All Chapters of Blind Deception: The CEO's Regret: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Elona's hands trembled slightly as she held the phone to her ear, waiting for Master Fu's voice to answer on the other end. When his calm, soothing tone finally came through, it felt like the world steadied beneath her feet."Master Fu," she began, her voice carrying a rare tremor of vulnerability. "I have something important to tell you." "Ah, child, what is it?" Master Fu's voice, warm and full of concern, felt like a comforting embrace.Elona drew in a shaky breath, the words she had rehearsed in her mind suddenly heavy with meaning. "It's about Alaric. I've... I've accepted him. He's the one I want to spend my life with."A brief silence followed, and for a fleeting moment, doubt gnawed at her. Would Master Fu approve of her choice, knowing how fiercely protective he was of her?But when he spoke, his voice carried a smile. "Ah, Elona, I'm glad to hear that. You deserve happiness, and if Alaric is the one who brings you joy, then my heart is glad."Elona's chest swelled with grati

The air was light with anticipation as Elona adjusted her sunglasses while stepping out of the car. Alaric stood beside her, effortlessly handsome in his crisp suit, his hand firmly on the small of her back."Do you think they'll hand me a trophy for becoming Mrs. Royale?" Elona teased, glancing up at him with a grin. Alaric chuckled, the sound deep and warm. "If they don’t, I’ll commission one myself. Platinum, encrusted with diamonds. Only the best for you."The triplets darted ahead, their laughter ringing out as they led the way into the marriage registrar's building. "Mom, do you think they’ll say something like, 'By the power vested in me?'" Artie asked, grinning mischievously. Allie rolled her eyes. "That’s for weddings, Artie, not this." Arlyle smirked. "But it’d be fun if they did."Elona shook her head, smiling at their antics as Alaric held the door open for her. The office was bustling but carried an air of simplicity, its pale blue walls and neatly organized desks a far c

Harley leaned back in her chair, her lips curving into a triumphant smile as she ended the call with Maribel. The plan was in motion. She had no doubts about Maribel’s cunning, after all, the Queen Consort’s goddaughter had maneuvered her way into Alaric’s social circles with masterful precision.“Two heads are better than one,” Harley murmured, swirling the remnants of her wine. “And with Maribel’s connections, Elona won’t know what hit her.”Harley’s mind raced with possibilities. She and Maribel were both women scorned, their ambitions thwarted by a woman who had no business standing in their way. A designer? A doctor? Harley scoffed. No amount of titles or accolades could protect Elona from what was coming.Far from the opulent city skyline, in the secluded sanctum of the Guild of Shadows, whispers filled the air. Cloaked figures moved in silence, their every step calculated and deliberate. At the center of the room, a large map of interconnected lines and targets lay illuminated

Harley’s resolve solidified, her mind churning with schemes. She couldn’t let Elona and Esmeralda win so easily. Not without a fight. Her eyes flicked to the hidden compartment in her wardrobe, where she kept her "insurance". A folder filled with secrets she had gathered over the years. Secrets about Elona, Esmeralda, and even Gus.As she pulled the folder out, her lips twisted into a bitter smile. "If they want a war, I’ll give them one."The next morning, as the golden sun rays illuminated Royalita Winery, Elona and Esmeralda began their work. Esmeralda was meeting with the estate staff, ensuring a smooth transition of ownership, while Elona pored over documents in the office.But even amidst the whirlwind of activity, Elona couldn’t ignore the weight in her chest. Returning to the place that held so many painful memories was harder than she had anticipated.She stood by the large bay window overlooking the vineyard, her gaze fixed on the sprawling fields. Memories of her childhood

Helena Carter sat in her private sitting room, sipping from a glass of wine as she stared at her reflection in the ornate mirror. Her once-pristine life was crumbling. Gus was spiraling into self-pity, Harley’s disgrace had become the talk of the town, and now, Esmeralda and Elona loomed over them like shadows of judgment.She tightened her grip on the glass, her knuckles whitening. "We’ve been underestimated for too long," she muttered. Helena’s thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. She turned to see Harley step inside, her face pale but her eyes gleaming with suppressed rage.“Mother,” Harley began, her voice trembling. “We can’t just sit here and let them ruin us. Elona humiliated me, she’s flaunting her power, her wealth, her husband, and that smug mother of hers. I won’t let them win.”Helena set her glass down and stood, her movements deliberate and poised. “What do you propose we do, Harley? Your recklessness got us here. If you want to fix this, you’ll need to