บททั้งหมดของ The CEO's Revenge Bride: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

CHAPTER 72CONFUSED AND EXHAUSTEDThe moment the elevator doors opened on the hotel lobby floor with a soft hiss, Chatrine was already waiting at the far end of the room.She looked immaculate as always, professional and composed, wearing a fitted gray coat and polished black heels. Her blonde hair was neatly pinned into a perfect bun, and the calm smile on her lips belonged to a woman who had grown accustomed to handling morning disasters involving a dangerous man.Aron Loghan’s sharp features remained unchanged, but today there was something different about him.Exhaustion.His hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes heavy and shadowed, yet the cold, unreadable gaze that made people hesitate still remained.Without wasting a word, Chatrine approached him with practiced efficiency. She handed him a black leather jacket and a pair of Dior sunglasses from her handbag.“There is too much sunlight outside for a head that is already throbbing.”Her voice was gentle but precise. The voice o

CHAPTER 74UNTOUCHABLEInside the vast office with its elegant modern interior, the atmosphere suddenly shifted into a battlefield without weapons. Sunlight poured through the towering glass walls, yet even its warmth seemed powerless against the cold tension surrounding the two formidable women standing face to face.Victoria Folonari, the name the world now knew her by, stood tall in a perfectly tailored white blazer that radiated authority. Her slender figure carried the confidence of someone accustomed to being obeyed. Her face was flushed, not from embarrassment, but from the fury burning beneath her composure.Across from her stood Chatrine Madison, equally impressive in her own way. The young woman possessed an unshakable presence, her cold blue eyes calm and steady. It was the kind of calmness built from layers of steel. Her lips remained slightly curved, forming a faint smile that carried a quiet warning.“Dozens of times you have taken your boss to hotels? Stayed with him un

CHAPTER 76THE SPYEvanka Collins stared at the laptop screen, her breathing growing heavier with every passing second.The luxurious hotel suite, filled with the delicate scent of white roses and the soft glow of crystal lights, suddenly felt far too small to contain the anger burning inside her chest.On the screen was an Instagram post from one of the Loghan family’s wedding guests.An elegant wedding celebration.White peonies decorated the ballroom. Crystal ornaments shimmered beneath the golden lights. Everything looked flawless, expensive, and carefully arranged.The caption was sweet and formal.“Congratulations to the beautiful couple. A celebration of love, elegance, and a timeless beginning. #PrivateWedding #LoghanLegacy”There was no doubt.This was Aron Loghan’s wedding from several months ago.And in the corner of the photograph, Evanka immediately recognized Jeremy Loghan.The older man stood with unmistakable charisma, dressed in a perfectly tailored classic suit. Besi

CHAPTER 78CHASING THE TRAILEva’s breath caught as the ringing of a phone suddenly cut through the silence.The harsh vibration from the table shattered the moment. Aron stopped immediately. A name appeared on the glowing screen.Without a word, Aron pulled away and grabbed the phone, stepping aside as if the world outside their room had suddenly become more important than anything else.Eva stared after him, startled by how quickly his attention shifted. She watched him disappear into the bathroom and close the door behind him.Curiosity burned inside her.Quietly, she slipped out of bed and approached the closed door, moving carefully so he would not notice. Her heart pounded as she pressed her ear against the wood.Then she heard Aron’s voice.“Get rid of that woman if she dares come near my wife.”Eva froze.Her eyes widened in shock. She covered her mouth with one hand, barely breathing.Aron Loghan was not the kind of man who needed to waste his own energy dealing with threats.

CHAPTER 80THE CLEVER WOMANEvanka Collins was already preparing to leave the yacht when something caught her attention.In the corner of the lower deck stood a small reservation table.On it were stacks of business cards, yacht club schedules, and a black folder marked:PRIVATE GUESTSHer heartbeat immediately quickened.She glanced left and right.No one was watching.With movements as silent as a whisper, Evanka approached the table. Her skilled fingers touched the folder and slowly opened it.“Damn it… password protected?”Her eyes narrowed when she saw the tablet inside.But then she noticed something else.A small golden access card partially hidden beneath a pile of invitations.The same crown-shaped symbol from the digital invitation she had seen earlier.There it is…Her hand almost reached for the card when—“Mrs. Folonari.”The deep voice behind her made her freeze.A cold, masculine scent of expensive cologne filled the air.Slowly, she turned around.A man in a black suit