All Chapters of The Cursed Beauty and his Beast: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Third Person’s “What the hell are you trying to do, Ivy?” She rubbed her hand on her dress that wrinkled from the wrestling that happened. Her lips grinned when she noticed Angie’s torn blouse. She felt satisfied to see the outcome that for a second she forgot about the armed men that Ivy brought inside the mansion. “And why brought so many bodyguards?” She finally asked. “Well,” Ivy cocked her head to the side. Instructing them to start the SOP that she told them back from her place. “I heard that Henrick isn’t the next heir of the company so…I decided to personally confirm this fact. Is that true?” She said in a mocking tone. Silvia cursed under her breath. She didn’t know how on earth she knew about it so soon that didn’t give her a chance to think of any way to break it to her without making her feel any disappointment at the change of plan. “Look, Ivy-dear—“ Her foot stepped towards Ivy as she tried to speak her reason but Ivy’s palm made her halt from speaking. “

Irvin’s With their guns pointed at us, I remained on Henrick’s chest. I was too scared to even move from my current position. If I could, Ivy would be the first one I throw my punch at. She’s getting on my nerves and this? This is too much. For what? “Where’s my mom?” Henrick asked in a stern voice. I could feel the pounding of his heart but he pulled a brave face. How can he even do that? Ivy snickered. As if mocking Henrick for asking such a question. “Since Mrs. Wright did a great job to let you all in without chaos, your mom is well. She’s in the kitchen. Enjoying the company of some of my people.” She said casually. When she noticed that her answer satisfied Henrick she clasped her hands together. “Now, since everyone is here and…we have some additional players.” Her eyes glanced at Finn’s direction. “All I want you all to do is wait and do not do anything. As in a-ny-thing.” Her eyes glowered at us one by one. “If you do, you will die. If you hurt any of my people, I

Third Person’s It’s been a while since the tall dark man left the room and ever since he left, Silvia keeps on pulling her hand out of the knot. The tie around her wrist is tight but she’s itching to be free from it. Not to run away from the captivity but to beat Ivy. Even with the fact that she had kept the truth to her for a few hours, Silvia doesn’t like how Ivy treated her. First, one of her followers dragged her around, then, the gun pointing when she came in and worst of all the blackmailing that Ivy did just to make her text Henrick to come home out of nowhere. She released a sigh in defeat. She felt lethargic for forcing her body to move around just to loosen the tie. After minutes of persistence, she only gains numbness on her shoulder and scratches on her wrist but the tie is still intact. “You’re just hurting yourself, Mom.” Henrick finally speaks up without looking at her direction. The two of them were bound in the dining chair, facing each other. Henrick

She abruptly stopped from walking and glanced at Antonio who avoided his stare by lifting his head up. He's a few inches taller than Ivy. Just staring straight on his front Ivy wouldn’t be able to meet his eyes. “What?” There’s a mixture of irritation and curiosity in her voice. “Nothing.” “If you have something in mind, speak it up already and stop moaning there like a starving cow.” She nagged. They already left Max in the library. Ivy plans to intentionally separate the Evans the whole night. Just like what she did to the others captive. This will make it hard for them to form an ally against her. After all, she still needs to prepare something for the next day's event. As they walked through the hallway, Antonio kept on creating a sound while on he’s in a deep thought. Even though Ivy wanted to disregard him and hasten her pace so that she can sleep already, his whimpering is starting to get on her nerves. “I…just don’t understand.” He said, still taking off his sight

Finn’s Oh shit! I flinched in shock when I woke from the loud bang that almost tore my ear drum. I lifted my head to see what just happened. My lips opened slightly and my eyes squinted at the blinding light from the hallway. I turned my head to the side but I never left my vision to the silhouette of the man standing at the doorway. The guy who caused the noise. “Who are you?” I mumbled. My throat is already parched and I’m getting weak from missing dinner…and even lunch. Any minute now, I will end up dead from starvation. “It’s me, again.” That weird guy. “Oh.” Maybe it’s because it wasn’t Boone, but I felt somehow disappointed. He casually walked towards me. Only when he went to my back did I notice the group of men in suits walking back and forth in the hallway. I squinted my eyes more to see what they’re doing but my hunger makes it hard for me to see it clearly. “What’s happening?” “Nothing. We’re packing up so they are cleaning the mess that they made earlier.” He repl