All Chapters of Contract With The Age Gap Billionaire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Like a warning bell, the shattering sound reverberated throughout the enormous halls. As they hurried towards the disturbance, Nathan's hold on Anita's wrist became more firm. The tension coiling in Anita's gut like a snake poised to strike made her heart race.The sight below chilled her when they arrived at the grand staircase. Anita initially didn't recognise the man who was being restrained by security personnel, but Harry stood in the centre of the room with a sly grin. Then realisation struck her like a kick to the stomach. Once a faithful executive of Grant Enterprises, Ronald Carter was now yelling bloody murder."Nathan, you sold us out!" Ronald screamed as he fought the guards. There was betrayal and desperation in his voice. "You gave the wolves everything! Are you even aware of your actions? Anita sensed the strain in Nathan's hand, but his face was still unreadable. Despite his best efforts to remain calm, Ronald's remarks unsettled him. "What on earth are you

The cool evening wind brushed Anita's skin as she stood at the big window, staring out into the expansive estate grounds with an unfocused gaze. She sensed the tension in the air and heard the gentle rustle of the leaves, but it didn't matter. Now everything seemed so far away. One question that she was unable to avoid filled her thoughts. Had Nathan really choose her, or had he just been a pawn in a game that was much bigger than them both?In a flashback, she recalled the events of the previous few hours, including Nathan's icy, cunning behaviour in the boardroom and his steely resolve in responding to Sebastian Blackwood's ultimatum. Without hesitation, he had signed the documents, revealing his confidence, the one thing Anita had tried so hard to keep safe. The crack between them was deeper than she had thought, and she could feel it in every part of her body now."I didn't expect you to be here," he said, his voice low but thick with unsaid words, as the study door creaked

That night, the Grant Enterprises hallways were quiet, a far cry from the explosive altercation that had just upset the delicate equilibrium of the family. On the edge of the storm, while Nathan and Anita were engaged in their own conflict, a secret that had been rotting in the dark for too long was poised to emerge.Standing in the dim light of a private lounge hidden away in one of the estate's less-visited wings, Stacy Bennett, small and beautiful in her own right, was playing with a delicate silver pendant that had once belonged to her mother, its glint reminding her tonight that family secrets were not meant to be buried, and she knew that the day of reckoning had come.Stacy was startled out of her daydream by the buzzing of her phone in the background music. A message from an unidentified number appeared on the screen, along with the eerie phrase, "Your truth is about to be unveiled." Her heartbeat accelerated. She had been playing the part of Harry's ideal accomplice for y

The warehouse's heated atmosphere had hardly settled following the unexpected entrance when a figure emerged from the shadows. The weak light revealed a face that everyone had trusted: Nathan's closest confidant, Marcus. His presence, once a symbol of commitment and unwavering support, has now sent shockwaves of betrayal throughout the group. Nathan's eyes, still filled with unresolved rage, fastened on Marcus. "Marcus? "What are you doing here?" he demanded, his voice booming across the cold concrete walls.Marcus' normally serene countenance was inscrutable as he took a tentative step forward. "Nathan, I… I had to come," he murmured, his voice wavering between regret and something deeper. His gaze flashed across the room, as if considering his words carefully. "I know you all believe I'm on your side, but the truth… the truth is far more complicated." Stacy's heart beat as she cast a suspicious glance at Gregor. Patricia still held Harry's encrypted drive. "Complicated ho

In the midst of the turmoil, the chilly, inconsistent light of emergency lamps flickered over the corridor littered with trash. In Nathan's ears, his heart beat like a war drum, each beat reflecting the chaos within. Though the group had been forced dispersed in the ensuing chaos, the secret room had been accessible—a promise of safety and secrets. The importance of their task became horrifyingly evident as cries and muffled fights echoed across the warehouse.Nathan stumbled forward, his forehead a mixture of perspiration and blood. Anger at the betrayal, dread of the unidentified enemy, and a desperate need for Anita—the ray of hope in the midst of the storm—were all swirling about in his mind. Every action he performed was a conflict between his urge to recover the love that had once defined him and his obligation to preserve his legacy. He rounded a corner and almost bumped into Gregor, who was dragging a fallen metal object out of a small opening. Gregor shouted out, "Nath