All Chapters of THE SECRET HEIRESS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MR. JACOB'S POV "Yes, exactly!" she said, her eyes gleaming with a look of triumph. "Now you can get your hands on the contract file with all that money. It’s all coming together." I couldn’t help but grin. It had been a long time coming, and the chance to finally pull this off felt like it was right in front of me. "And how exactly do you expect me to get my hands on it?" I asked, my voice laced with skepticism. Clara stood up from the couch and walked over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder, her fingers gripping tightly. "Don’t worry about that. You just focus on getting it from the office. I’ll handle the details. But after you steal the contract, you’re going to take it to Kenneth, right? You know he’ll sign it without asking questions. He’s weak, Jacob." I looked into her eyes, searching for any hint of hesitation, but there was none. Clara had always been this way, calculating, cold, and completely focused on what she wanted. She wasn’t going to let this slip through her

MAX POV I smiled to myself as he hung up the phone after his call with Nadia. She had promised to meet me at the restaurant soon. I could almost hear the slight tension in her voice, but I didn’t mind. I was so very ready to see her, to finally discuss everything we had avoided for too long at least for everyone's benefit. I leaned back in his chair, taking a sip of wine, savoring the smooth taste. The quiet restaurant was almost empty, the soft music in the background adding to the calm atmosphere. I didn’t mind the solitude. I liked it this way. It gave me so much time to think not just about Nadia but also Mr Jacob and tonight, he had a lot on his mind. Nadia had a way of keeping me guessing, of making me question what was real and what wasn’t. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was hiding something from me for a very long period of time, something important. He had to get to the bottom of it tonight. Time passed slowly, but I was patient. I haf been waiting for this m

NADIA'S POVMy hands shook as I gripped my phone, my vision blurring with unshed tears.“Max, I…” I started again, but I couldn’t finish. What was there to say? I had been caught.The realization hit me like a freight train. There was no way out of this. Max knew, the restaurant patrons knew, everyone knew.And Max? He just sat there, watching me, waiting for me to admit the truth.I looked back down at the photo, my chest tightening with shame. The caption felt like a slap in the face, mocking me.I had been so careful…or at least, I thought I had been. But now, it was all crumbling around me.“Max,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.He didn’t respond. He didn’t need to.Because at that moment, I knew there was no escaping this.The truth was out.And there was no denying it anymore."Why did you post the video, Max?" I slammed my hands on the table, my voice shaking with anger. My heart raced as I stared at him. The smug look on his face only fueled my rage. "You already knew I

NADIA'S POV"Dennis’s man found out you were there to collect a phone," Max said, his voice quieter now, almost conspiratorial. "Apparently, one of my men had repaired it for you."I clenched my fists, trying to keep my expression neutral, but I knew Max could see right through me."And then," Max went on, "Dennis saw you talking to the young man who fixed the phone you stole from me, that reminds me you were the one who posted that video by the way let's leave that one and come to the present.He was just being polite, wasn’t he? A kind, unsuspecting soul. But you…oh, you had other plans, didn’t you?""Shut up, Max," I hissed, my voice barely above a whisper."Oh, I’m not done yet," Max said, raising a hand dramatically. "You see, the moment Dennis described the scene to me, I knew I had to act fast. I told him to start recording immediately. You never know when something interesting might happen, right?"My breathing quickened. My mind raced back to that day, piecing together the de

NADIA'S POVI just couldn't stop thinking about what Max had told me earlier in the restaurant. I remembered those statements as it kept echoing in my head."You can’t seriously expect me to agree to that, Max!" I hissed, slamming my hand down on the table.My voice came out louder than I intended, earning a few curious glances from nearby diners. But I didn’t care. I was too furious to keep my composure.Max leaned back in his chair, his smug smile making my blood boil. "Why not? It’s a fair deal, Nadia. You want something from me, and I’m simply stating my terms. Take it or leave it."I gritted my teeth, fighting the urge to reach across the table and wipe that arrogant grin off his face. "Fair? You call this fair? You’re blackmailing me, Max!"He shrugged as if my outburst was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. "Call it what you want, sweetheart. I prefer to think of it as... strategic negotiations."I remembered how I had wished to stand up from the chair that I was seated i