All Chapters of The Contracted Stripper : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Mrs Rose's heart pounded in her chest a mixture of relief and fear swirling inside her. They were playing a dangerous game, one that could easily spiral out of control if they weren’t careful. But they had come too far to turn back now.“So, we focus on Ken first,” she said firmly, her voice steady despite the turmoil in her mind. “Then we deal with Bella, and finally, we’ll bring Ryan under our control.”Dr. Parker nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, but we must be swift. The longer we wait, the more risks we take.”Mrs. Rose’s fingers clenched around the vial as she stood up from her chair. “I’m tired of waiting. Let’s finish this.”Later that evening, Mrs. Rose returned to the mansion, her mind racing with the details of her conversation with Dr. Parker. She entered the grand dining room, where Mr. Kendrick sat at the head of the table, staring blankly at the food in front of him. He looked even more frail than he had that morning, his once-strong presence diminished into somethi

The road stretched out ahead of Mrs. Rose as she drove back to the mansion, the night sky pressing down on her like a weight. The kiss with Dr. Parker still lingered on her lips, but her mind was far from the present. As she navigated the winding roads, her thoughts drifted back to the past—the tangled web of lies, deceit, and passion that had led her to this very moment. It all seemed so long ago now, but the memories were as vivid as ever.Rose had been young and ambitious when she first met Parker. He wasn’t a wealthy man then—just a medical student with big dreams and an even bigger heart. They had fallen for each other quickly, a whirlwind romance that consumed them both. Parker had been her everything back then. His kind eyes, his unwavering support, his dreams of becoming a doctor—they had all made her believe that their love could conquer anything. But then Kendrick had entered the picture. Kendrick, the wealthy bachelor who had swept into her life like a storm. He had come

Luca, on his way out, dialed Ryan’s number. As soon as Ryan picked up, Luca informed him, “I just left the house. Ivy’s okay now. I talked to her, and she’s had something to eat.” Ryan, surprised, let out a sigh of relief. “How did you manage that, man? She’s been locked up in there for days, refusing to talk to anyone. I tried reaching out, but she wouldn’t even answer the door.” “Well,” Luca chuckled, “let’s just say I’ve got some magic touch.” Ryan laughed. “Man, if that’s magic, then I need to learn some of it. Anyway, thanks a lot. I owe you one.” “Don’t worry about it,” Luca replied. “I’ll catch you later. I’m heading home now.” “Alright, take care, man,” Ryan said as he hung up. Luca put his phone back in his pocket and took a deep breath as he walked toward his car, feeling a strange sense of relief and concern all at once. Meanwhile, back at Ryan’s place, Bella appeared from behind him as he was about to leave the room. “You seem to be bonding quite well with Luca lately,

The next morning, Ryan woke up with a plan. He would pay a visit to Ivy. If Bella was involved in something against her, he needed to warn his sister. After getting dressed and making sure Bella had left the house for her usual errands, Ryan slipped out and drove straight to the mansion. When he arrived, Luca was already there, sitting in the living room. “Morning,” Luca greeted him, but his face was clouded with concern. "Ivy’s still sleeping. She hasn’t been doing great. Whatever happened with her designs shook her up." Ryan nodded, his jaw clenched. “We need to talk to her. There’s something I need to warn her about. Luca raised an eyebrow. Bella’s been covering her tracks well, but if we can get to the bottom of this, we can stop her.” Just as they were discussing their next move, Ivy walked into the room. She looked better than the last time Luca had seen her, but her face was still pale, her eyes distant. “What’s going on?” she asked softly, looking between the two men. Ryan

Ivy stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she watched her brother standing in Luca’s living room. The tension in the air was palpable as both of them faced each other, neither quite ready to break the silence that had fallen between them. Ryan’s casual entrance had now turned into an unexpected confrontation, and he knew he was caught."Ivy…" Ryan said slowly, running his hands through his hair, a nervous habit he had when trying to gather his thoughts. "What are you doing here?"Ivy folded her arms, her gaze narrowing. "I should be asking you that, Ryan. So, let me get this straight—you were faking your memory loss all along, huh? Because you recognize me now."Ryan sighed deeply, realizing there was no point in lying anymore. "No, Ivy, I wasn’t faking it. I did lose my memory after the accident. But... it came back a few weeks ago."Ivy’s expression shifted from anger to confusion. "A few weeks ago? And you didn’t tell anyone? Not me? Not Luca? What the hell, Ryan?"Luca, who had