All Chapters of Married to My Brother’s Best friend: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Rita ‘s voice fills the room as the recording plays, “I know it’s about the court case in relation to you asking me to rent a house for Alice” she states.“Oh really?” I ask, my voice filling the room. A moment of silences goes on before Rita’s voice is heard again, “I’m sorry Lara but please don’t fire me, Alice was the one that put me up to all this” she states.“How so?” I ask, my voice filling the room once more. “Well, the day before she moved in, she asked me to look for an apartment and requested that I should state in the document that the instruction was from you, Mrs Lara” Rita says in the recording.A long stretch of silence passes before Rita’s voice is heard again, “we are actually cousins, so I did it for her without asking questions. I’m sorry for implicating you at the court” Rita says.“And are you willing to testify at court?” I ask. “I’m sorry Lara, but I can’t. I can’t betray my cousin like that” Rita states.“You already betrayed Alice by telling me the truth in r

“I’d like to present some evidence to the court your honour” Becky says, walking to her desk before gathering some documents from her desk and making her way to the bench.“May I approach the bench your honour” she asks, a short distance away from the bench. “You may” the judge replies with a nod. “Thank you, your honour” she says, closing the distance before handing the evidence to the judge.“Your honour, the documents I submitted to you, shows the screenshot of the chats between Mr Evans and Miss Alice” she says, sharing the evidence with the rest of the court.My eyes focus on the chats I personally took a picture of and sent to Becky as evidence. I glance up to see the judge carefully reading through the printed screenshots. I return my attention to the document, reading through it once more.Evans: Any progress with our plan?Alice: Chill, I plan on making a move on Clark very soon. Evans: And your boss? You know she’s always watching, right?Alice: I’ll get something to distra

Elvis chuckles, his laughter warm and inviting, “Then I assume it’s our pleasure. Thank you, Lara,” he replies, slipping his arm across his wife Becky’s waist, a gesture that speaks volumes about their bond. I can’t help but admire the way they interact, their connection evident in the way they lean into each other, sharing a moment that feels intimate and genuine. “Great, let’s go celebrate!” I exclaim, latching onto Clark’s arm as we navigate through the crowd, eager to take the private exit that will shield us from the prying eyes of the media. The thrill of the evening fills the air, and I can feel the anticipation building as we step outside into the cool night. The stars twinkle above us, a perfect backdrop for the celebration that awaits. As we walk, I glance back at Elvis and Becky, their laughter echoing in the night. It’s moments like these that remind me of the importance of friendship and the joy that comes from shared experiences. I can’t wait to see what the night has

“Please come in,” I say, looking up from my desk. The soft click of the door opening breaks the silence of my office, and Rita walks in, a sheepish look on her face as she makes her way towards me. Her hesitant steps echo slightly on the polished wooden floor, and I can’t help but notice the way her fingers fidget with the hem of her blouse. Ever since the court case, she’s been rather careful with her behavior towards me, mostly because she’s grateful that I didn’t fire her.Rita has always been a bright spark in the office, her laughter infectious and her creativity boundless. But the incident that led to the court case was a significant misstep—one that could have cost her not just her job but also her reputation in this industry. I remember the day vividly, the way the air had crackled with tension as we gathered in the conference room, the weight of the situation pressing down on us. Rita had made a mistake, a grave one, and it had taken every ounce of restraint not to let my fru

Clark rises to his feet, so that we can hug properly, “thank you, it was long over due” he replies. I nod, “yeah it was, I’m just glad that the work burden on you will slightly reduce” I say, my eyes shining with satisfaction at the news.“Thanks babe” he says, placing a kiss on my cheeks before releasing me from his embrace. “So what’s the second one?” I ask, returning to my seat. He smiles, “the other news is something that’s long overdue. It something that I shoukd have told you from the start of our marriage” he says, his tone serious as he speaks.“Okay, what is it?” I ask, a bit of fear creeping in at what it could me but I maintain a smile as I refuse to let my fear to be evident on my face. “What I want to tell you is the reason why this room is arranged in this manner” he explains and I sigh in relief noting that it could only be something good.“Lara, I know our marriage was that of convenience from the very start. How we went from being enemies to being good friends. It’s f