All Chapters of There's No Turning Back: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

Theodore's sharp eyebrows lifted slightly. Harvey was clearly putting on a pitiful act for Elara!Just moments ago, when Harvey was under the influence of the drug, he had been arrogant and aggressive—ready to tear Theodore apart. Yet now, he looked utterly wretched standing before Elara.A disdainful chuckle escaped Theodore's lips."Mr. Fisher, why don't you explain to everyone what happened? How did Niamh end up unconscious? Did you remove her clothes?"He wanted Harvey to admit, in his own words, the scheme he and Niamh had plotted.If Theodore and Elara exposed Harvey directly, it would only give him room to maneuver and counterattack. Instead, they wanted to see how Harvey would handle the mess he'd created."No!"Harvey denied it immediately. "Niamh was drugged—she tore off her own clothes and kept trying to force herself on me! I had to knock her out!"His anxious gaze darted to Elara, desperate to gauge her reaction. The last thing he wanted was for her to think he'd b

Elara found herself perplexed—was Harvey deliberately asking such foolish questions?"You're the CEO of Fisher Corp. You have countless ways to exonerate yourself. I know perfectly well which is easier—destroying you or destroying Niamh."When Harvey shifted all the blame onto Niamh, Elara had her own calculations. If she had exposed both Harvey and Niamh as co-conspirators then and there, she would have forced them onto the same side.Since Harvey wanted to ruin Niamh's reputation, she would let him do the dirty work first. The thought of Niamh being permanently silenced wasn't entirely unpleasant."Harvey, just try pulling another underhanded trick on Theodore again!"A bleak, mirthless laugh escaped Harvey's lips. His cuffs were soaked crimson, yet Elara hadn't shown an ounce of concern. She hadn't even granted him a glance."You may protect Theodore, but I know your heart still leans toward me!" Harvey's words seemed more for his own ears than hers.Elara probably avoided lo

Elara hurriedly said, "Goodnight."On the other end of the line, Leonard hung up. Setting her phone down, Elara turned to Theodore and pinched his cheek.To her surprise, his skin was so firm she couldn't get a proper grip. When she tried to pinch his cheek, there was barely any flesh to grab.Theodore tilted his face up, causing her fingers to land on his chin instead—making it look like she was harassing some innocent man."When did I bully the elderly? And Mr. Fisher isn't that much older than you! If he's old, what does that make you?"Theodore caught her slender wrist and nuzzled his face into her palm like an affectionate cat. He then said, "I'm in my prime—full of vigor and vitality! Leonard's always in that wheelchair, frail as can be!"His eyes sparkled like tempting black grapes as he suddenly turned apologetic."Did I interrupt your call with Leo? Sorry, I won't do it again! I just missed talking to you too much!"Elara chuckled again. "Don't be jealous of Mr. Fisher

"It's all over Capitol! You and Niamh took some drugs at Jones Group and carried on shamelessly!"Look! Every group chat I'm in is flooded with videos and photos of you two!"Ethel thrust her phone in Harvey's face. He saw it immediately—images and clips of a bruised Niamh collapsed on the floor circulating across countless group chats.Some guests lingering outside the door must have secretly recorded the scene. These weren't just random spectators but established elites, lending credibility to the footage.By now, the materials had been forwarded too many times to trace their origin. Niamh dominated most frames, with Harvey only appearing blurrily in a few shots.He returned the phone. "I'll have my team clarify that nothing happened between Niamh and me."Ethel exhaled in relief. "Thank heavens you didn't actually tangle with that mannish creature! So many elite daughters in Capitol would kill to become Mrs. Fisher!"Hmph, the members of the Jones family aren't even fit to po

"Wah!" Beau burst into loud sobs, his cries weak but desperate."I want Mommy! Daddy! I only want my mommy!"Harvey's handsome face froze over with icy detachment. Without another word to Beau, he turned and left the children's room.When the door closed behind him, Beau's wailing became muffled.…Harvey returned to his bedroom, but even in the quiet emptiness, he still couldn't catch his breath. A cold sensation crept up from his feet.Striding to the walk-in closet, he yanked open every drawer. He pulled out ties, watches, cufflinks, and pins, scattering them across the floor.Did Elara give him this one? Did she buy him that? Frustration crept in as he realized he couldn't remember.The gifts from business associates stood out clearly in his memory, but he couldn't distinguish which items came from Elara versus his stylist. With growing dismay, Harvey realized he'd never properly looked at any present from Elara—not even once.Now he couldn't recall which accessories were