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Mr.Wrong Chapter-59
Casey P.O.V As Owen stepped out of the ring, his chest heaving, exhaustion flickered across his face. The bruise on his jaw was already turning a vivid shade of purple, and I felt a surge of emotions rising within me. Relief that all his body parts are still intact. Anger at his recklessness for getting distracted during the fight. I got it. It was something he used to do to survive, and maybe it gave him some sense of control or release, but seeing him hurt, was a different story for me. Before I could voice my thoughts, Lauren bounded over, practically buzzing with excitement. "Wasn’t that amazing?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with pride. "You nailed it, brother!" "Amazing is not the word I would use," I muttered, crossing my arms. My eyes stayed on Owen as he collected his winnings from the announcer, pausing occasionally to shake hands with the people congratulating him. As the crowd began to thin, he finally made his way over to us. “Hey,” he greeted, his voice hoarse, no d
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Casey P.O.VMy eyes fluttered open, and immediately, a sharp, splitting pain shot through my head. I groaned, slumping back onto the pillow as I clutched my temples, trying to will the headache away. My body protested every small movement, reminding me that drinking beyond my limits had been a grave mistake. A cold sensation grazed my skin, making me glance down at my hand.My eyes grew wide in shock.A ring. A massive diamond encrusted ring sat on my finger, glinting mockingly under the morning light. My groggy brain jolted to life, and the pounding in my head was momentarily forgotten.What. The. Hell.Where did this ring come from and why is it on my ring finger?I blinked hard, willing myself to remember how this ring had ended up on my hand. My mind was blank, my memories scattered like puzzle pieces I could not fit together. I knew I had left my engagement ring back in the hotel safe before going out with others to that club,last night, so where had this come from?Panicking, I
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Casey P.O.VThe air inside the bridal shop smelled faintly of lavender and vanilla, a stark contrast to the chaos in my mind. Lauren was in front of a floor length mirror, swishing back and forth in an ivory gown that glimmered faintly under the boutique's lights. Zazu was helping her to put on the veil .The veil cascaded in delicate waves, pure white and nearly translucent, reaching gracefully down to the floor. Its edges were adorned with intricate lace, soft floral patterns curling like whispers of elegance. When the light hit it , it shimmered faintly, as if dusted with stardust, adding an ethereal glow. It framed Lauren’s face gently, creating an aura of serene beauty and timeless grace.I stood at the edge of the room, sipping on complimentary champagne, trying to avoid Owen’s gaze as he rifled through some paperwork at the front desk. I still had not figured out how we ended up with a marriage certificate tucked in his wallet and worse, why he was so nonchalant about it.The ni
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Casey P.O.V The dressing room was alive with a kind of excited chaos. Light poured in through tall windows draped with sheer white curtains, illuminating the room’s pale blue walls and vintage furniture. The scent of fresh roses and peonies filled the air, mingling with the subtle hint of Lauren’s perfume. Lauren sat on an upholstered chair in the center of the room, her reflection in the ornate mirror showing her transformation into a bride. Her dress was an exquisite ball gown, its ivory silk shimmering softly under the light. The bodice was fitted with delicate lace detailing, the off-shoulder neckline emphasizing her graceful collarbones. A satin sash, accented with pearls, cinched her waist, flowing seamlessly into a full skirt that cascaded to the floor. Her veil, trimmed with lace, was carefully pinned into her elegantly styled hair in soft waves gathered into a low bun. Lauren’s makeup was flawless, a soft and romantic look that brought out her natural beauty. Her cheeks ha
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Owen P.O.V The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains of the hotel room, casting a warm glow across the plush interiors. I was sipping my coffee, letting the caffeine clear the remnants of last night’s wedding celebrations. Casey was seated by the window, scrolling through her tablet. The room was quiet, save for the occasional clink of her spoon against her mug. She had been reading something on her tablet for the last half an hour. My phone buzzed sharply on the bedside table, breaking the peaceful silence. Glancing at the screen, I saw Barbara’s name flashing. A part of me hesitated.Lauren’s wedding had been perfect, and I was not ready to dive back into work. Still, I picked up the call. “Barbara,” I greeted, leaning back in my chair. “What’s up?” Her voice was tense, clipped. “Owen, I hate to interrupt your trip, but we have a problem. A serious one.” I straightened, every muscle in my body tensing. “What kind of problem?” “It is Daniel,” she began. That name alone
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Owen P.O.VThe air in the conference room was tense. I stood at the head of the table, They shuffled papers, exchanged quick glances, and adjusted their devices, but no one dared to break the silence.Casey sat beside me, tablet in hand, already immersed in the task at hand. Barbara, my right hand in the business, stood across from me, her usually composed demeanor showing signs of stress. "Owen," she started, handing over another folder filled with the latest updates. "This is the latest update from this morning. I wish I had better news.This is everything we have managed to pull together since this morning." I opened the folder, skimming through the pages filled with detailed reports on lost contracts, supplier defections and their words of switching sides, and murmurs of investor dissatisfaction with the instability of my company which I did not know I have until I was looking at the folder.Each line felt like a punch to the gut because I knew none of this what they claimed is tru
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Owen P.O.V The air buzzed with anticipation as guests began to arrive at The Paramount, an opulent jewel in the heart of Los Angeles. Tonight, the grand ballroom had been transformed into an immersive showcase of luxury and sustainability. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of the city skyline, while elegant floral arrangements ,sourced from local sustainable farms adorned every table, filling the space with a fresh, earthy aroma. Crystal chandeliers cast a soft, golden glow, illuminating the sleek, modern decor. Each table was set with precision: fine china, engraved silverware, and linen napkins folded into crisp shapes. The centerpiece was a live cooking station helmed by a world-renowned guest chef, unveiling dishes crafted from organic, farm-to-table ingredients that aligned with the hotel’s new sustainable dining concept. I adjusted the cufflinks on my tailored navy blue suit, feeling the weight of the evening settle on my shoulders. Every detail had been metic
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