All Chapters of Contract Marriage: A Billionaire For A Rebound: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

As dusk fell, the gates of the Kenton family that had been closed for many years slowly opened, welcoming all the guests. All of the guests must undergo metaltesting before entering the door. Except for the gold and silver jewelry were worn by the ladies,any dangerous products were not allowed to be brought inside. The manor gradually became lively. Theluxury cars entering the gates came one after another like they were in a car show. A Kenton family's celebration wasconsidered to be one of the biggest events in the top circle. So the media had been longing to write and broadcast about it. But the Kenton family's type of celebrations had always been low-key, unlike other elites, making the party prohibited to be publicized. "Happy birthday, Mr. Kenton!" Gary greeted the old man with a smile on his face. He offered him a handshake which Edda accepted. Then he looked at Emily "Good evening, Mrs. Kenton. You look stunning," hep raised her. Emily chuckled. "Thank you."Beside Gary

Miranda had already finished preparingBrian's new attire when she heard a knock on the door. "Coming!" she announced. She laid the bowtie she was holding on the bed before walking toward the door. A maid appeared in front of her when sheopened the door. Her eyes wandered down the tray that the lady was holding. The maid gave her a curt nod. "Ms. Miranda, I just came to send this ginger tea that Mrs. Kenton asked for Brian," she politely said. Miranda raised both of her eyebrows andsmiled. "Thank you. Come in. I'll let Briandrink it right after he finishes taking ashower." She opened the door widely to let the maid in. The maid laid the tray on the bedside table. Then she faced Miranda before she bowed respectfully to her and then left. When the maid had left, Miranda walked to the bathroom's doorstep and knocked on the door "Isaiah, have you all washed up?" she asked. "Almost done" Isaiah responded. "Oh. Okay," Miranda said. After a while, Isaiah came out carryingBrian

He.. spoke In an instant, everyone present wasstunned. Danielle's face was full of surprise, andDante, who was still shouting just now,suddenly fell silent as if his throat had been strangled. This brat! How could he say that I'm notworthy?!" he furiously exclaimed. Even Gary couldn't believe his ears whenBrian spoke. 'How is this possible?!' Due to the current turn of events, thethe long-been rumor about Brian being autistic was then proven wrong. "He's so adorable!" Someone in the crowdexclaimed, breaking the silence in the hallIt also ignited other responses from thecrowd"God! This five-year-old kid is so charming! Not just young, but he seems so domineering!" ....... Brian, who had just finished speaking,didn't even bother glancing at Dante, whowas giving him a menacing look. Instead, he held Miranda's hand and calmly passed through the enthusiastic crowd. Still, it went without saying that hisdeparture had left a solid and potent aura in the hearts of the gu

Reilly has already suffered enough frombullying since his childhood. Who on earth bullied this pitiful young man to that extent? Miranda was busy purging the war on her mind when she heard a set of footsteps drawing near. She immediately wiped off her gloomy expression and smiled at Reilly, looking cozy after a bath. She pulled him down and had him sitbeside her. Looking at him sternly, Miranda held his hand within her palms and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter? Who made you walk in the rain?" "No, it's nothing," Reilly headstronglydenied her assumptions. "I just took advantage of the holiday andvisited the city. I didn't tell you because I don't want to trouble you. I'm sorry if I made you won't he lied.” Reilly thought he could pass it like that, but in the few years that they have spent together, Miranda could tell at a glance whether he was lying or not. “Did something happen at home?" shecalmly probed. Reilly suddenly fell silent. His eyebrowstwitched while his free

Thus, she believed that if she stoppedwanting anything. she wouldn't lose anything. The road was shrouded in a thin fog, andMiranda could vaguely see the silhouette of someone leaning against a car ahead of her. She then saw a familiar black Maybach and a familiar tall man figure under the burning sunset the figure emerged from the fog like a ray of dazzling sunshine that illuminated her world. “Isaiah...?” “is it over ?” The man asked. Isaiah hadbeen standing there for quite some time. A pile of cigarette buts lay beside his feet and his body smelled faintly of tobacco. Miranda stood there dumbfounded: thetoughness she pretended to have vanished the moment she saw Isaiah. She felt weak but she was determined notto lose the person in front of her. He was the one She could rely on. “Well, it's already taken care of!" Miranda tried her hardest to maintain a normal tone. "Didn't I tell you that I would go look for you when I returned? Why did you come here? It's such a long wa