All Chapters of Owned By my father's Enemy : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"The meeting has been dismissed."Ronan's voice was calm and firm as he gathered the documents in front of him before standing up from his seat. The board members exchanged glances before slowly rising from their chairs and leaving the conference room one after the other, the sound of footsteps gradually fading until the room became silent again.Ronan loosened his tie slightly and walked out.As he passed through the hallway, his eyes drifted toward Adaline's office. His steps slowed almost immediately.The room was empty. Still. Quiet. Yet memories flooded his mind so suddenly that he found himself staring longer than he intended.The first day she stepped into the office, nervous and quiet.The way she always avoided his gaze whenever he spoke too harshly to her.The way she sat at the desk late at night, struggling to stay awake while finishing work.The way she looked at him now.A faint smile appeared on his lips before he quickly composed himself and continued walking.He pushe

Chapter 83 “This isn’t true,” Adaline blurted out immediately, her voice shaking violently as she stared at the document in her hands. “I know what I saw. My mother’s name was there. It was this same hospital. No, no, no...” Her breathing became uneven as she flipped through the papers again, her trembling fingers almost crumpling the edges in desperation as though the harder she looked, the more the truth would suddenly rearrange itself into something that made sense. Mrs Margareta watched her quietly before speaking in a calm voice. “Adaline, this is exactly what was inside that safe. These are Mrs Frost’s medical records. If you are saying someone showed you your mother’s records, then maybe you should ask him where he got them from.” Adaline shook her head repeatedly. “How is it the same hospital then? How? Tell me how that makes sense.” “I do not know,” Mrs Margareta replied honestly. “I am only telling you that what you saw inside the safe is what you are holding ri

Chapter 85“Now you need my help,” Camilla said with amusement evident in her voice as she leaned back comfortably against the chair, clearly enjoying the sudden shift in circumstances.Tyler sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead slowly. He already had enough problems to deal with and the last thing he needed was another complication in the form of Camilla and whatever twisted scheme she was planning.“You want Adaline out of the way so you can have Ronan all to yourself, right?” Tyler asked calmly.“Obviously,” Camilla replied without hesitation. “But I do not need your help anymore. I already found a way to get rid of her.”Tyler’s expression darkened immediately.“Wait,” he said slowly. “Get rid of her?”His voice lowered dangerously.“You want to kill her?”Camilla paused for the briefest second before scoffing lightly.“I never said that,” she corrected quickly, careful with her words because she had no intention of exposing her plans yet, especially not to Tyler.Tyler narrowed

“Good morning, Ronan,” Mrs Margareta greeted warmly as Ronan descended the stairs.“Good morning, Mrs Margareta. How are you doing?” Ronan replied cheerfully.Mrs Margareta paused for a second, noticing the smile on his face. It was not the forced polite smile he usually wore around people. This one looked genuine, lighter, almost boyish.“I’m fine, thank you,” she answered slowly. “You know, I cannot remember the last time you actually asked me how I was doing.”Ronan simply smiled without replying. The truth was that his mood had changed completely since last night, and for the first time in years, the heaviness in his chest felt lighter.“Is breakfast ready? I’m going to eat in my room.”Mrs Margareta raised an eyebrow immediately.“In your room? Why?”“Nothing,” Ronan answered casually. “I just want to eat there today. And can you make it double?”Mrs Margareta stared at him for a second before realization slowly crossed her face. The corner of her lips lifted into an amused smile

The evening air was warm and heavy with the scent of night-blooming jasmine as Ronan guided Adaline through the quiet back doors of the restaurant. The ambient noise of the kitchen and dining room faded behind them, replaced by the gentle rustle of leaves."Where are we going?" she asked, her voice filled with curious anticipation as she tried to peek around his broad shoulders."You'll see," he replied, a low, smooth cadence in his voice that made her pulse quicken. He kept a steady, reassuring hand at the small of her back."That's not an answer."Ronan chuckled, the sound deep and rich in his chest, but he refused to give anything away.The moment they stepped fully out onto the terrace, Adaline stopped in her tracks. Her breath caught in her throat. The swimming pool before them glowed with an ethereal blue light beneath dozens of tiny, warm fairy lights strung meticulously around the surrounding trees. Candles flickered in glass hurricane lamps along the stone pathway, their gold