All Chapters of Claimed by the Ruthless CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

An hour later, Caelan returned to the master suite carrying a heavy, dust-covered black leather binder. His face was pale, and his jaw was set tight.I stood up from the sofa immediately. 'What did the investigator bring?'Caelan placed the binder on the coffee table between us. 'The police completed a full search of your father's house and office vault this morning. They found this hidden behind a false panel in his desk.'I stared at the binder. 'What is it?''Your father's private personal ledger,' Caelan said softly. 'He kept duplicate records of every single transaction between Vale Industries and Ashford Group for fifteen years.'I sat down and opened the dusty cover. The handwriting was unmistakably my father's—neat, precise, and blue ink. Page after page listed financial transfers, patent registrations, and meeting notes.As I flipped through the pages, one specific section caught my attention. It was dated twelve years ago.'Look at this,' I said, pointing to a handwri

Thursday morning arrived with gray clouds and heavy rain. The Ashford Group headquarters tower stood tall against the gloomy sky. Today was the annual general shareholders' meeting—the day Caelan's grandfather had set as the deadline for Caelan to prove total stability and control over the empire.We stepped out of the private elevator onto the top floor. Caelan wore a dark navy three-piece suit, looking every bit the powerful CEO. I walked beside him in a sleek black suit dress, holding a leather folder containing the original police reports and evidence.The boardroom doors opened. Inside sat thirty of the country's most powerful investors, board members, and family representatives. At the head of the massive conference table sat Richard Ashford, wearing a satisfied smile.Beside Richard sat several armed private guards—a clear sign that he expected trouble.'Ah, Caelan,' Richard said, rising from his chair with fake warm hospitality. 'You made it. We were just preparing to vote

Rain poured heavily over the isolated mountain road. The sound of water splashing against metal mixed with the loud pounding of my heart.Julian stood over Caelan with the gun pressed against Caelan's forehead. Caelan was down on one knee, blood trickling from the wound on his temple down his sharp jawline. But even bleeding and cornered, Caelan's gray eyes showed zero fear. He stared up at his cousin with pure contempt.'Shoot me then, Julian,' Caelan growled, his voice steady. 'Because if you don't kill me right now, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth.''Caelan, shut up!' I screamed, fighting violently against the man holding my arms behind my back. Shoes slipping on the wet mud, I kicked backwards with all my strength, driving my high heel into my captor's shin.The man yelled in pain and loosened his grip for half a second.That was all I needed.I ripped my arm free, grabbed a sharp piece of broken glass from the shattered car window off the hood, and slashed it acros