All Chapters of Contract Marriage: Married To A Sadistic CEO: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“What if I say yes?” Alden leaned closer before he asked with a faint smile. “You killed Brandon… So you really did that?” Olivia's voice trailed off as she questioned sadly, tears streaming down her face. Alden chuckled at her words, his eyes piercing into hers. “Do you have any proof that I killed him?”She clenched her fist, trying to stay calm. “I will look for the evidence!”"Why are you stressing yourself over him? Have you forgotten that he almost killed you? Have you forgotten how he took everything from you? Isn't it a good thing that he is gone?” He asked with a faint smile on his face, yet a serious tone. Unable to believe his reaction, she asked, “Alden, are you human?” “I can't believe you are comfortable saying such words,” she added as she cleaned her face, trying her best not to allow her emotions to control her. “You don't want to believe you hate him, do you?”“What are you? What gives you the damn right to think you can kill anyone?” She asked with tears welled

“I guess you must be happy after ruining everything,” Chloe's voice echoed sadly after she found Layla. She spent about five hours looking for Layla, but she was not around— not at home or where they used to hang around. Layla's eyes widened as she raised her gaze to look Chloe in the eyes. She opened her mouth to speak but was lost for words. “Is this what you have under control? I trusted you, but you disappointed me when I least expected it!” She half-yelled at Layla. “And so? I can't believe you are yelling at me when I actually tried my best to make this work!” Layla yelled back at her, hiding the fear lingering in her. Chloe ruffled her hair before she spoke up, “You try to make this work? Anyway, I did not blame you; I blamed myself for trusting an incompetent idiot like you! At first, you ruined my party, ruined your father's reputation, now you ruined my plan.”“I hope not to ever see your face again. Go live the life of a loser with your dead boyfriend,” she paused brief

Seeing how adamant Olivia was and the truth about her words, he decided to give in. “I am not sure if I will be able to meet your expectations, but I will do my best,” Dante said calmly, a guilty look on his face. “Uncle, is that a yes?” She asked sweetly. “Of course, Olivia,” he replied with a faint smile. He couldn't believe Olivia hadn't changed. She still acts this way to get whatever she wants. Just when she was about to leave, she remembered she hadn't seen Layla. “Uncle, where is Layla? Has she not come back home?” She inquired worriedly. Before Dante could reply, Layla walked up to them, holding a container. “I am at home. I just decided to give you and your uncle some moments,” she said with a pale look on her face. “Layla, you have to change. Choose a path that you will be proud of, and not try to steal from others. I am not saying this because we are related, but because your father is a good man,” Olivia replied calmly, trying not to show her resentment towards Lay

“Why do you have to disgrace me? Why do you want to make me curse the day your mom gave birth to you, Layla?” Layla, who was busy watching a movie online, was distracted by the sudden sound of her flung door, followed by her father's voice. She raised her gaze to stare at her father before replying, “Why not go ahead and curse? Was there ever a time when you didn't consider me a disgrace?”Dante took a few steps closer to her before slapping her. This time, he slapped her twice. “Are you only going to slap me? Why not go ahead and kill me?” She asked, tears streaming down her face as she held her cheeks. “You made me this! You made me go too far to be able to turn back!”“Did I ask you to do anything for me? I never wanted this life for you! You chose this path yourself, Layla!” He shouted at her. “Did I? If only you didn't get greedier and work hard for your wealth, I wouldn't have dreamed of the life I was supposed to be living,” her voice trailed off as she spoke up. “You faile

After Layla arrived, she changed into a long black gown that covered most of her bandaged skin. She took her purse and put the money inside. After checking herself in the mirror, she checked her phone to see if Chloe had already sent it. Her lips tilted into a sly smile as she saw his daily schedule. “I can't believe he is into gambling, and even at the gambling house at 2:00am,” she muttered to herself before she got out of her room. She boarded a cab to the gambling house. Since it was midnight, the driver was driving slowly until they arrived. She alighted from the car and paid the driver before entering the gambling house. “Madam, where is your entrance card?” Before she entered the main gambling hall, she was stopped by two men wearing a serious look. “I am a newcomer. Someone recommended this place to me,” she lied with an honest look on her face. If there was anything she was good at, it was turning lies into truth. But she always sucks at putting that talent to use.