All Chapters of Contracted to My Ex's Cold Brother : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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21. A cruel discrimination!

ELOISE "Are you hurt?" His deep baritone rolled again instead of answering my question.“I…” I blinked, my senses started kicking in. My eyes looked past him toward the street, where the car had finally skidded to a halt. My heart shuddered, recalling the scene just a moment earlier. “I-I'm fine.” I managed to choke out, trying to free myself from his firm grip. My eyes darted her way. Seeing her fine and in her parents' arms relaxed me.Once the tension eased, my body trembled, and Mr. Argos steadied me again.“Are you sure?” His brows arched, questioning my previous answer. I forced out a breathless chuckle. “Yeah… I’m just glad she’s okay.”"Oh God, thank you! Thank you so much!" the woman cried, her voice cracking as they rushed toward us.The father's hand reached out to shake my hand, though he stopped short when he caught sight of the man standing behind me."Are you okay? Please, let me take you to the hospital!" the car driver stammered, his eyes darting from Abraham to

22. Leo's request...

ELOISE The inside of the Maybach was alarmingly quiet. I pressed Abraham’s silk handkerchief against my face, the scent of sandalwood and cold rain acting as a sharp contrast to the metallic tang of my own fear. Suddenly , his phone rang, breaking the nerve wrecking silence. He pulled out his phone from his pocket, his expression shifted from stony indifference to something almost human. Who called? I wondered. "Hey, buddy," he said, his voice dropped lower. "Dad! Are you there? Turn on the camera!" Leo's voice erupted through the speakers, breathless and high-pitched with pure, unadulterated energy. Ah, so it's his son. Instinctively, I tried to shrink into the leather upholstery, but at that moment I felt that the car was too small to hide in. "I'm here, Leo. Keep your voice down, I'm in the car," Abraham countered, though there was no real bite in his tone. "Is new mommy there? Did you ask her? " Leo’s face suddenly popped onto the screen—a miniature version

23. Did he just... Smirk!?

ELOISE "Mr. Argos!" Selene’s voice changed instantly, dropping into that sweet, breathy tone she reserved for men she wanted things from. "What a pleasant surprise. You're here as well?" I peered through a slight gap in the curtain. Selene was standing there, flanked by two other socialites who were busy eyeing Abraham like he was a prize on a pedestal. She was playing the "meek and sweet" card, tilting her head and looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Mr. Argos," Selene continued, stepping closer to him, ignoring the fact that he was staring at his phone. "About this morning... I hope there’s no hard feelings, right? Family sticks together, after all." Abraham finally looked up. His gaze was the same: annoyed and indifferent. “Damien’s choices are his own, Miss Ricardo. I’m simply here on business." "Of course," she chirped, her smile faltered just a fraction. "Is Eloise here as well?" She looked around and instinctively I dropped the curtain more. "Elois

24. The banquet...

ELOISE The rest of the day passed without further drama. Although people had their eyes on me, no one really dared to bother me.Besides, my desk was moved. It was beside Assistant Marcus, right before the chairman's room, which was honestly quite peaceful…At exactly five-thirty. The door of the president's room swung open and Abraham Argos stepped out of the room. His mighty presence immediately sucked the air from the hallway. “It’s time,” he said, gazing at me. I was confused at first but recalled the banquet and hurriedly stood up.I changed into the midnight-blue gown he had practically commanded me to wear and followed him.Once inside the Maybach, the scent of expensive leather and Abraham's woody cologne wrapped around me.I tried to take deep breaths a few times, but something in me remained unsettled…"You're going to tear the silk if you keep doing that," Abraham's sudden voice startled me. My eyes snapped down and I realized my fingers were firmly clenched on the fabr

25. The Banquet-II

ELOISE The words hit me like a physical blow. The room seemed to tilt. Clearly, she had hit on my greatest weakness. I opened my mouth to defend myself, but the words felt like broken glass in my throat. Selene stood there, a smug, triumphant glint in her eyes, waiting for me to crumble. She wanted the room to see me as the heartless social climber who was careless about her son. I didn't give her the satisfaction, though. Instead, I let the icy calm settle over me. Slowly, I took a deliberate sip of my champagne, and my lips twitched distastefully. “It’s interesting you bring up ‘incompetence,’ Miss Ricardo,” I said, my voice enough to catch the ears of the surrounding people. “What about you? Where'd you live for five years, leaving your whole family and fiancé behind?” “You've come back after five years to claim a life I built from scratch. Who do you think is the real desperate one?” Selene’s smirk faltered; her eyes blazed. If looks could kill, I would have

26. We look good together

ABRAHAM I took a sip of my coffee while my eyes were on the tablet before me. The photos were meticulously taken, leaving no room for doubt… The night in the hotel's parking area, in front of the county clerk's office, and of course, last night's banquet. "Someone was quite serious," I muttered, somewhat amused by whoever did this, though I have a hunch about that person. “We look quite good together.” I muttered in satisfaction. "Ahem," a throat-clearing sound distracted me. My gaze shifted to the man standing on the other side of the desk. “What? Do you not agree?” I arched a brow, challenging him to say a word against it. Marcus's neck lowered more. "I dare not, sir. Miss Ricardo has always been a perfect match for you.” Then, he slowly looked up. "However, it's about the comments. The netizens are enraged... specifically, at the matter of the child.” My brows furrowed with sheer displeasure. "Hmm, that's an issue.” I gazed at the screen again. The hea

27. You're Dead

ELOISE I stared at the defamation lawsuit on my screen until the words blurred into a mess of gray lines. The world around me was spinning too fast for me to catch my breath.For a moment, I was numb. I didn't know what to do until I received a call from Rox. The only person who had never given up on me. "Eloise? God, I just saw the headlines. Are you okay?" Her worried voice rang in my ear, but it didn't soothe me. "I…" I swallowed hard, my eyes still on the screen. "He's trying to bury me alive," I choked out. "Even my parents joined him… Dad just sent me a severance contract.”“What the f**k!” She cursed out. “Where are you now?” “In office… Because of me, Mr. Argos was also dragged into it.” A soft sigh escaped me. “When I left him and got this job, I thought life was going to change for the better… I was wrong.”“I don't even know how to face Mr. Argos at this point, nor do I have any idea if I'll have this job anymore.”“Listen to me,” Roxanne's tone snapped into that prote

28. Marriage Proposal

ABRAHAM I watched Eloise leaving through the surveillance. "Too stubborn," I muttered at her retreating figure. She had always been like this since I've known her: stubborn and persistent, too innocent for this world. Therefore, I had to make an excuse for her to leave the office. I gazed at the empty desk through the screen. She looked too pale just now; she was crying if I'm not wrong. Is it because of the severance notice, a defamation suit, or did something else happen? A quiet sigh left me. “Just a few more days, Eloise.” I left the office as well and went to the parking garage. I'll just finish the remaining work from home.As I rounded the corner toward the executive bay, a figure caught my attention. I paused and turned in that direction. Eloise? My brows furrowed. Why is she standing there like that? I stepped forward, and what I saw froze me mid-step.The car's window was broken, and the entire car was filled with names and death threats.My calm shattered in no tim

29. The only choice

ELOISE I stared at the man before me in a daze. My pulse was hammering against my throat so hard I was certain he could hear it."A… marriage?" I finally choked out, the words felt like sand in my mouth. Is this the right time to joke around, or did he take me for a fool? However, he didn't show any sign of joking. Instead, his eyes sharpened with a cold glint."Damien treated you like a possession he could neglect because he never understood your value," he said, his voice a deep, resonant hum, vibrating through the silence."I am not looking for a doll, Eloise. I am offering you a partnership that makes you untouchable. A seat at a table where the people currently trying to destroy you wouldn't even be allowed to serve the drinks.""It’s too much," I whispered, shaking my head. "It’s insane!” "It's the only choice you have." He countered, his expression long shifted back to that unreadable, professional mask. “Choice?” I couldn't help the bitter laugh that tore through me. “Whe

30. I want more than just a name...

ELOISEThe world tilted beneath my feet. For a moment, my vision blurred. Abraham was right. They didn't just find my car; they went to great lengths to get to my apartment.As if it wasn't enough, a sudden, loud, violent crash echoed from the upper hallway, followed by a high-pitched scream that tore through the huge mansion."Leo!" Abraham gasped. We ran upstairs. I took the stairs two at a time, my lungs were burning. When we reached his room, the door was ajar, and inside, the scene was complete chaos.A heavy porcelain lamp lay shattered on the floor, and the room was filled with the terrified, sobbing gasps of a child who had lost his grip on reality. Leo was thrashing against the pillow violently. Two maids were hovering near the bed, their hands stretched as if trying to catch a falling bird, but they were afraid to touch him. "He won't let us near him, Chairman," one of the maids whispered, her voice trembling. "He’s screaming about the shadows."I didn't think anythi

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