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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 108 BACK TO FATHER
The CEO..As I stepped into Twinkle Company, a surge of happiness lifted my spirits, making me almost immune to the gravity of Tracy's words when she called earlier. She had mentioned needing to discuss something important, but in my buoyant mood, her message seemed to barely register.Her P.A. walked up to me. Thankfully, she wasn't wearing her usual weird red lipstick today."It's Phoebe," she smiled. "Tracy is waiting for you. Please follow me."Phoebe led me to the rooftop, where Tracy was waiting.Tracy sat there on the rooftop, wearing that particular shade of red lipstick I couldn't stand. Its bold hue contrasted sharply with the serene skyline behind her, making her look both striking and somewhat out of place. I rolled my eyes, settling into the chair opposite her, already feeling the weight of an impending lengthy conversation. Her expression was serious, her posture tense, signaling that whatever she had to say was going to demand my full attention.Tracy's eyes softened
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 109 ACEEPTANCE
The toy..I opened the door and found Eliana standing outside. Her shoulders slumped slightly, and she kept glancing around, her eyes a mix of unfocused and darting, as if searching for something she couldn't find.“Hi,” I greeted her, waving her in.“Hey girl, how are you?” She responded with a faint smile.“I’m good. What about you?” I asked, noting the way her hands fiddled with the strap of her bag.“Fine, I guess. Just the usual day-to-day work,” she replied, shrugging a little too casually.“I have something I want to let you know,” I said, locking eyes with her. My fingers tapped lightly against my leg, and I felt tightness in my chest. “Have a seat first.” I gestured to the sofa and then made my way to the fridge. As I grabbed a bottle of juice and a pack of cookies, I tried to steady my breathing, my hands moving a bit too quickly.“Here you go,” I offered, handing them to her before sitting down beside her.Eliana’s eyes sparkled as she took a bite of the cookies, for th
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 110 The toy
The toy..It’s been a week and no one has heard from Damon. I had sent messages, and they didn’t even turn double, let alone blue. I got up from the bed and entered the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and had my bath. Opening the closet, I pulled out a black body-fitting skirt and a white dress shirt. After putting them on, I applied my makeup and brushed my hair. Although it wasn’t time for me to resume work yet, I just had to go. I needed something to distract me. I just couldn’t lie here and do nothing. My thoughts would eat my brains out. My mind had been replaying the day of the accident when Aria died, and whenever it did, some chills went down my spine. And it felt like someone was watching me.Locking the door of my apartment, I decided to book a cab. I had no strength to drive. The cab arrived in five minutes, and it took me to work.Stepping out of the car, I headed to my office. I got a lot of stares—some like they had just met a ghost, some like they were looking at a lo
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 111 The toy
The toy..My eyes widened, my expression twisted as my nose wrinkled and my lips curled—disgust proudly and boldly etched on my face. It was clear that my reaction spoke volumes about how I felt. It took every ounce of self-control not to lash out with a sharp slap.Mr. Brian leaned in, a smug smirk playing on his lips. "From what I've heard, he never took you seriously to begin with. You've even got a nickname—one that's pretty well-known. It'd be disrespectful to say it to your face, so I won't."I rolled my eyes, feeling a surge of frustration. It was disrespectful enough for him to think he could date me as if I were some gold digger who'd be impressed by his money. The audacity of him mentioning his billion-dollar company, as though that would sway me, was utterly ridiculous.I felt a strong urge to push back against this degradation; Aria would have never stood for it, and I couldn't either. Sitting back and taking his arrogance silently would have been a betrayal to her memor
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 112 The toy
The toy..With boredom eating at my soul, Jessie out planning an event, and Eliana busy with her store, I felt so useless. Life felt meaningless. After my morning routine, I crashed back on the bed. I picked up my phone and checked the message; it still hadn’t doubled. I sighed and tossed the phone back on the bed. My eyes fell on both diaries on my dresser. Although mine was smaller, it always felt heavier in my hands. The more I knew about myself, the more I became weak and acted like Ariel in the dairy. But with nothing to do, I picked up Aria’s diary—that was the only thing I had left of her. A thought slipped into my mind—should I go back to Warwick? I dismissed the thought. I am bored, but not that bored. ..Guess I was that bored because I found myself driving through the roads of Warwick. I kept weaving through the town till I stopped at the front of my house. I parked the car and stepped out.Opening the door, the musty smell had thickened and the cobwebs had increased.
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 113 Ariel death
The toy..“Breathe in and out, calm down,” Jessie said. “What did you say?” She questioned, arching her brows.I did exactly as I was told—inhaling and exhaling. “I think someone killed Aria.” I picked up the paper and handed it over to her.Jessie was on her way to work when I called her to come over. My tone and speech were so urgent she couldn’t refuse. Jessie took the paper, paper, and her eyes widened as she read through it. “This looks serious,” she remarked, squeezing her thumb beneath the other fingers. She leaned back on the sofa in the sitting room. “Do you remember the night you had the accident?”“Like yesterday,” I responded. Every time I shut my eyes, I relived the incident. Yesterday, after seeing the paper, it was vivid. “And for Aria to print the chat out, it must have been very serious.” I paced around the center table.“So what do we do now?” For the first time, the great strategist Jessie didn’t know what to do.I stopped and faced her, throwing my hands casual
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 114 LUCY
Lucy..I stood before the mirror, taking in the weary sight reflected back at me. My dark eyes, shadowed and listless, and my skin, dull and dry—all underscore the struggles I’d been facing. There was no way I could present myself to the world looking like this; the signs of my inner trials were written all over my face.With a sigh, I pulled open a panel of my dressing mirror, revealing the neatly arranged array of luxurious makeup and skincare products. Each item cost at least a small fortune, a testament to my relentless pursuit of perfection to my appearance. I selected them with care, meticulously applying each product to my face and skin. As I layered on foundation, concealer, and creams, I hoped to mask the fatigue and stress etched into my facial features, transforming the tired visage into something polished and presentable.After spending a little more than an hour perfecting my look, I examined the result in the mirror. "That's more like it," I muttered, trying out diff
Last Updated : 2024-08-04THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 115 BACK TO BINKY
The CEO..“What was the meaning of that message?” My voice darkened as I inched closer.Binky dashed down the stairs and pulled me into a hug. Her warmth seeped into me, casting the coldness that had been devouring my soul since.“So if I didn’t type that, you wouldn’t have returned?” Her voice soaked in concern. “Everyone has been worried about you.” Her voice softened.How do I miss her voice, her presence?If I hadn’t seen the text message, I wouldn’t have come back. I’m not healed yet. I don’t even know if I could ever get over it. I shook my thoughts—let me just focus on my Binky for tonight. A weak smile formed on my lips. “Everyone?” I questioned. I raised her face by the chin, her eyes locking with mine. “Who is the everyone?”Binky responded with a soft smile. “Fine, I have been worried about you.” A soft frown formed on her face as she crossed her arm. “Now tell me, young man, where did you go? You just vanished—no picking up calls, no replying to texts. Who did you leave
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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 151 Epilogue (Lucy & Aria)
Lucy pov ...Amidst the lush greenery, the breeze sung a calm song to me. I sat on the bench watching other patients. They were all crazy. I scoffed and skimmed my hands on my patient outfit. I turned and faced Logan, who arrived a few seconds later. “It’s been ages.” Logan smiled. “I wanted to get red roses, but you said you love yellow flowers." He handed me a bouquet of yellow roses.I smiled and accepted it. “How’s your sister?” I faced him. “Tell me you have stopped smoking.”It’s been a long time since I had a conversation with the outside world. I had no family and no friends ever came to visit. It was nice to see him.Logan chuckled. “I have stopped smoking.” His green eyes gleamed beneath the yellow hues of the sun. “And for my sister.” He paused and clenched the edge of the wooden seat. “She didn’t make it.” His voice softened.“I am so sorry.” My chest tightened. I knew how much he loved his sister.“But I opened a bar.” A wide smile formed across his lips. “When you g
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 150
Lucy ..(This chapter contains violence that might disturb viewers. Viewers' discretion is advised.)The news had already spread like wildfire. Damon hadn’t said anything, nor have I; people could only wonder what happened that led to us canceling our wedding a day before. My friend had asked, and I told them that I ended it after discovering Damon wanted to absorb my company just like his father did to other companies.Leaning back on my office chair, I sighed. I was this close to having him. I jolted up as the door opened. “There’s a meeting with the board of directors,” Tina announced. “Now?” I raised a brow. “Why?” She adjusted her glasses. “Yes, Ma’am. I really don’t know. But all the members are around.” I sprang to my feet. The clicks of my heels echoed. My heart pounded. How come I wasn’t aware of the meeting? Sweat swathed across my palm.Opening the door, my eyes fell on the seven members—they were all here. It was hard for them to gather together, except something v
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 149 Not a Toy
The toy ..I dragged the last luggage down the stairs and placed it at the door. I was tired of being his toy. I was stupid to think that we would end up together. I had enough savings to start up my life. I need to run away from Manhattan, from New York. I need to move far away, to another place.I glanced around the apartment; so many beautiful and ugly memories; both of them haunted me.Opening the door, I gasped as my eyes fell on Damon. I held the tears that welled in my eyes. My heart twisted yet fluttered. Pain and relief fought to dominate my chest—neither won.His eyes fell on my luggage, and he frowned. “Where are you going?” What is he going to say to me? No, stay here and watch me get married to another woman. I rolled my wet eyes. “I’m leaving Damon.” I tried to bolster my voice, to show resolve.He inched closer and shut the door behind him. His beautiful amber eyes burned into mine. The eyes I had loved so much, that had caused me so much pain. Now one of my babies
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 148 Taste of freedom
The CEO..I climbed the stairs, each step feeling as heavy as the weight pressing down on my heart. Pearl had handed over the remaining 10 percent of the company shares to me, knowing that once the engagement and merger were finalized, the Wesley Corporation would likely dissolve Beckham Construction. The certificate was cold in my hands, but it felt meaningless now.As I passed by Lucy's room, the sound of her soft chuckle drifted out, followed by her mother's voice. I glared at the door. The thought of me spending the rest of my life with her was mentally gnawing. I was doing this for the child; once the child is enough, I'll get a divorce and just focus on my child. The memories of my childhood after my mother flooded in—just me and my father. "Damon isn’t around, right?" Mrs. Beckham asked. "Are you sure he is?"I was about to walk away, but the question glued my feet to the floor and, like a magnet, pulled my ears to the door."He isn't," Lucy replied, a note of excitement bub
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 147 A Test
The toy ..Tears streamed down my face, warm and bitter as they traced the curves of my cheeks. The room around me was silent like it was holding its breath, waiting for me to break.And I did.I muffled my sobs, pressing the back of my hand against my mouth, trying to keep it together, even though no one was around to witness. My elbows dug into my thighs as I leaned forward, staring at the two red lines on the pregnancy test. They glared back at me, mocking me. I shook my head, refusing to believe it. This couldn’t be real. What now? My mind raced, thoughts crashing into each other like waves against a rock. Damon’s wedding was just two days away. Two days. Even if I told him, what would change? I could hear Mr. Brian's voice in my head, loud and clear. Men know who they want to marry, and they keep the others around just for fun.I had brushed off those words when he first said them, but now they are repeated. in my mind, each repetition drilling pain into my heart—I should ha
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 146 Ceo
The CEO..The drive was perfect, the kind of perfect that only comes once in a long while. The wind whipped through my hair as the convertible glided down the winding road, the sun casting a golden glow over everything it touched. The expression on my father when I testified against him in court felt like an award—a medal.Opening the door to my house, my gaze fell on Mrs. Beckham and Lucy.Mrs. Beckham stood in the center of the room, her presence cold.My smile faded, “Mrs. Beckham,” I greeted her with a curt nod. Mrs. Beckham was the female version of my father, so I spoke, a knot formed in my stomach as her presence gnawed at me.She didn’t return my pleasantries. Instead, she placed a crisp white envelope on the burly wood table, her eyes boring into mine. “Open it,” she instructed, her tone strict and firm. I hesitated for a second before crossing the room.I hardened my gaze as I snatched up the envelope, the paper cool and smooth against my skin. I tore it open and pulled
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 145 2Nd Mother
(This chapter contains violence that might disturb viewers. Viewers' discretion is advised.) The CEO . . I had changed into another outfit as I sat on the bed in my room. I constantly rubbed my hands, although they were clean. I could still feel Zach’s blood on my hand. How could I lose control? How could I hurt him? I smacked my head with my hand, letting out a grunt. Tracy trudged in. She only kept thinner and paler. “How are you doing?” “How is Zach? Is he up?” My fingers fidgeted. “No.” She tossed a file to me. “That’s the rest of my company.” “Why are you giving me?” Tracy’s expression softened. “Damon, I can die any moment. I need to leave my company with someone competent.” A weak smile stretched her lip. “Now let go and take your freedom from your father.” She gripped my hand, a failed attempt to pull me up. My chest tightened; this heart of mine had experienced too much pain. Another gloominess lingered at the mention of her dying any moment. I was too
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 144 A BROTHER, A FRIEND
The CEO . .Lying on the bed, I felt the sheets beneath me, my eyes closed, yet my mind was restless, buzzing with haunting images I couldn’t escape. Binky's tears haunted me; her face burned into my thoughts. But it was my father’s smile that truly kept me awake—the coldness, the quiet satisfaction he always had when things went his way. My hand gripped the bedsheet, twisting it, hoping it could ease my pain— but nothing.I couldn’t shake the thought—if only I’d been better, if only I’d been stronger if only I could’ve been more than this... this puppet he so easily manipulated. But I wasn’t. I was nothing more than a piece on his board and moved around to suit his game. The bitterness of it tore me from the inside out, choking with helplessness. If only I could turn the tables and make him pay for all of it. I wasn’t that person—not powerful enough, not anything enough.Stumbling to the closet, I flung open a drawer, my heart racing as I reached for the revolver inside. The c
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 143 The toy
Toy..I sat in the large, imposing courtroom. The air thickened with tension, but Nope still hung over, hoping Justice could be served. The murmurs of spectators seized as the proceedings began, leaving the shuffle of the papers. My eyes fixed on Damon’s father, who stood in the defendant box. Occasionally, he would stare at me and flash a smile that aggravated me. His words still rang in my ears, the way he casually told me how I looked softer than Aria outside the courtroom. I clenched my fist, hoping he would rot in jail for eternity. Mr. Jackson stood at the defendant's box. His eyes constantly darted between me and Mr. Wesley. My chest was tight like I was carrying the weight of the world on my chest. The flutters in my stomach were so grave that I might have developed stomach cancer. I sighed, hoping Damon’s threat should have walked in. Damon had messaged Mr. Jackson once he confessed to Mr. Wesley. He would protect him as Mr. Wesley would be powerless and be behind bars.
