All Chapters of The Contracted CEO: A Marriage of Convenience: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As Cass sat in the cold, dimly lit interrogation room, her mind raced with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. She couldn't believe that a simple photograph of her receiving an envelope, which contained nothing more than cash, could lead to her arrest and questioning. The interrogator, a stern-faced detective named Detective Roberts, sat across from her, scrutinizing her every move. Cass maintained her composure, her legal training kicking in as she prepared to defend herself. "Ms. Thorton, the evidence against you is quite compelling," Detective Roberts began, sliding a folder containing the incriminating photograph across the table. "This photograph clearly shows you receiving a large sum of cash from an ex-employee of the pharmaceutical company who has been involved in several cases of bribery, extortion, and blackmail and is currently being investigated." Cass calmly picked up the folder, her eyes scanning the photograph. She knew she had to find a way to explain it. "I u

The air in the clothing store felt heavy as Cass browsed through the racks of clothes, her mind occupied with the weight of recent events. It had been one long month since she had last seen or spoken to Jake, her heart shattered by the news of his engagement to Stacey. In fact, he had blocked her number, and Scar and Amanda had not been spared either. Lost in her thoughts, Cass suddenly froze as she caught sight of a familiar figure approaching. Her heart raced, hoping against hope that it wasn't who she feared it to be. But as Jake and Stacey came into view, any lingering doubt evaporated. Their eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Cass's emotions surged to the surface, a mix of hurt, betrayal, and anger coursing through her veins. She swallowed hard, steeling herself for the confrontation she knew was inevitable. Jake's voice, laced with condescension, broke the silence. "Well, well, if it isn't Cass. I heard you've been having quite a tough time lately and y

Marcus took a sharp breath, "You look breathtaking but that is not a red dress" He said with a hint of annoyance "Good evening, Marcus," Cass greeted him with a playful smile. "I hope the blush dress meets your standards." Marcus's expression softened slightly, but a hint of annoyance lingered in his eyes. "It's not the red dress I requested, Cass," he replied again, his tone tinged with disappointment. Cass feigned innocence, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh, I do apologize, Marcus. I thought a blush dress would be more fitting for the occasion. Besides, red can be so predictable, don't you think?" Marcus sighed, "You always manage to surprise me, Cass" unable to hide a small smile "Fair enough. You do look stunning, regardless." The evening unfolded, with the attentive staff serving a delectable feast. As Marcus had predicted, their presence in the VIP section drew curious glances and discreet whispers from other patrons. People couldn't help but steal glances at the eligib

Father? Cass was dumbstruck. Marcus's father, Mr. Gabe Wells, was Standing tall at around six feet; he possessed an air of authority and confidence that commands attention. Mr. Gabe's ruggedly handsome features were so similar to Marcus's, with a strong jawline, chiseled facial structure, and piercing, intelligent eyes that seemed to hold a wealth of life experiences. His salt-and-pepper hair, expertly styled, added to his distinguished appearance. Despite the touch of gray, Gabe's hair retained a lustrous sheen, hinting at a meticulous grooming routine and attention to detail. Dressed in a tailored suit that fitted him perfectly, Mr. Gabe exuded elegance and refinement. The fabric of his suit draped flawlessly over his broad shoulders and trim physique, accentuating his commanding presence. Mr. Gabe Wells was the most powerful figure in the city, Heck, in the entire country. He was known to be a recluse and only attended ten functions in a year, but here she was, staring right at

"Mr. Wells, the B-team just reported a situation" Caleb, the head of security said. Cass looked around worriedly but couldn't see the source of the commotion "Okay take him to the basement, I will be there shortly" Caleb said speaking into his earpiece, his voice firm and authoritative. "Sorry Mr Wells, someone was seen snooping around and taking pictures with a wide-range camera. I have asked that he be taken to the basement" Caleb continued Marcus nodded in approval his jaw set with a mix of anger and concern, "Thank you, Caleb. I want to know who sent him and why." Caleb motioned for the guards to take their leave and give Marcus and Cass their privacy and Cass couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing that Marcus's security team was quick to react and protect them. "Sorry about that Cass" Marcus said With the intrusion behind them, Marcus and Cass continued their date, eager to make the most of the evening. "So... Can I ask a question?" Marcus asked "Sure" Cass said