Semua Bab The New Boss Is My Husband: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Arrienne’s POVI could still feel Jace’s cold stare long after he had left me standing in the dimly lit office. The air felt heavy, thick with unspoken accusations and doubts that tore at my chest.How had we come to this? When did love turn into suspicion?I clenched my fists. No. I wouldn't let this destroy us. I wouldn't let someone rip apart the life we had fought so hard to build.But the deeper question remained. Who was framing me? And why?I glanced down at the financial records again, my heart pounding. The signatures were flawless—too flawless. Whoever did this knew me. Knew my habits, my writing style.And if they knew me this well… they were close.Too close.Jace’s POVI stood outside the office, leaning against the wall, my head throbbing with confusion.I wanted to believe Arrienne. I needed to believe her. But every shred of logic screamed otherwise. The forged signatures. The secret calls. The transfers.And yet… her eyes. That look of raw, genuine betrayal when I que

Jace’s POVThe house felt different now. Colder. Heavier.The echoes of May’s betrayal lingered in every corner. No matter how many times I walked through these halls, I couldn't shake the shadow of her presence. She had been here—every day. Trusted. Respected. And all along, she’d been plotting to destroy me. To destroy us.I watched Arrienne from across the room. She stood by the window, arms wrapped around herself, her eyes distant as she watched Janna play in the garden. I knew that look. She was trying to hold it all together—for Janna, for me. But the cracks were there. I could see them."I should’ve seen it," I said quietly, breaking the silence.Arrienne didn’t look away from the window. "You trusted her."I shook my head. "And that trust almost cost me everything."Her gaze finally met mine, soft but edged with pain. "Trust isn’t weakness, Jace. It’s what makes you human."But that was just it. Humanity had been my downfall. I trusted too easily, gave loyalty too freely. And

Arrienne’s POVThe air between the three of us was heavy—thick with tension, suspicion, and something worse: betrayal.Jace’s eyes were cold, like stone, but beneath the surface, I could see the storm brewing. Confusion. Hurt. Rage.And Marcus… his face twisted with desperation, like a man clinging to the edge of a cliff, knowing the fall was inevitable.I wanted to believe Marcus. I needed to believe him. But the evidence—the footage, the whispers, the timing—how could I ignore it?Unless…Unless someone was controlling the game."I need the truth," I whispered. My voice was raw, shaking. "All of it."Marcus shook his head, his fists clenched. "I was in the archives. But I wasn’t there to leak anything. I was following someone."Jace’s jaw tightened. "Who?"Marcus looked between us, his gaze sharp. "May."Jace’s POVHer name struck me like lightning.May? The one person still holding the strings of this investigation? The one person I hadn’t suspected—because she’d been too close, to

Jace’s POVThe room felt colder. The walls tighter. Every breath I took was laced with doubt and rage.May’s eyes were sharp, but she didn’t step back."You’re hiding something," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "Aren’t you, May?"Her lips curled slightly, but the innocence was gone."What are you saying, Jace?" she asked softly. Sweetly. Too sweet.I clenched my fists. "I think you know."The door slammed open.Marcus stormed in, his face set and determined. In his hand was a flash drive."I have the proof," he said, his voice like steel.For a moment, the world stopped.May’s eyes flicked to the drive, and I saw it.Fear.Real fear.Arrienne’s POVHope.It was faint, but it pulsed through me like fire.Jace turned, his face pale but composed. He took the drive from Marcus, his fingers trembling.He connected it to his phone.Tension crackled in the air like electricity.And then—Footage.May.Forging signatures. Altering emails. Slipping fake evidence into Karen’s files.Betraya

Arrienne’s POVThe drive felt heavier than it should. Like it wasn’t just a piece of metal but a grenade, waiting to explode.Jace inserted it into his laptop, and the screen flickered to life. Files popped up—dozens of them. Some labeled innocently, others… not so much.One folder stood out: "Project Eclipse."I frowned. "What is that?"Jace didn’t answer. He just clicked it open.And what we saw made my heart stop.There were emails—hundreds of them. Messages between May and someone else. Anonymous. Cold. Ruthless.But one message chilled me to the bone."Phase two is ready. Once Marcus is taken down, Jace will be next."I covered my mouth, feeling sick."She… she was never working alone," I whispered.Jace’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists. "We’ve been playing checkers while they’ve been playing chess."And we were already losing.Marcus’s POVThe silence in my car felt suffocating. I drove with no destination, my mind spiraling.I couldn’t trust anyone.Not after what J