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Chapter 129: The cost of buried secrets
Chloe slammed her bedroom door shut so hard that one of the picture frames rattled against the wall. She twisted the lock with trembling fingers, her vision blurry with hot tears.She had heard enough for one morning, and just couldn't take it anymore as it was just too much to take in.She slid down to the floor, her back against the door, her knees pressed to her chest. A broken sob escaped her before she could stop it.“Why… why didn’t someone just tell me?” she whispered to the empty room.Her phone buzzed in her trembling hand — the image of Mr. King contact glowed softly on her screen. A surge of desperation shot through her chest.She needed him at that moment, as he was the only person who truly made her feel chosen and worthy.Her thumb slammed the call button before she could think twice.There was no other person she'd love to speak with at that point than Mr. King himself, and all she could do at that point was to hope and wish that he'd answer.“Chloe?” came the deep, vel
Chapter 128: Secrets served hot
Lizzy’s head snapped up. “You keep your mouth shut, Rose.”Rose’s laughter was low, mocking. “Oh, darling… you really think you can keep the past from catching up forever?”Ethan, silent and watchful, glanced around the table. The pieces were shifting again — faster, darker, and exactly as he had predicted.The Robbinns were actually hiding something and it was more than the secrets of the Crown of Aetheron. Lizzy’s breath caught in her throat as the entire room seemed to close in on her.“Rose,” she said, trying to steady her voice, “this is not your story to tell.”“Oh, but it affects the whole family, doesn’t it?” Rose’s tone was deceptively light, her eyes glittering with mischief. “We all lived through the scandal, Elizabeth. You may have buried it, but that doesn’t mean it died.”“Enough, Rose,” Grandpa Robbins’ voice came like thunder — calm yet commanding. But it wasn’t enough to silence the storm that was already gathering.Another breakfast successfully ruined, and this tim
Chapter 127: War during breakfast
The following morning arrived with the soft glow of sunlight streaming through the high glass windows of the Robbins mansion. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and buttered croissants wafted through the air, mingling with the low hum of conversation around the long dining table.The family had gathered for breakfast as usual, and this time around, the atmosphere wasn’t tensed as it used to be, as it could almost appear as though everyone seemed to want a peaceful and a quiet breakfast.Ethan, as usual, sat quietly at the far end beside Emma, who looked well-rested though still distant in thought. Across the table, Chloe was radiating excitement, her makeup flawless, her phone propped beside her plate as if she were waiting for another notification from social media.Aunt Rose sat next to her, sipping from her porcelain cup while her eyes darted between everyone with that habitual gleam of intrigue. Grandpa Robbins, dignified and calm as ever, occupied the head of the table, unfolding
Chapter 126: Shadows behind the screen
Emma’s intention was to tell the caller that Ethan was in the shower and would call back later. But the moment her eyes caught the name flashing across the screen, her breath froze in her chest.Matthews Wirtkov.The phone continued to ring in her trembling hand, the name glowing coldly against the black screen.Emma’s pulse quickened. She blinked, reading it again to be sure. Matthews Wirtkov.Her mind spun, and at the same time, her heart began to pound in her chest as she couldn’t help but wonder how Ethan knew Matthew Wirtkov and why he was calling Ethan.“What the hell is going on?” She whispered; her voice barely audible.She knew Matthews Wirtkov well enough to know that someone like Ethan wasn’t in his league to have the privilege of meeting let alone have his personal call line, except maybe it was someone else and not the Matthews Wirtkov that she knew.Just then, Ethan stepped out of the bathroom with droplets of water sliding down his bare shoulders. He was rubbing a towe
Chapter 125: A call from Matthews Wirtkov
Chloe couldn’t stop smiling as the driver pulled into the Robbins mansion driveway. The trunk of the car was full with all the stuffs that Wirtkov King had bought for her and she just couldn’t wait to get inside and begin to show off once again.She was really enjoying the way things were unfolding especially with her being miles ahead of Emma with the choice of a life partner.As the driver carried the first load of boxes inside, Chloe could no longer contain her excitement any longer. “Aunt Rose!” she called out, her voice bubbling with delight. “You won’t believe what Mr. King got me today!”Rose appeared at the top of the staircase, her expression one of expectant curiosity. She didn’t need to see the stuffs that Chloe had brought home before she’d believe. She had seen the news too, and all she had been waiting for was for Chloe to come home so they could both share in her excitement together.And so, the moment she saw the trail of luxury packages filling the grand hallway, her
Chapter 124: The ex-convict versus the king
Inside Wirtkov’s car, Chloe sat back, glancing sideways at him. “You never told me what drew you to me,” she said playfully. “Surely it wasn’t my sense of fashion.”Ethan smiled; eyes fixed ahead. “No,” he said softly. “It was the way you looked at me the first time we met — like you saw me, not my name.”Chloe tilted her head, touched by the sincerity in his voice, which she didn’t know was just a mere act, and that none of what Ethan was doing at that point meant anything to him. “That’s because when you walked towards me. I just couldn’t help but stare.”“Exactly,” he replied, his tone deepening. “And I miss that already.”***It was break time, and Stella had her attention fixed not on spreadsheets or pending calls, but on her phone screen — scrolling, zooming, replaying, and scrolling again.Post after post flooded Stella’s screen — Chloe Robbins, her smile bright, her eyes glowing with the kind of joy that couldn’t be faked. In every photo, Wirtkov King was close beside her, hi
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