All Chapters of 100 Nights Contract with Mr.CEO: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Ashley's POV:“Goodbye! Sister…”He stands up from his seat, the look on his face showing the miseries he is going through. The surprising part is that, in just a span of ten odd minutes, I am no longer able to see the old, cunning and selfish Liam anywhere.“Thank you!”My tongue betrays me once again and he gives me a genuine smile, before leaving the place along with the officer and two guards in tow. My legs begin their task of bringing me out of the place of their own accord; I don't remember how I got in the car and when I covered the entire distance between the prison and my old parental house.Parking the car in the garage, I remember the words that my mother said to me once. It has been more than five years since I last heard her speak, but it's one of the most amazing things that I still remember her voice crystal clear… like she never left my side at all. “Ash! Baby! Never feel inferior to anyone, okay? These people who say that Liam is going to be the owner of everythin

Ashley's POV:Once he is done with grandma and has made sure that she is maintaining a distance of at least six feet from me, he finally turns towards me and winks, speaking like it is a completely casual meet-up between friends. “Sorry for being late dear! I was stuck in bumper to bumper traffic. Apart from all the good things in this city, I completely forgot that the traffic in this city sucks! I mean it completely sucks!!”“No hard feelings, Stuart. You are right on time, because prior to this, I was just giving them a record of what belongs to whom, and who is the boss here!”“Oh, that!! Old so old grandma, who can easily be classified as an old hag, and you three ugly looking women! Listen to me very carefully, if you– by any chance– have missed Ashley's words.All four of you need to vacate this house within an hour, and after today, you all aren't even allowed even a hundred meters near this property… or any other property that belongs under the legal ownership of Miss Ashley

Ethan's POV:I stare fixedly at my reflection in the mirror, fixing my tie, which is just flat- out refusing to cooperate with me today. I've been standing here for the last eleven minutes and seventeen seconds, trying to make myself presentable and attractive. But deep down in my heart, I also know that this effort of mine has been futile from the beginning. Because the ray of hope, which I have been holding on to with all my might, is slipping away slowly– just like this stupid tie which insists on shifting ever so slightly to the left. I had been thinking Ashley won't be able to resist me if we will work in the same set- up in the same office… but man! This girl is really adamant on making me realize just how wrong I can go.It has been five days since we have been sharing the same office building, the same working space, the same common area, the same working plan… and most importantly, we are working on the same project. But for once… she hasn't spared me a glance, even for o

Ashley's POV:Everything has been well for the first five days of this collaboration, and I have successfully managed to ignore Ethan as much as I can. Not because I am afraid of him or something, but I just don't want my past to stand in front of me and apologize.For me, every action has a consequence attached to it, and we both have already faced the consequences of our actions taken in the past. So now, there is absolutely no need to come and justify our actions or be sorry for those. But I don't know why I have been feeling a little uneasy since the morning. There is this strange feeling as if I am going to be caught by someone, or like I have made some mistake and today, everyone is going to know about it… how is that even possible?Shrugging all those thoughts as some underlying anxiety, I have decided to go to the office anyway. After all, I'm just supposed to verify the samples today, and then, I will be off work!!But the moment my assistant tripped over his own legs and s

Ethan's POV:Ashley has closed her eyes all of a sudden and fully passed out in my arms, giving me the reality check of my life: this… this is the person who solely holds the powers of stopping my own body's functions, wrapped around her fingers.And now that she is unconscious and not breathing properly, I don't know what I am supposed to do. Apart from screaming at the top of my lungs, nothing else is coming to mind.Punching the elevator door is also going to be fruitless– and this is something that I come to realize after three heavy rounds of punches, along with a gush of blood rushing out through bruises on my knuckles.Only then do I stop to think; even if I tear down the door, how would we step out? As it is, we are stuck in the middle of two floors.And why the hell is my support team not here yet, why am I paying them so much? When they only have to disappear like they never existed, in the time of need! Just let me get out of this place, and I will solely book personal app