All Chapters of The CEO’s Unexpected Ties : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Isabella's POV I entered the coffee shop, looking around the room for Kendall. She was already present, seated at a table near the window. I grinned as I approached her. "Hey," I remarked, taking a seat in the chair opposite her. "Hello," Kendall responded, grinning at me in return. "I'm really intrigued by your new plan." "Overflow." I chuckled, sipping my coffee before diving into the specifics. "Alright, this is what I had in mind." We will organize for a few individuals to pretend to be investors, and they will schedule a meeting with Audrey to talk about a possible investment opportunity. Kendall's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "I enjoy it." What is the objective? "I clarified that the 'investors' will be equipped with concealed cameras and microphones." "They will record Audrey talking about her position as an executive assistant and, with any luck, uncover some damaging details." Kendall nodded, her face lighting up with excitement. "That's brilliant." Yet, how can we g

Audrey's POV I walked into my home via the front entrance, my mind concentrated on my son, Aiden. I had just ended a call with a nurse at the hospital, and she told me that Aiden's condition is the same – not improved or deteriorated. A surge of sorrow and worry engulfed me as I imagined my small child lying in that hospital bed. I remembered the joy I felt when I brought him into the world, how I embraced him and sensed my heart almost bursting with affection. Now, he was ill with cancer and i am spending a substantial amount on his treatment, yet he showed no progress whatsoever. Tears started to fill my eyes as I reflected on all this started. I wasn't certain how much longer I could tolerate this. Just as I was about to cry, I remembered something. Tomorrow , I will be having a meeting with some investors. They reached out to me unexpectedly, showing interest in investing in Lucas's company. At first, I had my doubts. I mean, how did they get my number? What prompted them to

Isabella's POV I anxiously sat at my desk awaiting the call from Michael and John. I waited for hours without getting even a flash from them.I was about to give up when my phone buzzed. I responded quickly, my heart racing with excitement. "Hi?" I said. "Isabella, this is John," the voice from the other side stated. "The meeting is over." I experienced a wave of enthusiasm. "How did it turn out?" I inquired. "It went flawlessly," John remarked. "We managed to get Audrey to disclose some of the company's secrets, and we recorded it all in an audio." I grinned inwardly, experiencing a feeling of contentment. "And the document?" I inquired. "We managed to persuade her to sign it without looking at it." "And we captured some wonderful pictures of us together." John said.I chuckled quietly, experiencing a feeling of victory. "Great job," I remarked. "Concerning the outstanding payment..." "Yeah," John replied. "We'll need that before we can provide you with any of the evidence."

ISABELLA POV“I am getting married!” I cheered, adjusting my falling tiara.The music played loudly from the speaker while my friends and I danced.I sipped my glass of champagne, twirling as I enjoyed my bachelorette party.“Tomorrow, I am going to be a married woman!” I yelled with joy and my friends cheered me on.“Cheers to the bride!” Courtney, my best friend, praised me.“Cheers!” The others cheered.“Let's get drunk!” One of the ladies said, with the others cheering.“Minus you, Bell. We can't have a drunk bride on the altar tomorrow,” Courtney warned, and I smiled, nodding.We all clinked our glasses together, and I took a large sip, savoring the moment. “Aaah,” I groaned happily. “That felt good.”“Bell,” Courtney called, a warning in her tone.“Come on, Courtney. Let her relax a little,” Merida said, but Courtney wasn't having it.“If she relaxes any longer. We might have a huge problem,” Cortney replied, grabbing my wine glass.“That's why you're her maid of honor. You can

DAMON'S POV“What? You can't fire everyone! Marcus, what's going on!” Someone exclaimed.“Oh, yes, I can,” I thought, watching the commotion grow. I didn't care. I had expected this.Marcus stepped forward, looking confused. “Mr. Damon, I understand that you want to make changes but firing them is not the solution. These people have dedicated their lives to serving the company,” he explained.I raised an eyebrow, my expression unchanging. “That's the reason they have to go,” I replied.“They contributed to the failure of this company, and I have no intention of wasting money and dragging this company further down,” I added.The room was silent, with all eyes fixed on me in shock. Mr. Marcus looked like he was about to argue, but I cut him off.“I don't trust your methods and I intend to fix it,” I said calmly, making him stare in shock.He tried to explain. “Damon, I can assure you that we’ve done everything we can to…”I cut him off. “I believe I was clear on my terms. Maybe, I'll be