All Chapters of CEO's Hidden Marriage: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

The Grand Empire Hall:-“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for joining us on this special night of the Businessman Of The Year Award. I, Ricky William, am your host for tonight. And on behalf of the organizers, I welcome you with all my heart.” Said the anchor, Ricky Williams, coming on the stage. His jolly tone made people give him a round of applause.As the applause subsided, Ricky Williams continued his speech, “Tonight, we gather here to celebrate the exceptional achievements of individuals who have demonstrated exemplary skills, innovation, and leadership in the business world. It is truly a remarkable occasion, and I want to extend my heartfelt congratulations to all the nominees and winners.”The hall erupted in another round of applause, and Kiara couldn’t help but join in, her earlier playful banter momentarily forgotten. She glanced at Viaan, who had also shifted his attention to the stage. His gaze was focused, his features composed as he listened intently to Ricky’s

The Grand Empire Hall:-Fixing his hard gaze on Viaan, the stranger's eyes bore into his target with unwavering determination. "Respected people," he began, his voice resonating with a mixture of hatred and anguish, "my name is Thomas Jones, and I stand here tonight to expose the truth about Viaan Adams, a man who hides behind his success while perpetrating heinous acts. The man who is sitting here pridefully is actually an abuser-a molester." His menacing tone made everyone gasp in the hall. He glared at Viaan and ground his teeth. His words hung in the air, piercing through the atmosphere with their gravity. Gasps filled the hall, each individual reeling from the shocking revelation. All eyes turned to Viaan, whose expression shifted from confidence to a mix of disbelief and anger. Mr. Murphy, too, wore a look of confusion mingled with annoyance as he sought clarification.“What? What do you mean? Say clearly? How can you preposterously claim something so unreputable about a presti

The Grand Empire Hall:-“Yes, the marriage license of Mr. Viaan Adams and my daughter.” Viaan closed his eyes and Kiara covered her mouth, seeing their dreadful moment coming alive. However, while the two couldn’t help but get shocked and tense, there was someone in the dim light of the hall, smirking at the success of his plan. Hunter picked up the glass of water in front of him and sipped it deliberately to hide the protruding smirk. He still needs to act shocked. Keeping his eyes on the table and getting benefitted from the dimmed light around his table, he let out a small smirk before pulling in a poker expression once again.Hunter kept the glass down and leaned on the back of the chair, crossing his hands on his chest. His dark eyes were fixated on the stage.Meanwhile, Alex, who was in shock like everybody else, was noticing his boss's expression. He frowned at the ease Hunter sat with. An obvious doubt bamboozled his mind. Clearing his throat, he leaned to Hunter's side and w

“Ladies and gentlemen, we are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused abruptly, but the event needs to be paused for some time. With some claims as big as this incident, it is now a question of not only Mr. Adams’s reputation but it is directly associated with the organization’s prestige, too. Hence, we need to check the authenticity of the documents produced before us. So, I would request and appreciate your patience for some time.”“It’s all finished, Leo!” Viaan murmured, leaving a defeated sigh. His shoulders slumped in defeat. His eyes dimmed at the possibility of not being able to counter the claims now. They had their eyes fixated on the Chief of the organization who just ordered the volume of microphones to be put off. He also ordered staff to ask the media to stop live coverage for the sake of privacy, as it already had been too humiliating for the organization till now. The lights of the stage dimmed as Mr. Murphy walked off stage with Ricky and Thomas.Feeling a heavy kn

Viaan's POV:-Nodding at Leo, I walked towards the back of the entry gate. When I reached the entrance, two staff members escorted me to the room where they were expecting me to come.“This way, Sir!” The staff members gestured for me to follow them, their hurried movements and panicked expressions reflecting the urgency of the situation. With each step I took, the images of potential humiliation played out in my mind, intensifying the pounding of my heart against my ribcage. My attempt to calm myself proved futile as the adrenaline surged through my veins, heightening my senses.As I entered the room, the air felt heavy with anticipation. The curious gazes of the assembled individuals bore into me, their eyes filled with questions yet to be asked. I maintained a blank expression on my face, but inside, my emotions roiled like a tempest. The room seemed to shrink around me as I confronted the unknown, bracing myself for the impending interrogation. The more I tried to calm myself, th