Entangled With The CEO Brothers

“What did you say?” I couldn’t believe my ears.

Mellisa was silent, her face hard. She looked at me quietly, those eyes hiding a lot of things I couldn’t figure out.

“Actually, your father instructed me to do it.” She paused and barely tugged at the corner of her mouth, “You’re still not used to calling him Dad, are you?”

“Indeed I’m not used to it.” I replied, looking down, “I never felt like that was my dad. Even Jacob, who grew up beating me and scolding me, I still call him dad off the top of my head. As for Chairman Ethan …”

Until now, I’ve only been able to call him “Chairman”.

“I understand.” Mellisa’s gaze softened, “We owe you so much.”

“You don’t owe me anything.” I said, “You should think about how much you owe Anne. That’s a life! How can you guys …”

“Do you think I want to do this kind of poison?” She was so agitated that even her breath caught, “I know it was a life, too, and besides, even if there was a fault between the adults, the child was innocent, and I can still tell the difference!”

She took a deep breath, “Originally I didn’t want to use this kind of means against my sister … But I don’t know why, this is the idea Ethan gave me. It’s incredible, isn’t it? He actually wanted me to kidnap his daughter! With what I know about Ethan, this is never that simple.”

“What the hell is going on?” The more I listened, the less I understood.

But the only answer she gave me was to shake her head.

She said she didn’t understand it either, and that Ethan had his reasons for everything he did, that he didn’t need to let anyone else know too much, that everyone else just had to do what they were told.

If he didn’t say anything, Mellisa didn’t dare ask.

And she hated Stella so much at the time that she got carried away with the whole thing in a moment of haunting. Anne was kidnapped and even later ripped off, and I saw it all with my own eyes, lied about it and blended in with The Lynch Family, and got tangled up with Cameron …

Turns out everything was meant to be.

I smiled woodenly. Mellisa was still following me closely and asked me, “Laura, just talk to Cameron, okay? We, The Lynch Family, can’t be ruined in his hands like this!”

I went straight up the stairs, waving at her with my back turned. I was tired, my head was spinning, and I didn’t know what to do about the road ahead.

Sunny was sleeping soundly in her cot, Yasmin had stewed bird’s nest and red dates, I scooped up a bowl and before I could bring it to my mouth, my cell phone kept vibrating again.

It was Patrick’s call. “Laura,” his voice was a little urgent once he picked up, “is Cameron really going to screw up like this?”

“What happened?” I had a bad feeling in the back of my mind.

“Nothing major.” He said, “Just heard from his assistant that he’s planning on acquiring two other businesses, and the executives of those two businesses are friends with The Lynch Family. I’m just worried about him, what if these people aren’t happy and join forces to try to bring him down? When the wall falls, he won’t even have a helper by his side. Besides …”

“Besides what?”

“Besides, whether he actually has that much strength, have you thought about this?”

I bit my lips tightly, for a long time, and said softly, “This I have not doubted … Cameron is not a bluffing person, since he has these big actions, it means that he has made all preparations. But you’re right, now it is afraid that those people are not willing to join forces to fix him.”

Patrick was silent for a long time, “Can you persuade him?”

I was dumbfounded.

Why does everyone think I can talk him down? If my words had worked so well, I’m afraid Cameron and I wouldn’t have gotten this far.

I’m afraid there’s no place for anyone else in Cameron’s heart right now.

I sighed softly, and in order to reassure Patrick, I could only reluctantly agree.

Cameron didn’t come back too early in the evening.

It was almost midnight when I heard a not-so-small movement at the front door, followed by the sound of his heavy, stumbling footsteps. I hurried over and smelled the odor of alcohol in the living room.

“Have you been drinking?” I held him up.

He pulled his jacket off casually and tossed it aside, ripping off his tie, even as his shirt buttons fell apart two at a time. Then carelessly responded, “Well, I had a social engagement tonight and drank a little too much.”

“Pour you a glass of honey water.”

“Laura!”

He yanked on me with a force that caught me off guard. I fell violently into his arms, his strong arms encircling my torso, one hand probing into the collar of my shirt.

“Don’t …,” a rush of heat shot through my body, stopping him from continuing.

Cameron didn’t take offense, his torched gaze locked on me with a hint if a smirk on his face. He was flushed and in a good mood, and it looked like tonight’s socializing was half the battle for him.

“I’m happy today.” His thin lips gently swept over my forehead, low hoarse voice twining in the ear, “Really … happy. The Lynch Family those allies are better dealt with than I imagined, a little small favor, they were subdued… …”

“Laura, it’s been a long time since we’ve been together, hasn’t it?”

My cheeks burned and my heart pounded.

Shouldn’t I say something to him while he’s happy?

He wrapped his arms around me a little tighter, his hot breath wrapped in his unique scent of testosterone spraying over my lips, the nape of my neck, my collarbone … He pressed me up against the wall, his lips traveling all the way down, and I couldn’t help but press down on his head, letting his face bury itself in my breasts and rub them together, and I burned to the core of my desire for him in that moment.

“Make me a baby.” His voice seemed to sink into a hot spring, “Laura … I said you can only have my child! Give me a child … just like, just as cute as Sunny, and it better be a girl too, because I’ll be tough on my son.”

“I clearly remember you saying before that you wanted a son.” I looked at him.

“That was before,” he laughed, “but after meeting Sunny, I like her so much … I want a daughter too.”

My nose flared and my heart flooded with sadness. It was rare to see such a gentle Cameron, and I wished that this moment would freeze into eternity.

How could I ever give him another child, we were brother and sister.

I barely tugged at the corners of my mouth, snapping back to Patrick’s words, so I asked him tentatively, “Cameron, do you … have to make The Lynch Family, a million times worse?”

His hand stopped for a moment, slowly raised his head, and the warmth in his eyes cooled a little.

“What do you mean by that?”

I licked my lips, “I’m afraid you’ll take things too far.”

“You don’t think, even now, that I shouldn’t be desperate with them, do you?”

“Cameron …” I said in a low voice, “I can understand the resentment in your heart, in my place, it is impossible to choose to forgive … but I just advise you to be more careful in everything. The Lynch Family is, after all, a hundred-footed insect that dies but never falls down! Even if they are momentarily suppressed by you, their connections and power in the shopping mall are not just gone! You are also surnamed Lynch, you grew up in The Lynch Family, what kind of people are your father and Carter, are you still not clear?”

He was silent and didn’t say anything, the shadowy shadow in the bottom of his eyes gathering more and more intensity.

“I don’t know much about the mall,” I took a deep breath, “but I think you’re being overly aggressive!”

“Oh, radical?” He suddenly sneered in the middle of the day, “So tell me, what should I do? Let them go?”

A sudden sharp, fierce light flashed in Cameron’s eyes, “Laura, what are you trying to say? Letting The Lynch Family off the hook is just a front, letting Carter off the hook is the real deal, isn’t it?”

“You …,” my heart hangs in my throat, and for a moment I can’t speak.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

He was misunderstanding me and Carter again!

In his heart, Carter seems to be a hurdle that he can never get over. First he thought Sunny was Carter’s child, and then he suspected that everything I did had something to do with Carter.

“You have deep feelings for him Laura!” he gritted his teeth and turned into a vicious beast, “Then I also tell you … that the more you are like this, the more I won’t let them go! I’m going to make you see what happens to them with your own eyes, and you watch carefully with your eyes wide open how Carter dies!”

Cameron yanked hard and I was dragged into the bedroom where he pinned me down hard on the big bed and tore at my clothes like crazy. The slightest resistance from me was met with a slap landing hard on my cheek and a taste of blood in my mouth.

He turned me over and pressed my face into the pillow, I couldn’t breathe at all, but I didn’t dare to scream, I was afraid of disturbing Sunny who was sleeping in the room next to me, but my silence made him even more wantonly wild, every move he made was like he was deliberately hurting me, deliberately trying to make noise out of me, and deliberately letting the whole world know how lowly this woman lying under him was.

“Cameron …” I vocalized with difficulty, “No …”

“No?” He was on top of me, his lips on my ear, his fingers sliding from my earlobe all the way down to my waist, “You used to say that all the time, you yelled it, but which time didn’t you get so good that your legs went weak?”

“Comfortable?” He slammed two fingers in and I yelped, my body shuddering involuntarily.

“Sure is still the same as before!” His laughter was full of contempt, his fingers kept moving faster and faster, his other hand choking me, “Scream! Do you want it now? Heh … Laura, I’d love to show Carter what a bitch you look like right now!”

I was tossed around by him, my body was soft, my eyes were starry, humiliation was dead in my throat, but my body was surging with an unspeakable feeling … This feeling matched the missing corner of my heart, these two years without Cameron, it was as if I had lived as a walking corpse, yet now, it was as if I had come to life.

I unconsciously leaned towards him. Since my back was to him, I arched my back and rubbed myself against him like a kitten stretching. Cameron’s movements suddenly stopped, followed by a big push, and flipped me over again, with my front facing him, as he slowly pressed down on me …

“No, Cameron,” I said, tears pouring out of my eyes uncontrollably, “We can’t …”

He looked at me coldly, the haze under his eyes growing more and more terrifying, suddenly his hand rose high and he hit me with a hard slap that made me dizzy.

“Why can’t we? Want to guard Carter’s body? Heh!” He presses down on my leg, hysterical, “Laura, I want you today!”

“No!”

Cameron didn’t care and moved roughly, but just then I heard movement outside. I tensed up instantly and struggled with all my might to push him away.

The sound outside was very soft, but then I thought it might be mother-daughter telepathy. I sensed that something was going to happen to Sunny, and I pushed Cameron away like crazy and opened the door to go out, only to see Sunny climb up to the stairway, wobble a few times, and roll down like a ball with a thud …

At that moment my whole heart was pulled up.

After she rolled down, there was a muffled thud, and her head hit the corner of the stairs and broke a gash, with blood pouring out. I was scared out of my wits, screaming and running over, holding her in my arms and calling her name over and over again, but she went in with her eyes closed, her face white, and her body kept convulsing.

Cameron helped me take her to the hospital with him, and outside the emergency room, I was fidgeting, my heart hanging in the air, as if I were walking in darkness, a deep sense of dread wrapping me from head to toe.

“She’s going to be okay.” Cameron’s hand rests on my shoulder.

I jumped away like a reflex, shrieking and pushing him so hard he stumbled against the wall.

“Get out and stay away from me!” I blamed him for all of Sunny’s fall down the stairs, “If it wasn’t for you … I wouldn’t have had time to take care of Sunny and she wouldn’t have climbed out and fallen to the bottom of the stairs! It’s all your fault!”

I squatted down and wrapped my hands around myself, my body shaking uncontrollably. At that time I was really scared, Sunny is my life, if anything happens to her, how am I going to live?

When I carried her to the hospital, she couldn’t move anymore, blood gurgling out of her head.

“If something really happens to Sunny,” I raised my eyes and looked hard at Cameron, “I won’t let you … go I won’t let you go!”

At this time the door to the emergency room suddenly opened, “Who is the child’s family?”

I rushed over with an arrow step.

The doctor looked at me, his tone was urgent, “The child is too young, injured his forehead, lost too much blood, and needs a timely blood transfusion. But currently our hospital has insufficient stock of this blood type, I’m afraid it will be too late if we transfer it from another hospital’s blood bank.”

“What blood type is she?” Cameron stepped forward and asked.

“Just regular type A, not panda blood.”

“I can!” I shouted hurriedly, “I’m blood type A. My daughter is like me, I can transfuse her!”

“That won’t work.” The doctor frowned.

“Why?”

“Blood transfusions between immediate family members can result in a severe transfusion reaction called transfusion-associated graft-versus-host disease. The probability of occurrence is low, but when it happens, the mortality rate is nearly 100%. The child is too young and has a weak resistance, the probability of incidence may be on the high side, I don’t dare to take this risk.”

I was stupefied, all of a sudden I was lost in thought, my legs were weak and I almost fell over.

Cameron held me up. He puts one arm silently around my shoulder and nods gently at me.

“I’ll give Sunny a blood transfusion.” He whispered, “I’m type O. Isn’t type O the universal blood type? So it’s no problem for me to transfuse her!”

“No way!” I stopped him violently.

I stared at him in a daze, my hands shaking, my lips trembling, wanting to say something to him, but I couldn’t say anything.

“What are you doing?” Anger bubbled in Cameron’s eyes, “I’m giving your daughter a blood transfusion and you’re stopping me?”

“No, you can’t have a transfusion!” I yelled.

“There’s always a reason, right?”

“No reason, just no!”

Cameron glares at me for a long moment, incredulity in those anger-filled eyes.

I bite my lip and make no argument. “In short …” I take a deep breath, “you just can’t give Sunny a blood transfusion … I’ll find another way. ”

“Unbelievable!”

Cameron angrily throws this down, turns and strides away.