All Chapters of My ex uncle Is my Destiny : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I still couldn’t believe what had just happened to me.A few hours earlier, all I had been thinking about was going home, taking a shower, and forgetting about this exhausting day.I never would have imagined that I would end up at Clark Terry’s mansion, surrounded by security guards, as if my life had suddenly become that of someone being hunted.All because a man had decided to attack me in order to hurt my boss.I stood by the window of the bedroom that had been prepared for me.Outside, the garden stretched as far as the eye could see. The lights softly illuminated the perfectly maintained paths, giving the place an almost unreal appearance.The house was magnificent.But it wasn’t my home.It belonged to a world I had never been part of.A world of wealth, power, and hidden dangers.I lowered my eyes to my hands.Even surrounded by all that luxury, I still felt like a stranger.A small sound pulled me from my thoughts.Someone had just knocked on the door.I turned around.— Come

I stood frozen in front of the invitation.My eyes remained fixed on that simple piece of paper.After all, it was only a name.A few letters printed in black.But to me, it represented years of memories, pain, and betrayal.Vanessa Morel.My stomach immediately tightened.I wasn’t ready to see her again.Not after everything that had happened.Not after the messages she had sent me the day before.Just thinking about it made me feel uneasy.Daniel was the first to break the silence.— We checked the guest list. Her name was added last night by a member of the board of directors.Clark slowly closed the envelope.His face became completely serious, but I knew his expressions well enough to understand that he was displeased.— Who authorized this invitation?Daniel shook his head slightly.— We don’t know yet.He paused briefly before continuing:— But my team is already investigating to find out.Clark slowly nodded.— Find that person.His voice was calm.Too calm.And I knew that be

I followed Clark to the center of the room.Around us, the conversations gradually resumed. Glasses clinked softly, laughter mingled with the music. Everything seemed perfectly normal… and yet, I couldn't bring myself to enjoy the evening.Vanessa's words were still echoing in my mind.Beautiful stories never last long.Why had she said it with such certainty? As if she already knew what was going to happen.I tightened my fingers around my purse, trying to control the slight trembling running through my body.Clark discreetly turned his head toward me. He had noticed my silence.He leaned slightly closer.— Don't think about her anymore.I looked up at him and tried to smile, but my smile lasted only for a moment.— I'm trying… but I can't shake this feeling. I feel like this night still has a lot more to reveal to us.He watched me for a few seconds without answering. His gaze was calm, almost reassuring.Then he whispered softly:— As long as you stay by my side, everything will be

The next two days seemed endless.After several examinations, the doctors finally agreed to let me leave the hospital.My shoulder still hurt from time to time, and the stitches on my forehead reminded me of what had happened every time I looked in the mirror.But I was alive.And that was all that mattered.Clark had insisted on coming to pick me up personally.As I walked through the hospital doors, I saw him waiting for me at the entrance.As always, he was dressed in an elegant, impeccable suit that seemed almost tailor-made for him.Yet something was different.His face no longer seemed as cold as before.He approached me with a concerned look.“How are you feeling?”I gave him a small smile.“Much better.”His eyes immediately dropped to my bandage.His expression became slightly more serious.“If you feel even the slightest pain, tell me immediately.”I couldn’t help letting out a small laugh.“You’re still as bossy as ever.”To my surprise, the corner of his lips lifted into a

Julien remained seated at the table for several long minutes.The cup of coffee in front of him had been cold for a long time. Yet he hadn't even thought about drinking it.Vanessa's words kept echoing in his mind over and over again.“Neither you... nor Clark Terry... will be able to save her.”That sentence wasn't simply a threat spoken in a moment of anger.The confidence with which Vanessa had spoken made it clear to him that she was planning something serious.Julien ran a hand over his face, lost in thought.Then he took out his phone.His fingers hovered over the screen for a few seconds before he finally decided to dial a number.— Daniel? It's Julien.The voice on the other end answered quickly.— Mr. Julien?— I need to see my uncle.He paused briefly.— It's urgent.---An hour later, Julien arrived at the Terry villa.As soon as he passed through the gates, a security guard came to greet him and escorted him directly to Clark's office.The door was slightly ajar.Inside, C