All Chapters of FROM EX-CONVICT TO WIFE OF A RENOWNED LAWYER : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rooted on the spot, Fiona felt sadness crept into her heart. Her shoulders slumped and her knees trembled. She felt like if she continued standing on the spot, she would fall to the ground. This wasn’t what she was expecting—being shunned by every member of the board.She clenched her trembling and sweaty hand into a fist, trying desperately to fight the turmoil within her, but it was not as easy as she had thought. Tears that had glistened in her eyes like a cloud of gloom threatened to break free, but she held them, trying not to make them think she was weak.‘Fiona, you’ve got this; don’t give them that impression that you’re incompetent. Don’t let them win with just their mean-spirited comments. Be strong like you always are,' she muttered inwardly to herself. She did a mental sigh followed by a forced smile, and just as she summoned up the courage to speak and defend her ego, another member of the board beat her to it. “Why not let the young woman grab a seat?” A member who had

Fiona read the email, feeling a bit relaxed about the content. It was everything about the contract they were to bid on and that she had to return to the company, and that’s where she would make her contract plan. A small smile appeared on her face as she walked into the house. “You need to freshen up before you come down for dinner,” Nana gently dropped Rowan on the first staircase to the upper part of the mansion.Rowan’s face twisted into a slight frown, not pleased with what Nana said. “Nana, but I'm hungry. I should eat first.” Fiona, seeing what was happening, shook her head in disapproval to Rowan. “No, you won’t do that,” she interjected, carrying Rowan to the upper part of the mansion. “Nana, we are coming down for dinner soon,” she added before she disappeared from Nana’s sight. “Didn’t I warn you to always freshen up after school?” Fiona asked Rowan as they got into the room. "I was just hungry," he pouted, his expression pitiful.“Don’t be a dirty boy, Rowan. You have

The night seemed to fly by, and before she knew it, it was morning. Rowan heaved a content sigh. “Mama, I’m filled,” he dropped the last slice of bread in his hand back on the plate as his eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Fiona munched on the last bread on her plate, gulped down the contents of her mug, and stood up, carrying her handbag. “Let’s be on our way then.” She muttered after she took everything down her throat. Rowan, dressed in his uniform with his backpack clung tightly like a second skin on his back and his lunch box in his hand. Bouncing slightly with each step, he followed behind his mom as he bade Nana goodbye with a huge grin. They got in the car and drove off at maximum speed, dropping Rowan off as usual. Once she got to the company, she stepped out of the car, her sleek office dress flowing around her ankles. The dress was a vibrant navy color, accentuating her figure with its tailored cut. A matching blazer with a moderate heel completed the look, adding a tou

“Where the hell are you?” Mr. Lancaster growled, his jaw clenched tightly, and his grip on the chair he stood near tightened.“I… I am not in the office, sir. I was admitted to the hospital,” Ryan’s voice quivered at the other end of the phone.Mr. Lancaster scoffed at his response. “Don’t bother resuming work. You’re fired!” He yelled, his anger evident in every word.“I… sir..” Before he could finish that, Mr. Lancaster dropped the call, his expression turning cold. “He called in sick,” he blurted, turning to Mr. Hudson. “Sick? Isn’t that suspicious?” A member from Hudson’s group chimed in. Mr. Hudson shook his head disappointedly. “I don’t think we need more proof; the truth is glaring. The person being captured on the screen for stealing the plan called in sick.” “I know nothing about this,” Bernard defended, not giving in. Mr. Hudson let out a cold smile. "Mr. Bernard Robinson, I am really disappointed in you, not sorry to say," he said, paused, and turned toward where Fiona

No one believed Rowan to ask such a question, and after Fiona choked on her drink, silence crept into the room as everyone diverted their gaze to her. The surprise on Ethan’s face couldn’t be masked even if he tried. It was more like Rowan spoke his mind. Over the past few weeks that they had been together, he couldn't seem to get her thoughts off his mind, which he tried as much as possible to do. He tried to convince himself that he only got close to her for one thing and he couldn’t want to do otherwise. Then he would find himself asking another time, Was it a crime in giving love a chance? But he always brushed off the thoughts. The room held its breath, and Rowan’s innocent gaze darted between everyone seated from his mom and then landed on Ethan's, who gave him a small smile before he cleared his throat and spoke. “Rowan, your mom and I are just friends, okay? And I like her.” “Did you think mama also...” “Row.!” Fiona quickly snapped out of the daze she was in and cut Row