Semua Bab As the Fake Heiress Rose to Power, the CEO Falls Apart: Bab 331 - Bab 340

Seated in the center of the private lounge’s plush sofa was none other than Edwin—the very man Suzy had broken things off with not long ago. On either side of him sat two women, both striking in their own way, leaning in close with flirty smiles as they fawned over him. "Mr. Rivers, you really can hold your liquor," one of them giggled, raising her glass. "I’ve never met a CEO as handsome as you," the other added, inching even closer.Edwin didn’t seem the least bit bothered by the attention. Suzy frowned in disgust and turned to leave but Axel blocked her path. "What’s wrong, Suzy? Come on in! Don’t keep my friends waiting." He gave her shoulder a firm push, leading her into the room and right up to Edwin. From the moment she stepped in, Edwin’s gaze locked onto her. His eyes briefly darkened as they landed on Axel’s hand resting on her shoulder. Axel, oblivious to the tension, grinned and turned to Edwin. "Mr. Rivers, let me introduce you, this is my friend Suzy Walsh

Suzy hadn’t expected to walk in on this scene when she came looking for Suzy. Her steps slowed, eyes flicking between the two of them with a mix of surprise and suspicion."What are you two doing in Suzy’s place?"Both froze at once.Edwin instinctively let go, taking two steps back to compose himself.Julian straightened his collar. "Uh... I’ll go get changed.”With that, he turned and headed back inside.Edwin’s gaze darkened as he watched Julian walk upstairs like he belonged there. His hand clenched at his side, veins bulging under his skin."Uncle Edwin..."Stellar had seen enough to understand exactly what was going on.She bent down, picked up the bouquet of roses from the floor, and raised an eyebrow at him. "Didn’t you used to swear that you’re going to be a lifelong bachelor, not the kind to ever settle down for anyone? So, what’s this supposed to be, then?"Edwin’s expression stiffened.That comment hit like a boomerang, coming back to smack him square in the face. For o

Stephen got up and followed after her. "Let me help too."The two of them entered the kitchen one after the other.Mary was cooking, while Stellar helped wash the vegetables before handing them to Stephen to cut.As Stephen reached out to take them, his fingertips accidentally brushed against her pinky. It felt like a jolt of electricity ran through her limbs, leaving her whole body tingling.Stellar quickly pulled her hand back in a panic, her ears turning red.Stephen couldn't help but smile.The air between them felt sweet and charged with tension.Outside the kitchen, Laurence and Martha had seen everything through the doorway. Their expressions grew increasingly serious."What do you think will happen if the two of them end up together?" Martha asked softly."No," Laurence replied flatly.Although the broken engagement was long behind them and Stephen had done more than enough to prove himself, earning back much of their goodwill, Laurence still shook his head."I still don't ag

The next day, Stellar finalized her new research direction.Once the clean-energy tech rolled into production, she assembled a fresh team under her lead and launched a new project group. She outlined the detailed plan to her colleagues, who not only admired her vision but quickly fell into step, getting preparations underway for phase one.With things relatively calm, she finally had a bit more free time.That afternoon, she headed home early, planning to swing by the market to pick up some things or supplements for her grandparents. After all, even Stephen knew how to choose gifts they liked—she couldn’t keep being the indifferent granddaughter with nothing to show.But just as she stepped outside, she froze.Stephen was there, tall and composed, clearly having waited for a while.Her heart tensed as she remembered the decision she made last night. Trying to stay calm, she walked over. “Senior, you’re not at the office today?”“I’m here for you.”His gaze locked on her, steady and

The thought left Stellar with a strange heaviness in her chest.“When… did you change the décor in here?” she asked, trying to sound casual.Stephen glanced at her, reading her expression carefully. Then, to her surprise, he asked, “You don’t like it?”She blinked, caught off guard. “Why would it matter if I do? It’s your place.”“I just wanted you to feel good every time you came over,” he said simply. “So, I looked up suggestions online and changed the style based on what people recommended.”Her eyes widened. “Wait, are you saying you did all of this yourself? The decorations, the setup, everything?”She could hardly picture Stephen—the cold and strict CEO—carefully arranging throw pillows or selecting warm-toned tablecloths.And the fact that he’d done it just to make her feel comfortable?“Yes,” he said, his gaze steady. “I thought you might like it.”Her heart gave an unsteady lurch.Where on earth had this man learned how to be so disarmingly thoughtful?He knew exactly how to