All Chapters of Plus-Size Substitute Wife: 100 Days Before I Abandon Him: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

   The thumping of heavy-bass electronic dance music once again shook the walls of a VIP corner of a luxury nightclub in the center of the city. The glowing red and blue laser lights spun wildly, reflecting blinding flashes of color onto the surface of the bar table, which was filled with fantastically expensive liquor bottles. Darren sat reclining on a black leather sofa with an indifferent posture. His white shirt looked wrinkled, its top buttons open wide revealing his broad collarbone, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up haphazardly to his elbows. In his right hand, a crystal glass filled with amber whiskey liquid was swirled gently before he swallowed its contents in a single gulp, letting a burning sensation spread down his throat. Ever since leaving the Andreas family residence earlier this afternoon, Darren had completely ignored every incoming call and message. He had tossed his phone into the

 Chapter 64The night air of the capital city felt exceptionally humid, carrying a thick aroma of vehicle exhaust that wafted through the old commercial district. Beneath the dim concrete shade of the basement parking level, a yellow neon light flickered weakly, casting long, eerie shadows onto the dusty cement floor.Viona stood with heaving breaths beside concrete pillar number nine. The faux sheepskin coat she wore failed to dull the violent tremors running through her entire body. Her gloved hand fumbled inside the branded handbag held against her chest, tightly clutching a thick envelope filled with cash she had just painstakingly withdrawn from an Automated Teller Machine.Heavy footsteps clad in leather boots echoed from the end of the quiet parking corridor.A tall figure wearing a black leather jacket with a hood covering part of his face emerged from behind the shadows. Dino grinned broadly, revealing his white teeth beneath the dim

 Chapter 66That night, inside the cabin of the black sports car driving through the silence of Jakarta's streets, the air felt suffocatingly heavy. Not a single sound of music played. All that could be heard was the constant roar of the car engine and the suppressed sobs desperately stifled by the woman in the front passenger seat.Lyonna sat curled up in the corner of the seat, clutching her handbag tightly with a body still trembling slightly from the lingering trauma of the gallery attack. Her grey sweater appeared dirty in several places, and her hair was disheveled. She did not look toward the steering wheel at all, choosing instead to stare straight out the glass window reflecting the fast-fleeting flickers of city lights.Darren drove the car with a hardened jaw and eyes fixated on the road ahead. Throughout the entire journey from Kemang to the Andreas family residence, his ears had to endure barrage after barrage of curses and cold words f

 Chapter 68Morning sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains of the main study on the top floor of the Graham Corp building. The room, decorated in shades of grey and dark wood, felt as cold as ice. Behind his large executive desk, Darren stood gazing at the panorama of Jakarta's skyline, dimly obscured by the morning smog.The man had not slept at all since last night. The black shirt he wore was stretched loose across his chest, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and dark circles were clearly visible beneath his eyes. On the usually immaculately organized desk, stacks of reports from the legal team and financial statements lay scattered haphazardly.The study door clicked softly before swinging open. Hendra, the head of internal security trusted by the Graham family, stepped inside with a rigid yet awkward expression."Mr. Darren," Hendra greeted, bowing slightly. "Two teams of professional bodyguards have been deployed since six

 Chapter 70Torrential rain swept across the gallery courtyard in a matter of seconds. The sound of water hammering against the tin roof and asphalt mingled densely with the roaring curses and heavy thuds from the clash between two groups in the yard. Lightning flashed across the sky, briefly illuminating the savage faces covered in black cloth.Lyonna held her breath. Her back was pressed flat against the cold concrete wall wet with rain spray. She clutched the brown folder containing Viona’s secret documents against her chest with all her strength, sheltered inside the folds of her jacket. In front of her, two of Viona’s henchmen stepped forward with footsteps splashing in the puddles. One gripped a wooden beam with stiff fingers, while the other took a stance, ready to pounce."Hand over that folder, miss! Don't make this difficult!" barked the black-masked man holding the wooden beam. His eyes glared sharply through the slit in the f