All Chapters of Ties of a Contract: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SophiaThe night is silent when Alexander enters the bedroom, the sound of his firm footsteps echoing against the wooden floor. I’m sitting at the edge of the bed, legs crossed, absentmindedly flipping through a book. My mind is still at tonight’s event. Olivia tried, as always, to destabilize what we’ve built, but Alexander and I faced it together. For the first time, I felt like we weren’t just reacting; we were in control.He stops beside me, his deep brown eyes fixed on me. There’s something in his gaze that makes my heart race—a mixture of intensity and tenderness that’s hard to describe. He doesn’t say anything at first, just removes his suit jacket and loosens his tie, giving me time to observe him.“You were impressive tonight,” he finally says, his voice low but filled with sincerity. “Not just beautiful, but incredible. I don’t know how you did that with Olivia, but… thank you.”I smile, closing the book and placing it aside.“It was nothing,” I reply, but I know it was. It

SophiaI run my fingers over the steering wheel as I wait in the discreet parking lot of a café far from the city center. The investigator’s message still lingers fresh on my phone screen: “I have something. You need to see it in person.” My heart is racing, and my mind is working overtime. Hiring a private investigator was an impulsive decision, but now that I’m here, about to hear what he’s discovered, I feel like I’m finally in control. For the first time, I’m not just reacting to Olivia’s attacks. I’m taking action.The investigator arrives—a middle-aged man with a tired face and eyes that seem to see too much. He gets into the car, hands me a thick envelope, and lets out a heavy sigh.“Are you sure you want to see this?” he asks, his voice gravelly.“I am,” I reply firmly, though my voice doesn’t carry as much conviction as I’d like.I open the envelope with trembling hands. Inside are photos, copies of emails, and transcripts of messages. The first photo makes my stomach turn: O

SophiaI never expected my life could turn upside down so quickly, but it only took a few hours for everything to change. This storm of accusations, misunderstandings, and distrustful glances came from exactly where I least expected. It feels like I’m trapped in a whirlwind of misconceptions, unable to escape. I’ll try to organize my thoughts to understand how I ended up here.When I opened my phone that morning, there was a curt message from my mother, Eleanor. A dry, cold message, slightly off from her usual tone—if you can even say she’s ever shown me genuine affection. She said something about “having unfinished business” and that I should come to her house immediately. Despite the strange nature of our relationship, I was worried. She would never summon me without a strong reason. So, I took a deep breath, got dressed, and left, unsure if I should tell Alexander. In the end, I decided not to bother him. He was at the office, in a string of important meetings. Besides, my relation

SophiaAs soon as I stepped outside, I took a deep breath. A cold breeze brushed against my face, a breeze that seemed to remind me that life out here still carried on. It was almost five in the afternoon, and the sky was starting to take on that orange hue of twilight. I opened my ride-sharing app, not entirely sure where to go. My trusted friends were far away, busy, and my mother was the last person I could think of. Leo? I could forget about him. He was probably helping with Eleanor's schemes. Then it occurred to me that I could go to a hotel, at least until I figured out my next steps.I got into the car I requested, and during the ride, I allowed myself a moment of reflection. I had no doubt that Olivia would stoop so low to hurt me after I confronted her with the evidence I had, but... Why would my own mother throw so much dirt on me? I remembered that, just a few weeks ago, she accused me of not helping her enough. I suggested an excellent doctor, but she complained about havi

AlexanderIt’s been two days since Sophia left home, and everything feels like a labyrinth of uncertainty. My mind revolves around two questions: what really happened in her past, and why did Eric disappear with part of the evidence that could incriminate Olivia? Doubts eat away at every thought while the financial reports in front of me stubbornly display small discrepancies, pointing to a silent betrayal.Eric Callahan, my financial director for years, always seemed trustworthy. Now, everything suggests he worked in collusion with Olivia, determined to tarnish my name and, in the process, hurt Sophia. Bank statements indicate amounts subtly redirected to an unknown account, outside the company’s official records. If I can uncover who controls this money, I might save both the company and my honor.Sophia's absence lingers with every breath. She left home with a suitcase, and I couldn’t stop her or say the words she needed to hear. The memory of her gaze, filled with pain and restrai