All Chapters of Her Dangerous Game: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Elena took a deep, steady breath, easing the turbulent surge of emotion in her chest.She was actually growing comfortable with Julian, comfortable enough to challenge him. But hearing the vulnerability in his final question made her heart soften.She reached for his tightly clenched fingers, gently wrapping her hand over his."Sweetheart, listen to me carefully," she whispered, locking her eyes onto his with unfiltered sincerity. "It's not that I don't want to marry you. I love you, you know that."Julian remained silent, though the rigid line of his jaw subtly relaxed at the soft touch along the back of his hand."It’s just too fast," Elena reasoned gently."My situation at the university only wrapped up today. I don't even have my diploma yet. Give me time until graduation at least, and then we can talk about marriage again, alright?"Julian studied her intently, absorbing every single word that left her lips. A faint smirk suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth."Alright, if t

Seeing Helena backed into a corner, trembling with a volatile mix of humiliation and rage, Amanda instantly puffed up her chest.She stepped forward, thrusting herself into the crossfire to secure full sympathy from her dream mother-in-law."Julian! You have completely crossed the line!" Amanda reprimanded him loudly, boldly pointing a finger at his face."Aunt Helena is your biological mother! The woman who birthed and raised you! How could you bring yourself to yell at her just to defend a cheap, uncultured woman like her?!"Julian’s eyes locked onto Amanda instantly. The glint in his irises darkened into an icy, pitch-black void, radiating a suffocating murderous aura."Shut your mouth," Julian hissed, his low register cutting straight to her heart."Don't pretend you know anything about my life! Why don't you ask her yourself if she ever raised me? Even when I was stuck at boarding school for years, she never visited me a single time!"Amanda gasped, genuinely caught off guard by

In an instant, Julian’s frame froze. His eyes widened in absolute shock.His calm demeanor shattered into a frantic panic as he slapped his forehead hard with his palm."Good grief!" he gasped, hastily springing up from his executive chair. "Damn it! Thanks to them, I completely forgot!"Elena nearly burst out laughing watching the sheer panic on the usually authoritative, perfectly composed man's face."Sania!" Julian shouted.Startled by his call, his secretary rushed into the suite immediately. "Y-yes, Mr. President?""Why didn't you remind me about the meeting?!" Julian grumbled, grabbing his suit jacket from the back of his chair and throwing it on hurriedly."I'm so sorry, sir. I tried to remind you earlier, but—""Never mind! No excuses!" Julian cut her off swiftly.He stepped close to Elena, leaning in to press an affectionate kiss onto her forehead. The girl simply shook her head in amusement at her lover’s antics."I have to head to the main boardroom right now. The foreign

"Director Citra! It appears the intellect the board of directors so frequently praises you for has suddenly evaporated without a trace."Citra’s face hardened. "J-Julian, what do you mean?""Who gave you the right to judge my future wife?" Julian fired back directly, driving home the words 'future wife' with absolute, undeniable authority.As if struck by scalding lava from a volcanic eruption, Citra’s frame froze instantly. Her tongue went entirely numb, her eyes nearly bulging from their sockets."F-future wife?""Yes. My future wife! The woman who will hold the Vance surname within the next two weeks," Julian delivered the fatal blow without a shred of mercy."This woman whom you just branded as cheap and parasitic is the future Mrs. Vance. The rightful owner of every asset, building, and executive position you currently enjoy in this corporation!"Citra’s face drained of all color. The vibrant red lipstick on her mouth stood in stark, ghostly contrast to her bloodless skin.All th

Elena turned around, startled. Standing beside her was a young man in his mid-twenties, dressed in a relaxed, casual t-shirt.He had an approachable, friendly face with a bright, wide smile spreading across his lips as he looked at her."Raka?" the girl murmured in surprise, recognizing him instantly.Raka was the son of the owner of this modest establishment.He was an old friend of sorts, someone Elena used to chat with frequently whenever she dined here during her early university days."It's been so long since I last saw you eating here!" Raka said enthusiastically, taking a step closer with an unhideable, cheerful gleam in his eyes."Where have you been? I thought you'd completely forgotten about our little place!"Elena offered a warm, welcoming smile in response."Oh, not at all! I've just been really busy lately with campus stuff and my thesis. Your place is getting busier and busier, isn't it?""That's how it goes," Raka replied with a light chuckle."Especially when loyal cu