All Chapters of The Contracted Stripper : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“You’re lying,” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. “This can’t be true.” “I wish I was lying,” Luca said softly, his voice filled with regret. “But it’s the truth, Ivy. And now that you know, you’re in danger too.”Ivy shook her head, refusing to believe what she was hearing. “No,” she said, her voice rising. “This can’t be happening. My mother… she wouldn’t…” “She would,” Luca said firmly, cutting her off. “She’s done worse. And she won’t hesitate to get rid of anyone who stands as a threat to her if she thinks you’re a threat.” Ivy’s legs felt like they were going to give out beneath her. She stumbled back, collapsing into one of the armchairs, her mind racing. “Why are you telling me this?” she asked, her voice barely audible.“Because I care about you, Ivy,” Luca said, stepping closer. “I couldn’t stand by and watch as you were kept in the dark. You deserve to know the truth—so you can protect yourself.” Ivy looked up at Luca, her vision blurred by tears. “What do I do

His tall, imposing figure cast a shadow across the room, and Bella could sense something was wrong immediately."Bella," he said, his voice low, "we have a problem."She raised an eyebrow, setting her glass down."What is it?"Victor sat down across from her, his hands resting on the armrests of the chair. "It’s Luca He’s been digging into our past. He knows about the offshore accounts."Bella’s heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean? How could he know?""He’s not as clueless as we thought," Victor replied, his eyes narrowing. "Luca has been working. He's been investigating us for weeks, and I think soon he might find the accounts we’ve been funneling Kendrick's money into."Bella’s mind raced as she processed the information. "So what do we do now?"Victor leaned forward, his gaze cold and calculating. "We can’t wait any longer. We need to move faster. If Luca takes it to Ryan and then he takes this to the board, everything we’ve built will crumble."Bella gripped the edge of her desk,

Chapter 103Ryan sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Mrs. Jessica with an expression of helplessness and frustration. The weight of everything was suffocating him his company stolen from under him, his heart torn apart by the fact that the woman he truly cared for was still being held captive. He had failed at everything, and it was killing him inside.Mrs. Jessica lay in the bed, her frail body barely moving. Her eyes, however, were full of fire as she looked at Ryan with a mixture of disbelief and resentment. She had endured so much, and Ryan knew that his words were not enough to make amends for the pain she had suffered."I’m sorry," Ryan began softly, his voice trembling. "I... I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through. I didn’t know I couldn’t have known. Please... forgive me."Mrs. Jessica didn’t respond immediately. Her hands tightened into fists under the blanket as she glanced away from him, clearly struggling with her emotions. “You have no idea what I’ve been t

Mrs. Jessica sat at the edge of the old, creaking hospital bed, her frail hands trembling as she reminisced. Her eyes, tired from years of pain, glistened with unshed tears. It had been so many years since Mr. Kendrick took her other twin, Ivy, and not a single day passed without her feeling the crushing weight of that loss.“Ever since Mr. Kendrick took Ivy,” Mrs. Jessica began, her voice hoarse from the memories she had buried for so long, “I haven’t been the same. Every day, I wake up thinking about her. What does she look like now? What has she become? Does she know I exist? Does she remember me?”Ryan watched her closely, a knot forming in his throat. The weight of the revelations from the previous night still hung heavy in the room. His mother had torn apart this woman’s life, and now, here she was broken, yet still standing, fighting for her daughter. He couldn’t help but feel responsible for the pain his family had caused her.“Mrs. Jessica, I’m so sorry for everything,” Rya

The room was dimly lit, with long shadows cast by the single chandelier that hung overhead. The scent of cigars and expensive cologne lingered in the air, a silent reminder of the wealth and power that surrounded the table. Victor sat at the head, a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he swirled his whiskey glass, the amber liquid catching the faint light.Around him sat his most trusted associates—men and women who had aligned themselves with him in the hostile takeover of Kendrick Enterprises. Each of them had played a crucial role in toppling the once-mighty empire, and now they were ready to reap the rewards.Victor cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention. “Gentlemen and ladies, we’ve gathered here today to discuss our next move. As of now, we are officially in control of Kendrick Enterprises.” He raised his glass, a sharp glint in his eye. “And I think it’s time we made some changes.”The room erupted into murmurs of approval, with heads nodding in agreement. S