All Chapters of CEO's Only Wife: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Eric struggled to regain his composure as he approached the library door. Tucked in the back of his pants and tucked away in his holster was his large hunting knife. For a second, he wondered if he was doing the right thing by going to meet Raymond. He had hoped to convince him that their revenge plan could still succeed without sacrificing Nana. He still hoped for that outcome, but it wasn't ideal for Nana to be in this house.Upstairs, Nana was in a vulnerable state. If something happened to him, he knew she wouldn't have a chance to escape. Eric screwed up, plain and simple. He let his emotions take over and acted recklessly towards Celia, who would probably sell him and Nana out at the right opportunity. For all he knew, she did.There was only one way to find out, though, and Eric was determined to follow through, one way or another. He opened the door and entered the library. Four pairs of eyes turned to greet him, and they belonged to Felipe, Raymond, Jair, and Nancy. Each man

The nausea had been in Johnny's stomach for almost an hour. That's nothing new; it followed him many times in certain cases. The world is a sick, crazy place that he has faced more than ever, but this case is on track to become a nightmare he will remember forever. Each Agent has a case that haunts them. Yena and Eric will be his obsession.Some interesting results have surfaced on facial recognition systems, the national identity network, and the Department of Homeland Security's databases. Johnny and several other Agents have been putting the pieces together over the past five hours.“I think Karachi makes the most sense in terms of databases,” said Agent William. She had flown in from Virginia just as the sensitive nature of the case became clearer."I agree. The boys at the FIA won't like it when we have to talk about it, but it looks like Doretti Raymond used military resources to cover up his human trafficking organization," Johnny said.Karachi is a coastal city, easily accessi

“I'm finally going to prove her wrong about me…” “You're something more, Eric. I turned you into something more. I turned you into a man! I have freed you! I make others tremble in fear of you. Who were you before you met me? Keleb! That's you! A dog." Raymond slammed the glass down on the small table next to the chair and then kicked Nancy with his foot. Nancy's sobs quickly filled the room, but she covered her mouth with both hands to stop them. Raw, raw rage ran through Eric's veins, he had never wanted to attack Raymond so much. Only the thought of Nana restrained his hand. Her life was in danger and the responsibility to keep her safe remained with Eric. “I know who I am, Raymond. I know what I am. And I know I owe you everything. He told me a lot about loyalty, but just a few minutes ago he was ready to knock me down to protect Jair, and no one else. Where's the loyalty?" “I told myself that you couldn't help yourself, that something had happened to make you this way, that ma

"Why? Why now? In all this time you've never given me any information,” Eric said through clenched teeth. Felipe wanted Eric to do something. So that means he can't be trusted. Eric's mind reeled at the thought of how to get rid of him. Still, Eric wanted to hear what Felipe had to say. Maybe he can use that to sway Raymond.“I am a merchant, Eric. One cannot achieve my level of success without being able to see the opportunity. Twenty years ago, I saw an opportunity to escape my life as a lieutenant and become a general. Raymond was very useful then. Six years ago, I saw an opportunity to expand my business by eliminating the competition. I now own half of Mexico and do business around the world. Raymond has become…less useful, and as I said, he asks for a lot – too much. You gave me a chance, Eric. In return, I can tell you the truth about who you are and where you come from.”“Admitting that you want Raymond out of the way gives me no reason to trust you,” Eric said in a low voice.

His first impulse was to burst open the door and stab anything within an arm's length, but he'd made enough mistakes for a lifetime. This time, he was determined to do it right. “Hold the gun firmly, Eric. It's strong," said Raymond. He smiled and lifted Eric's arms parallel to the ground. “I can do it!” Eric lamented. He tried to shake Raymond's hand. “I'm trying to teach you, Eric. Listen." “He kept talking and talking. I just want to shoot.” “Patience,” Raymond said. “Stand with your feet wider and try to keep your breathing even.” Eric scowled. You are tired of talking. Pointing the gun at the tin can in the distance, he pulled the trigger. The force of the gun caused his elbow to bend and the gun hit his forehead, sending him to the ground. “Aaah! Dammit!" Eric rolled on the ground while holding his head. He thrashed his legs while trying to ease the pain. He could hear Raymond roaring with laughter. “I already told you! Stupid boy!" Raymond stomped while laughing. Eric