Todos los capítulos de THE CEO'S ACCIDENTAL CONFESSION: The Lingerie Slip: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Jane blinked, staring at the screen in pure, unadulterated shock.Julia, who had zero concept of personal space, unashamedly peeked over Jane’s shoulder, her jaw instantly dropping to the floor. "Wait... WHAT?!""What? What is it?!" Emma squeaked, practically diving across the table to see."Did Mr. Reynold’s own sister just text you to matchmake you with the famous Brit?!" Julia shrieked, her voice pitching so high two accountants at the next table turned around. "Michael Cavill?! The British CEO billionaire?!"Allan’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, a dreamy, awe-struck sigh escaping his lips. "Oh my god. Mike Cavill? His voice is like warm honey pouring over velvet. Jane, if you don't go, I am going in a wig."

"I have to confess a dark secret to you, Miss Pascual," Mike whispered softly, leaning in close enough that his warm breath brushed her ear—a position he knew from Victoria's precise text updates would be driving William into a bloodthirsty frenzy in the shadows."Call me Jane," she said, a small, genuine smile curving her lips."Okay, Jane," Mike purred, his British accent dripping like honey. "Victoria was my first love. My absolute biggest crush since our college days in England."Jane’s gray eyes widened in genuine surprise. "Really? Victoria?""Oh, absolutely," Mike sighed, placing a dramatic hand over his heart. "I was completely head over heels. But she looked at me like I was an overprotective older brother. And William, being the unbearable prick he is, figured it out and teased me endlessly. So, naturally, I made it my life’s mission to make his existence a living hell. I flirted with his dates, competed for his acquisitions, and turned us into bitter corporate rivals. All ou

Mike caught Jane’s waist, steadying her acting with a fond, warm look that made Victoria’s blood run completely cold. "You heard the lady, Vic," Mike said, his voice dropping into a quiet, serious tone that lacked any of his usual playful teasing toward her. "Step back."Victoria felt a lump form in her throat—sharp, painful, and agonizingly heavy. He hadn't called her Vic like that in years. He wasn't looking at her. The man who had loved her for a decade was walking away, completely captivated by someone else, and she was entirely powerless to stop it."Mike... wait," Victoria whispered, her voice cracking with a raw, desperate turmoil she had never felt in her entire life."Get your hands off her, Cavill!" William bellowed, stumbling back to his feet, blood dripping from his cut lip, his hair wild and eyes completely bloodshot with pure possessive torment. He took a heavy step toward them, his hands shaking. "Jane... look at me. Please. Don't do this."Jane didn't even turn around.

By 3:30 AM, William was standing in the vast, empty expanse of his Tribeca penthouse. He hadn't bothered to turn on the lights. The city skyline bled cold gray light through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating a man completely unraveling. His suit jacket was tossed onto the floor, his shirt torn open, his knuckles raw and bruised.He couldn't sleep a wink. Every time he closed his eyes, his brain tortured him with the same agonizing, nauseating loop: Jane, soft and flushed with wine, resting her head on Mike’s massive shoulder... Jane whispering into Mike's ear... Mike's text message glowing on his phone screen.She was drunk. In Mike's bed."Damn it!" William roared into the quiet penthouse, hurling his crystal tumbler against the concrete wall. It shattered into a thousand glittering shards, echoing through the empty room.Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!The sheer, agonizing image of Jane in another man's arms was driving him to the absolute brink of insanity. He grabbed his phon

He slammed his shoulder against the door, straining the heavy metal chain until the wood groaned."Let her go, Mike!" William snarled, his voice cracking with a raw, agonizing desperation that made his throat burn. "I swear to God, if you touched her—""She came to me voluntarily, William," Mike lied smoothly, leaning against the doorframe with a cool, mocking smirk. "She was tired of being treated like an afterthought. She wanted a real man who appreciates her. Now go back to your empty penthouse and leave us alone.""I will kill you!" William rasped, his blue eyes wild and shot through with red as he grabbed the edge of the door, his bruised knuckles turning stark white. "Jane! JANE! Hear me out, please!"Inside her quiet Brooklyn living room, Jane’s phone screen lit up on the coffee table.It was a text from Allan.[Allan: Jane... Mr. Reynold just canceled all his meetings, threatened to buy the Plaza Hotel, and abandoned the Q3 review. PR is losing their minds. The entire executive