All Chapters of My Beloved The CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"Oh, my aren't you a perfect, sweet peach? You look absolutely stunning!" "Thank you, Leslie" Robin shyly expressed gratitude for the compliment. The man had been called in by Robin for advice on what to wear, somehow the conversation ended up with him being invited over by her. She knew that the charity event was a big deal and did not want to leave room for any error and who better to call than the best fashion-forward person she knew? "But don’t you think it’s a bit too much?" She questioned holding a piece of the dress to view herself better. "Nonsense. You look absolutely breathtaking and that pastel pink is such a beautiful colour on you. Compliments your golden brown skin tone!" "Alright, I trust you" "Of course you do. Now let's get you in your shoes" Helping her into the pink, chunky heels and tied the ballerina laces around her calf. Standing up she viewed her reflection in the mirror and was completely stunned by the view. She hardly recognised herself. "Wow" "You

Dawn broke and Robin was abruptly woken by the blaring sound of incoming texts. Reaching for her phone she opened it only to be spammed by a plethora of messages. Swiping down she rolled her eyes after realizing they were all messages from her family demanding they have a family meeting and have a talk. She knew far too well it was going to be about the same thing like they usually were. They would praise Marcey for practically doing nothing except being alive. They would shower her with gifts only to move on to Robin and berate her about how shameful she is for trying to outshine her sister and seeking their undeserved approval. And they would go on and on about how grateful she should be that she was not aborted even though she was an unplanned and unwanted baby. They would repeatedly say those exact words and she would always feel terrible. To make matters worse they had the audacity to ask her for money after insulting her though her sister never had to do such things. The me

Time passed with the three adults sitting in silence. Robin never felt more awkward and out of place than she did now. It was even worse than when she first moved in with Ethan, far worse. Breaking the silence by clearing his throat Victor incited a conversation."Uhm, so. How have you been?"He repeated the question and again Robin gave a one-word answer."Great"Again silence settled between them but not for long as he again asked her a question."How has work been?""Just fine""And have you solved that firewall thing you had an issue with last""It was a software protocol and yes I have""Right, that's fantastic""Mm""…Look about what happened at your work I was hoping you could keep it a secret from Marcey?"Was this guy serious? He is asking me for a favour after all that he has done, after all, he has put me through?Not wanting to cause unnecessary drama and get involved in their lives any more than needed Robin sighed but agreed to his plea."I won't"His worry seemed to hav

Upon his arrival at the mansion, he was greeted by Alec who swiftly took Ethan's suit jacket for him whilst simultaneously handing him an iPad. "All the data you requested has been placed in a file for you sir" The bodyguard informed his employer. Nodding in thanks he left for his study. Entering the room he undid his tie and sat in his leather chair. Opening the tablet to read the aforementioned file he began analysing the contents. In it held the text history of Robin and all e-mails she received from the past three months since she had begun living with him. Reading her history he began growing angrier with each passage he read. It seemed that her family has been constantly harassing her, demanding she gives them money and buys them things. They did not even have the decency to ask they blatantly demanded as though she had no choice but to adhere to their requests. Ethan felt sick at the thought of Robin having must deal with their years of abuse. He could imagine how scared and

Walking into the office with a solemn look Robin made her way to her desk where she crashed down on her office chair. Discarding her bag on the floor she ran her hands up her face and into her hair where they remained, pulling her hair back. She thought back to the unknown number and what the text sent to her read. There were only four words the sender had written and they were enough to leave her in an unsettling mood. A cold sweat ran down her temple in fright. She did not know for certain who it could have been to send her such an eerie message and wanted to forget it labelling it as an empty threat or one of her family's gimmicks to try and force her into giving them money but quickly ruled out the possibility as they would not come up to her with such an approach. Reaching for her bag she pulled out her cellular device opening the message she again read the sentence. I know your secret. What secret could they possibly mean? She had never done anything that might get her into tro