All Chapters of The Contracted Stripper : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Luca sat in the dimly lit corner of his office, his fingers drumming lightly on the edge of his desk. His mind was racing, eyes fixed on his phone. As he remembered how he tracked down Mrs Jessica.Every lead so far had led to dead ends. Mrs. Rose had covered her tracks well, but Luca wasn’t about to give up. He knew Jessica held the key to unraveling everything.Suddenly, his phone buzzed. Luca glanced down, surprised to see an unknown number. Hesitantly, he answered."Hello?""Luca?" came a low voice from the other end. It was raspy, like the person speaking was constantly looking over their shoulder. "I don’t have much time. I’m one of the guards assigned to watch Mrs. Jessica."Luca’s heart skipped a beat. "Go on.""She’s being moved to a hospital tomorrow morning. They’re trying to keep it quiet, but I thought you should know. She’s in bad shape, and if they take her where Mrs. Rose wants, I don’t think she’ll survive."Luca’s jaw clenched. "Why are you telling me this?""Becaus

Ryan leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. "So... she’s not lying to me? Everything she’s said about the family hating her, mistreating her it’s all true?"Kendrick hesitated for a fraction of a second, then nodded. "Yes, it’s all true. She’s been through a lot, Ryan, but she stayed because of you."Ryan’s expression softened. He wanted to believe his father, wanted to believe that Iris had been acting out of love for him. But something still didn’t sit right."I need to talk to her," Ryan muttered, standing up. "I need to hear it from her.""Of course," Kendrick said, his voice tight. "But please, Ryan... don’t let this tear you apart. We all want what’s best for you."Meanwhile, across town, Mrs. Rose stormed into her office, fury radiating off her in waves. She had just received word that Jessica had disappeared without a trace from the hospital where she had been held. Her carefully laid plans were beginning to unravel, and she couldn’t allow that."How did this happen?" she

Unbeknownst to them, Luca stood outside, hidden behind a tall hedge, listening intently to their conversation through the window left slightly ajar. His heart raced as he pieced together the fragments of their discussion. Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker were involved in something far more sinister than he had imagined. The mention of Jessica sent a chill down his spine. He had suspected she was in danger, but now he knew for certain that her disappearance wasn’t an accident—it was orchestrated. Luca reached for his phone, quickly typing out a message to his contact: "They’re discussing Jessica. Something big is happening. Keep watch on their movements."As he slipped his phone back into his pocket, he leaned closer to the window, straining to hear more. Inside, the tension between Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker grew thicker. Mrs. Rose stood abruptly, pacing again as she spoke. "We need to get rid of Bella. She’s becoming a liability. If Ryan remembers even a fraction of what happened, everything

Luca pulled into the driveway, his heart racing as he saw the front door of the house slightly ajar. The house where he had left Mrs. Jessica and the nurse was supposed to be a safe haven, hidden far from the reach of those hunting her. Yet, the ominous silence that greeted him screamed that something was wrong.Jumping out of the car, he hurriedly made his way inside, his voice echoing through the empty halls. "Mrs. Jessica? Nurse?" His heart pounded in his chest as he moved from room to room, seeing the signs of a struggle. The furniture was overturned, and there were broken glass and scattered papers everywhere. Fear gnawed at him with each passing second. His breath caught when he finally stumbled upon the lifeless body of the nurse sprawled on the floor. Blood pooled beneath her, and her eyes stared vacantly at the ceiling. Luca knelt beside her, feeling the weight of the situation crashing down on him."Dammit," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. She had been so

Iris sat on the cold floor, her knees pulled tightly to her chest. Her body felt heavy, the small life growing inside her a constant reminder of the situation she couldn’t fully understand. Her mind was a fog of confusion, with brief flashes of unfamiliar faces and voices that seemed just beyond reach. How long had she been locked up in this room? She couldn’t remember. The dim light filtered through the small, barred window, casting shadows on the gray walls. She glanced around the room—empty except for the old mattress and a broken chair in the corner. There was nothing to aid her escape, no tools to break the window or pry open the door. It felt as though she was trapped in her mind just as much as she was in this prison.Who am I? Iris thought to herself as her fingers absentmindedly traced the bump of her belly. She knew she was pregnant—there was no denying the growing life within her—but she didn’t know how or why. Was there someone waiting for her outside? Was she married?