All Chapters of The Vows of Deception: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Unknowingly, she rose from her seat, her eyes wide with anticipation, as if her very gaze could make her desires cling to Jared's form.Julia's perceptive eyes captured every nuance of Naomi's reactions, revealing a quiet satisfaction. There was no longer a need for her to assert herself; Naomi's remorse was palpable, like a bruised ache in her very core."Are you Jared? How could you possibly be Jared? Isn't Jared an unsightly, balding man?" Naomi's astonishment left her words stumbling and incoherent."Naomi!" Neil's stern reprimand cut through the air, a signal for propriety to reclaim its place. His gaze shifted to Jared as he continued, "My daughter can be impulsive with her words. Please overlook it, Mr. Jared."Jared's aloof gaze grazed past Naomi in a fleeting manner, the disengagement happening within the span of a few heartbeats."Congratulations," Jared directed his attention toward Joseph."Yes, boss." Joseph presented a carefully prepared gift to Jared.Approaching Anthon

Karla's voice reverberated, a tempest unleashed as she confronted Conrad with burning intensity.Her origins were humble, hailing from the rustic countryside with a family of meager means. A stroke of fortune led her to college, where she crossed paths with Conrad.Conrad, the embodiment of affluence and charm, a beacon of opulence. Karla pursued him relentlessly, orchestrating strategic "chance" encounters, delving into his passions, and allowing affection to bloom. Their intimacy grew, an illusion of camaraderie blossoming into love's embrace.Yet fate dealt a cruel hand, thrusting Conrad into a fiery ordeal, forever altering his visage in a single night. From a campus heartthrob, he emerged a disfigured figure, his past allure diminished.But for Conrad's Watson lineage and his gentle demeanor, Karla might have abandoned him in his altered state long ago.In this charged moment, Julia entered the scene."No need for decisions, don't underestimate my brother's intelligence. When he

A realization dawned—she was trapped.Struggling desperately, Julia's breath hitched as a low, resonant voice whispered in her ear, "It's me."A stillness overcame Julia as her frantic struggles ebbed away. She raised her gaze to meet the man's eyes, and in that moment, a rush of emotions swelled within her. Her heart, once suspended in fearful anticipation, found solace.Tears welled up, cascading down her cheeks, splattering onto the man's waiting palms. Each drop, a release of pent-up emotions, a testament to the trials she had endured."Don't cry," the man whispered, his touch tenderly brushing her tears aside."What? I... I didn't cry," Julia stammered, momentarily surprised.Her response tugged at the man's heartstrings, a poignant reminder of the facade she was trying to uphold even in the face of overwhelming circumstances."Apologies for my tardiness," Jared's voice, tinged with regret, resonated softly.His arms encircled her gently, drawing her into a protective embrace.El

Neil's face registered shock while a surge of anxiety gripped Naomi. Their shared glance conveyed a silent question: had their secret been uncovered?Their apprehension grew when Jared entered the room, each step exuding a chilling authority that seemed to freeze the very air around him."Mr. Brooks," Neil began, attempting to feign ignorance, "what brings you to our home at this late hour?"Without uttering a word, Jared glanced at Joseph, who motioned for the bodyguards. Moments later, a group of battered homeless individuals was ushered in. Neil and Naomi's faces drained of color upon seeing them.One of the homeless men cried out, desperation evident in his voice, "Mr. Brooks, please spare us! They hired us. We had no idea she was your wife!"Naomi, her voice shaking, retorted, "You're lying! When did I ever commission such a thing? Your actions are your own. My father and I are not involved!"Neil, his anxiety peaking, stumbled backward, clutching the sofa for support. "Dad, are

"Ah?" Julia gazed at Jared's hand, a perplexed expression playing across her features. What could that possibly signify?Shiloh appeared equally befuddled.Then, unexpectedly, the word "candy" escaped the man's lips.Upon hearing this word, Julia and Shiloh found themselves taken aback, struggling to believe what they'd just heard.Jared, craving candy?The notion was utterly startling—no, even a bit disconcerting, wasn't it?"Brother, I mean... don't you have an aversion to sweets?" Shiloh's astonishment left her stumbling over her words.Jared, his expression impassive, turned his gaze toward Shiloh. "You're not a fan of sweet treats either. Didn't you just finish eating?"Shiloh's voice faltered as she replied, "Yes, but that's different! The medicine I had was so bitter.""I can relate. There's a hint of bitterness lingering in my mouth," Jared casually replied, his demeanor devoid of emotional fluctuation.The atmosphere settled into an uneasy silence, tinged with an eerie qualit