All Chapters of Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Andrei's POV. “When exactly did you receive this news about Jeremy being out of prison?” “Today Sir. At 10Am we were informed.” “And what's the status of our security measures?” “We've increased security around the estate and at the office, sir. All entrances are being closely monitored.” “That bastard was locked up for a reason. Find out how he managed to wriggle free. I need answers, Paul and I need them now.” “About Liam, sir…” “What about him? Tell me that scumbag's been tracked down, no matter where he's hiding.” “We've uncovered evidence that Liam has founded a new entity, leveraging your shares without authorization. Appears that this new company is a front for their nefarious dealings, enabling them to siphon off resources and profits from Carter Industries for their own personal gain.” “Paul, move now, assess the market situation. If feasible, acquire Liam's company outright. Simultaneously, alert the authorities and file a report. But for now, our priority is to a

THIRD PERSON. Eva grinned slyly, twirling her wine “Faking my father's death? Simple. But faking a pregnancy? That's where the real skill comes in.” Liam leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers "Andrei connected the dots, isn't he? I mean your lies about the death of your father.” “Thats Because The old man crawled out of his rock, seeking attention. I made it clear: I don't want him in my life. Still, he had the audacity to show up at Drey's office seeking me out. One careless move and he's jeopardized my entire operation. Unbelievable.” “Why fake it? He's a liability. Remove him. Dead men don't talk would have saved you the trouble.” Eva lets out a dry laugh, “You're insane Liam. Killing my father would make me no better than him.” Liam leans back, his eyes critical, “Sentimentality, Eva. Now that's a weakness. Let's not forget your actions drove an innocent woman to the brink and ultimately cost a patient their life.” “Collateral damage: one patient dead, one witness

Ivy's POV "Three days unconscious?" I echo, stunned. I'm staring at this middle-aged woman in a nurse's uniform, thinking, 'Is she for real?' She's got the bedside manner of a brick wall. Just slapping up the IV and saying, "Hey, you're lucky you made it." What did that psycho Liam do to me? Three whole days, gone. What happened? Did he... did he hurt me? Leave me for dead? my head's spinning. I remember arguing, then nothing. I attempt to jerk my arm free, but a sharp, metallic bite stops me. 'Aww' Pain radiates from my wrist, and I glance down to see the glint of steel handcuffs securing me. How did I fucking end up here? Trapped, handcuffed, and clueless. This can't be real. I turn to the woman, hoping she'll help, "Please, nurse... whoever you are... You have to get me out of here. Seriously, I'm begging you. I don't know what's happening or why I'm here, but I need to go home. Now." The nurse leans in, her hand planted on her knee, and unleashes a creepy grin. "Trust me

Brielle's POV. The party's winding down. Guests are filtering out, and Drey's still exchanging goodbyes with the stragglers. But I know we're leaving soon — he's not one for late nights. He taps his earpiece, and I recognize the subtle gesture. He's speaking to Paul. "Prepare the car for departure. My wife and I will be leaving in ten minutes." His words send a flutter through my chest. Wife. I still get butterflies hearing him say it. Andrei pauses, his tone shifting from crisp to curt. “Not tonight. Let's catch up on business tomorrow.” His words trail off, and I sense a hint of frustration. Whatever “it” is, Andrei's clearly not eager to delve into it tonight. He angles his wrist, checking the hour, “we'll discuss over coffee tomorrow.” I watch him, studying the lines of his face, the tension in his jaw. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment, everything else fades away. “Ready to head home?” he asks, his voice softer now. I nod, smiling. “Whenever you are.” With that, Andrei

Andrei's POV. “Regrettably, the acquisition has stalled. We were on the cusp of finalizing the purchase of the Carter industry's shell with all key components in place. However, the sellers unexpectedly withdrew from the negotiations.” I hear the news and my jaw clenches, muscles tensing with frustration. I scan the paperwork, my dissatisfaction growing. Everything appears flawless, meticulous. “What's their justification for pulling out?” I ask Paul, “No explanation whatsoever. They simply withdrew without justification.” I shouldn't be dealing with this nonsense. Liam's theft is clear-cut. He leveraged my stolen shares to launch his own company. Why must I navigate this labyrinthine process to retrieve my rightful property? “Paul, I believe it's time to escalate this matter. Involving the authorities is our best course of action. Assemble our legal team and prepare for a comprehensive counterattack. We'll pursue all available avenues to protect our interests and hold Liam