All Chapters of Betrothed To A Moron : Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

Chapter 91Drake Valentino stepped into his office, his demeanor transforming from romantic to ruthless. His staff greeted him with respect, dressed in crisp business attire, their faces professional. The Valentino Corporation headquarters buzzed with activity, the sleek, modern decor exuding luxury and success."Good morning, sir," his assistant, George, said, approaching him. "Your meeting with the British client is scheduled for now. They're waiting in the conference room.""Very well, George," Drake replied, his voice firm. "Let's get down to business."With George by his side, Drake entered the conference room, his stride confident. The British client, Mr. Johnson, stood up, extending a hand."Good morning, Mr. Valentino," Mr. Johnson said, his accent posh. "A pleasure to finally meet you in person.""The pleasure is mine, Mr. Johnson," Drake replied, shaking his hand firmly. "I trust you're ready to discuss the terms o

Chapter 93Drake paced back and forth in his empty house, his mind racing with worry. He had tried every possible way to reach Evelyn, but she was nowhere to be found. He had called her phone, her friends, her family - no one had seen or heard from her.Desperate for answers, he had hired several private investigators to track her down. But so far, they had turned up nothing.The Valentino's mansion was in turmoil. The servants were frantically searching for their mistress, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air.Drake's anxiety was palpable. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep. He was consumed by the thought of Evelyn being in danger.He had tried to reach out to Viola, but she was nowhere to be found. He suspected she was behind Evelyn's disappearance, but he had no proof.As the hours ticked by, Drake's desperation grew. He knew he had to find Evelyn before it was too late. But where could she be? And who was behind her dis

Chapter 95 Drake's eyes fixed on Evelyn's pale face, his mind racing with worry as they rushed her to the hospital. The ambulance sirens blared in his ears, but he barely registered the sound. His heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vise, threatening to burst from his chest.As they arrived at the hospital, Drake's anxiety reached a fever pitch. He paced back and forth in the waiting room, his eyes darting to the door every time it swung open. Mrs. Brown tried to comfort him, but he was beyond consolation."What's taking so long?" he muttered, his voice laced with frustration and fear. "She's been in there for hours. What if... what if something's wrong?"Mrs. Brown placed a gentle hand on his arm. "Drake, the doctor will come soon. Try to stay calm."But Drake couldn't calm down. His mind was a jumble of worst-case scenarios, his imagination running wild with fears for Evelyn's safety and well-being.Finally, the door sw