in short gasps. "Remember, no one else can know about this meeting."Selena ended the call and glanced at the rearview mirror. She had managed to give the two escort cars that usually tailed her the slip at the toll gate earlier. This temporary freedom felt terrifying, but her curiosity far outweighed her fear of Alexander's retaliation.The sedan slowed down as it passed a row of rusted corrugated iron warehouses. The area was eerily quiet. There was no sign of cargo