All Chapters of Mr. President Contracted Marriage : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The restaurant was relatively quiet as Charles, Martin and I sat down for lunch.We were already close to nailing the murderer behind Brock's wife's death.All evidence was slowly but steadily leading us to a particular direction. It won't be long now until we finally capture the culprit and both clear Lisa's family name and bring Brock's wife's killer to the full wrath of justice. Everything was going well. Violet was pregnant and then the case was moving forward. I couldn't be happier if I tried. The only thing that was probably going south in my life was the issue with my grandfather. I was still surprised that he'd fired me and worse of all my father had not been able to do anything about it. It wasn't as if I was going to change my mind, I would have chosen Violet over and over again. It still boggles my mind how my grandpa could have thought for a second his ultimatum would work.Violet's brother was also coming through with the case and I wasn't surprised, the smartness seem

Jason's POVThere was nothing. Nothing to hold on to. And my head just wanted to explode.Someone in the company was messing with us and I will get them no matter how or what they do.The search was finally over as the team couldn't put themselves to keep watching. No one gave a hint to another. Though I got to see some silly actions, they were the least of my worries."Sir, the last footage has just been watched. I will leave now. I will still privately look into this." The head of security said to me, as he was the last one in the office… The others left with the equipment they earlier came in with.I turned to him. Forced to smile. A man I had harassed earlier, actually promising to stick by me."Much appreciated. Please do, and if there is any update, let me know." I said before diverting my stare.With the details held by my rival, they would go ahead of me, and it is just but a few days to the press conference I picked up my buzzing phone without looking at the caller ID, but

Violet Pov"And you are a homewrecker!" She barked at me."That's weird. If I remember completely, you had both broken up when we met. The only thing I broke is your ego. You are mad that you can no longer use him. You are a piece of shit Rachel and I hope you find the help that you need "With that I plucked my bag from the coffee table and stormed out of the coffee shop.I was already in tears before I got to my car. What the hell was I going to do ?I spent the rest of the twenty minutes crying in my car. I was so upset about everything.Just when Jason and I were planning our life together, this had to happen and I was positive it was all Rachel's doing.Why couldn't everyone just leave us the fuck alone? It was like everywhere I looked someone wanted something from me. I just wanted a little break.Taking a deep breath, I wiped my eyes clean with a paper towel I found in my car and drove home. As I drove home, I tried calling Jason but I was constantly sent to voicemail.I wasn'

Rachel's POVI was angry. So very angry at the way Jason had just been behaving to me. Seated in my car, outside my house; I let out a loud scream as I punched the steering wheel. "You're going to regret this, Jason. You just wait and see"And to think, I was doing everything within my power with the intention of saving the company?. It doesn't matter if I was the one that put his company in the current state it was--I was still doing my best here for him!--I chuckled over my stupidity. I should have known better. Now, I wanted nothing more than to see Jason completely ruined. So completely ruined that he'd come back crawling on his knees back for me; I was going to make that happen!. Controlling my breathing the best way I could, I stepped out of my car; slamming the door shut as I trudged into the house. Making my way through the front door, I see Mother setting the dining table. On noticing my presence, she flashed me her brightest smile. "Rachel, you're home? Dinner would be

Michel's POV"Wait" I say softly, calling Violet back. "What else do you have to say?" she grumbled. "Do you know?" I questioned. "You should never trust people so blindly""What? Was everything you said to me a lie just now?""No" I say honestly. "But I'm not talking about that"I point towards the glass of orange juice she had just drank from. "In the orange juice you drank from earlier.." I drag out slowly. "It was poisoned" I let out a long laugh as she suddenly got silent, horror masking her face. "You didn't expect it, did you?""If you don't bring the money I'd asked for in the next 24 hours" I threatened. "You die"She widened her eyes at me and I smirked."If you do, I will give you the antidote," I added. But regardless, she still didn't say anything. Shouldn't she be begging me to live? She must have thought that I was joking. As I watched Violet climb into the cab, a thin line formed across my lips as I picked up the glass of juice that she had drunk from. I waited for