All Chapters of Married To The Disabled CEO : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The days following Harold's expulsion from the company were a whirlwind of activity. Ethan and Emma worked tirelessly to uncover the full extent of Harold's betrayal and his connection to Ethan's father's untimely death. The more they dug, the more intricate the web of deceit appeared.One evening, as they pored over old company records in the dimly lit study, Emma stumbled upon a faded photograph tucked between the pages of a ledger. It was a picture of Ethan's father, Robert Johnson, standing beside a man Emma didn't recognize. They were shaking hands in front of a construction site, both smiling broadly."Who's this?" Emma asked, handing the photo to Ethan.Ethan examined the picture, his brow furrowing. "That's my father and his former business partner, Samuel Hayes. They built this company from the ground up."Emma nodded, recalling the name from their earlier investigations. "Do you think Samuel could be involved in all this? Maybe he and Harold have been plotting together."Eth

The following morning dawned with an unusual stillness. Ethan and Emma sat at the breakfast table, their silence more comfortable than tense. Despite the looming chaos with Harold's case, there was an unspoken understanding between them—a bond that had grown stronger through their shared battles.Emma sipped her coffee, her mind drifting to the events of the past weeks. Ethan had been through so much, yet he stood resilient. She admired his strength, even when he doubted himself.“You’re staring,” Ethan said, breaking her reverie.Emma blinked and quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing. “I was just...thinking.”“About?” he prompted, setting his coffee mug down and leaning back in his chair.“Everything,” she admitted. “How far you’ve come, how much you’ve fought for this company, for your father’s legacy. It’s inspiring.”Ethan chuckled softly, though his expression remained serious. “Inspiring? I’ve been stubborn, angry, and reckless at times.”“Maybe,” Emma said, meeting his gaze,

Ethan stood by the window of his office, gazing at the sprawling city skyline. The morning light cut through the glass, illuminating the quiet determination etched on his face. Last night’s discovery had changed the trajectory of his battle with Harold, but he knew the war was far from over.Emma entered the room quietly, holding a fresh cup of coffee. “You’ve been up since dawn, haven’t you?”He turned, offering her a faint smile. “Couldn’t sleep. Too much to think about.”She handed him the cup and perched on the edge of his desk. “You’ve uncovered his network. That’s a huge step forward.”“It is,” Ethan admitted. “But it’s also dangerous. Harold’s not just playing defense anymore. He’s going on the attack.”Emma leaned closer, her expression resolute. “Then we fight back harder. You’ve done it before, Ethan, and you’ll do it again.”He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “How do you always know what to say?”“Because I know you,” she replied with a soft smile.---

The air in Ethan’s office was heavy with tension. Every word Harold had said in his text was etched into Ethan’s mind like a brand. The photo of the fabricated document—a supposed paper trail linking Ethan to illegal offshore accounts—was a bold move, even for Harold.Jake stood by the door, his hands gripping the back of a chair. “He’s playing dirty, Ethan. If this leaks before we can refute it, the damage could be catastrophic.”Emma was seated next to Ethan, her brow furrowed in thought. “Harold’s pushing you into a corner, hoping you’ll lash out and make a mistake. We can’t let him dictate the narrative.”Ethan leaned back in his chair, his steely gaze never wavering. “Jake, I want a full forensic investigation on that document. Find out how he created it and where he got the information to make it look credible.”Jake nodded. “On it. I’ll contact the IT team immediately.”Emma interjected, “We also need to control the media before Harold gets the chance. If he leaks it first, we’

The morning sun streamed through the large windows of Ethan’s penthouse, but the atmosphere inside was far from serene. The team had gathered early, each armed with updates on Harold’s crumbling network and the countermeasures in place to protect Ethan’s empire.Emma, seated next to Ethan at the head of the table, flipped through her notes as Jake gave his briefing.“Harold is losing his grip,” Jake began, his tone steady but urgent. “Two of his key allies have already backed out of their partnership after we exposed their offshore accounts. But Harold’s still pushing, and we believe he’s planning a major announcement to undermine your position further.”Ethan leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. “What kind of announcement?”Jake hesitated. “We’re not sure yet. But whatever it is, he’s desperate. He’s pulling strings he hasn’t touched in years. We need to be ready for anything.”Ethan’s lips thinned into a cold line. “Desperation makes him dangerous. We can’t give him