All Chapters of As the Fake Heiress Rose to Power, the CEO Falls Apart: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The incident dealt a heavy blow to the Harlow family. Stock prices plummeted, and the company was in complete chaos. Jerome had been running around from morning till night, overwhelmed and exhausted. To make matters worse, his wife kept clinging to him, begging desperately. "Darling, it's been so long already. You have to think of a way to get Yvonne out of there!" "What can I possibly do?!" Jerome slammed the table in frustration, his face dark with anger. "Who knew she would do something so foolish? And now, look at what happened. Stellar is the true heiress of the Rivers family. “Of all people to offend, she just had to go after them! Do you really think the Rivers family will let this slide?" The moment he found out Stellar was actually the Rivers family's daughter, regret nearly consumed him. If he had known earlier, he would have played it smart—kept her in the family and let her grow up under their roof. It was just another mouth to feed, nothing more. And i

The next day, after spending most of her time at the research institute, it was finally time for her meeting with Stephen. With the prepared documents in hand, Stellar headed to their agreed location. Pushing open the door, she was surprised to find herself in an underwater restaurant. A domed ceiling arched overhead, and curved glass walls surrounded the space, allowing the deep blue sea to stretch out before her. Sea turtles, whales, flounders, and countless other fish she couldn’t name drifted effortlessly above her, creating a mesmerizing, dreamlike scene. It felt as if she had stepped into an entirely different world beneath the ocean, leaving her momentarily spellbound. "You really do like it." A deep, magnetic voice rang out from nearby. Turning her head, Stellar met Stephen’s gaze—dark, steady, and unreadable. In that instant, she recalled the message he had sent the night before, casually asking if she liked the ocean and marine life. At the time, she hadn’t

In the past, Percy would never have allowed Stellar to step foot in a place like this. And back then, she had always been obedient, never doing anything that displeased him. But look at her now—without him, she had completely changed. Was this who she really was all along? The thought only made his expression darken further. Stellar frowned in disgust at his words. "Do yourself a favor and watch your mouth. You wouldn’t want to stink up the place." She used to think his overbearing possessiveness was a form of love. Looking back now, it was nothing more than his own narrow-minded, self-righteous arrogance. And now that they had nothing to do with each other, what right did he have to interfere? Percy was seething. Beside him, Chris finally spoke up, unable to stay quiet any longer. "Come on, Stellar, don’t be ungrateful. Percy still cares enough to keep you in check. You should be thanking him and getting back where you belong." His tone was laced with condescens

"I think she’s changed. She won’t respond to pressure anymore. You need to show real sincerity if you want even the slightest chance of winning her back.""You think I haven’t tried? I’ve bought her flowers, jewelry—everything."Percy’s glare was sharp as a knife. "Don’t waste my time with useless advice."Chris shuddered but forced himself to continue."If you’re going to give her something, make sure it actually matters to her. Think about what she used to want and really cared about. You need to hit the mark…"Percy fell into deep thought.His gaze drifted back to Stellar’s side of the room—just in time to see Keith raising his glass at him with a smug, taunting look.His blood boiled. Grabbing a bottle of liquor, he tilted it back and took a long swig.He swore that no matter what it took, he would find a way to get Stellar back.…Meanwhile, the alcohol was starting to hit Stellar, warmth creeping up her face as a rosy flush spread across her cheeks."I’m done drinking," she mutte

"She’s drunk." Stephen handed Stellar over to Mary without another word and turned to leave. Mary finally understood that Stephan had brought Stellar home out of kindness. She quickly called after him, gratitude in her voice. "Thank you, Mr. Ward." Stephen walked back to his own villa, but an unshakable frustration lingered in his chest, like a weight pressing down on him. He stepped onto the terrace, letting the cold night air wash over him, yet it did nothing to settle his mood. Feeling Irritated, he pulled out his phone and dialed Shane’s number. The call connected quickly. "Hey," Stephen’s voice was low. "Got time? Come have a drink with me." A beat of silence, then Shane’s exasperated voice came through. "Seriously, man? Have you already forgotten? I’m still in Ashfield recovering! How am I supposed to drink with you—through a screen?" Stephen said nothing. Shane, sensing something was off, narrowed his eyes. "Wait a second… Why do you sound so down? Don