All Chapters of The Heir of My Enemy Is My Secret Lover.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 72: A Copy of Me"Sir… we’re not allowed to talk about Valerie," the maid replied, her voice trembling, her eyes avoiding Zen’s gaze. Before he could press further, she turned and tried to run, but he grabbed her arm, stopping her escape. "Let her go," Valmont, who had been watching the scene from a distance, intervened in an authoritative tone. "I’ll tell you in detail what you want to know. Just ask." He released the maid, who bolted from the room, leaving behind a trail of fear. "Then tell me," Zen said, turning to Valmont, his eyes fixed on him, demanding answers. "Sit down. What are you doing? Do you live just to terrify all the staff in this house? No one even likes to look at your face," Valmont said, crossing his arms, the irony clear in his voice. "Do you think I care? I know that man’s mistress might try to poison my mother. I have to keep all of them in line, making sure they know that if anything happens to her, they’ll all pay, one by one. And they’d better wa

Chapter 74That day was historic, but it went undocumented. Bayer had officially signed the ownership of Dimon’s companies behind closed doors, attended only by shareholders and investors. She was now more influential than ever. After a private lunch with the shareholders, by early afternoon, all Lavínia wanted was to return home.“You’re really not going to tell us where you’re living now?” Zara asked, visibly upset.“No, I’m not,” Lavínia replied as they headed toward the elevator.“Why do I feel like you’re hiding something?” Zara muttered.“What do you mean? I’m just taking care of my safety. Everyone knows you two are my assistants, so people might think where you are, I’ll be too. And they’ve tried to kill me plenty of times already.”“True... Well, take care of yourself, but at least give us the address. I promise we won’t tell anyone.”“Relax. Where I’m staying...” Lavínia paused, her lips pressing together thoughtfully. “I believe I’m safe,” she remarked before stepping out o

Chapter 76: The Cultivated Hatred"How do you even know where this woman is if she doesn’t even show up at the company she owns?" Zen asked, disbelief evident in his voice."Indeed, but recently Mr. R shared a lot of information with me, and I’ve been investigating. Of the three of us, he’s the only one who’s seen Mrs. Bayer in person, and she has two right-hand people.""Are they in the company?""And you know them well: Samuel and Zara.""Lavinia’s assistants?" he asked, the realization dawning on him."Exactly. From what I’ve heard, Samuel was one of the few assistants who worked well alongside Mrs. Bayer, and Zara has been one of her best friends since she started her business. They were always around Mrs. Bayer.""Strange... doesn’t Lavinia know Mrs. Bayer?""I don’t know what their connection is. I’m trying to dig up something about your girlfriend, but there doesn’t seem to be much besides a messy marriage that no one really knows how it ended.""Pretty badly, I’d say, consider

Chapter 78:When Zen opened his eyes, it was still the middle of the night. The world seemed to spin in a slow vortex, like a misaligned carousel. With blurred vision, he spotted Lavínia asleep beside him, serene amidst his inner turmoil. His thoughts, however, were far from that room. Fixed on the figure of Mrs. Bayer, a mixture of pity and determination consumed him.Minutes passed as he battled the urge to stay there. Restless, he jumped out of bed and headed toward the kitchen. The door creaked softly, waking Lavínia. Her large, expressive eyes gazed at him in the dim light. She hadn’t been able to sleep either. A sigh escaped her lips, revealing a restlessness that mirrored his. Ever since she saw him come home, stained with blood, a question had been hammering in her mind. Had he visited the patient? The possibility haunted her, fueling a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The last time he’d come back bloodied, he had no injuries, making her wonder if he had done something wrong

Chapter 80"You're quite late!" Zara asserted in a restrained voice, a hint of disdain flickering in her eyes. At the same time, Lavínia slammed the car door harder than necessary, trying to mask her agitation. Zen, who had already stepped out through the other door, watched her with an ironic smile while she glared at him, as if silently asking what he was doing."We're working together. Besides, what's there to hide? I just found you on the road and offered you a ride—you looked like you were having a really bad day," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Turning his back, he walked away as if he were being punished for something. However, he suddenly turned back, as if remembering something important."Don't you dare slam the car door like that again. Remember, it's borrowed," he warned, twirling the keys with an air of superiority, catching the disdainful look Lavínia shot him."Then buy your own with the bonus you got," she muttered through clenched teeth, her voice laced wit