Married To A CEO. Omega
Chapter 106 - Eighty-Eight

Chapter 106: Chapter Eighty-Eight

LEO

I take in a deep breath and turn over my shoulder to look at Erwin leaning against the car and looking at me intently. There is a burning possessiveness in his eyes. He knows that I have to do something about this traitor of mine who is possibly involved with Jean. Someone who knows me too well... Someone I trust... But who? I will not know until I talk to Jean.

I enter the spacious lobby of the building. I never liked to visit Jean. I wrinkle my nose as I make my way up to Jean’s room. I got informed that Jean has come back to the company and so I am here to talk to him.

John has bought all the shares Jean held by blackmailing him. John dug out everything he could find about Jean. Even the matter that he got James out of jail illegally, we didn’t blackmail him with that since we already took care of that asshole.

I never knew Jean had so much dirt under his name. I knew that he had something but didn’t think that many things. He was a drug dealer. He had connections with mafias. He even smuggled money and whatnot. Well, I have connections with mafias too but it should be under wraps. No one should know.

Jean is leaving the company today and he has nothing to hold on to anymore. Not money, not his son, not Leon, not the Snow, and not even the traitor of mine. He is left with nothing today and I have made sure that he is completely defenseless when I strike. Erwin helped me. John helped me. I will thank them later when I get what I want.

My company.

I take in a deep breath and put a hand on my belly. It’s warm. My womb is swelled with Erwin’s child and there is a chance that this is a twin. A small smile spreads across my face at the thought that I am at last gonna have a peaceful life. With my husband and my kids. But before that, I have to push through the black stainless door before me and confront the reason for my endless struggle.

My fingers tighten around the doorknob before pushing through it. I don’t bother knocking as the office no longer belongs to Jean. I pause a little when I see Jean going around the room and looking for something so desperately as if his life depends on it. There is a crazed look on his face and it’s making my whole body knot with tension.

"Jean." I try to attract his attention toward me as I walk into the room.

However Jean is too hooked on finding that unknown thing. He doesn’t even notice that I walked in and now calling his name.

"Jean," I call, this time more firmly and curtly.

Jean’s head snaps in my direction and his movements stall. "O-Oh Leo." He jests with a menacing smile, my whole body rolls at his gesture and I have this urge to vomit at his face but I keep my desire in check. "When did you come here?" His whole body turns in my direction and he takes a few steps toward me, his hand sprawled to his sides welcomingly.

"Seat," I order as I take a seat on his coach, my legs crossed, "We have something to talk about."

"So you are going to save me, Leo?" A small spark of hope ignites in his eyes. I so dearly hate that look in his eyes. "You came here to lend me money right?" He hurriedly takes the couch across from me.

"I don’t know what you are talking about Jean." I shake my head slightly, my expression stoic, "I am here to talk about the traitor you have up my ass."

Jean’s eyes darken instantly and the glint in his eyes is almost primal, "So you wanted to talk about that." He scoffs, "But before that, let me ask you something, Leo. You killed James didn’t you?" He leans in and hisses.

I blink and I almost have to battle with my inner self from laughing. "What are you talking about, Jean?" I tilt my head, "Isn’t James in jail?"

"Don’t act coy with me, Leo." Jean bites out, his jaw clenched and veins bulging on his forehead. He is almost looking like an animal. "I know that your goddamned husband and you were involved in James’s murder."

"I really have no idea what you are talking about Jean." I sneer, "I think all those drugs and alcohol have twisted your mind beyond healing. You need to see the doctor. James is alive and is in jail. Away from me and you. For his own good." I continue to act oblivious.

"Fuck it, Leo!" Jean growls and slaps the coffee table placed between us, meanwhile, I am making myself comfortable on the couch. "I know that James was murdered by your man. How dare you?!" But then He pauses and a look of understanding crosses his face, "Wait, wait, how do you know that I take drugs? You are the one who blackmailed me, aren’t you?"

This time I actually laugh, "Ha ha, oh uncle you are so dumb that you still didn’t understand the fact that I was the mastermind behind the blackmail and yes," I look at him in the eyes, amusement and contentment dancing in my eyes madly, "I was the one to kill James too."

Lies. They are all lies. Erwin did all that. But Jean has no business knowing that Erwin is the one who battled and won the war for me. I was doing nothing but using him. He is my queen and I am his king. He will do anything I tell him to and it goes the same for me too. I will do anything if it’s for me.

"You son of a bitch!" Jean roars, he’s eyes are wide and red with anger and this is the sight I enjoy the most and he knows that too. "How dare you! How dare you kill my son! How dare you to blackmail me!"

"Hah." I scoff and roll my eyes, a smirk playing at the corner of my lips, "You ask, ’How dare I’? Let me tell you, Jean, I dare to do so much that you can’t even imagine. And yes I am a son of a bitch but didn’t you fucked that bitch too? What if I am your son?"

Yes, this is the truth. Jean had some unspeakable relationship with my mother and my father was aware of it but he didn’t raise his voice against his brother and let things flow their way. But then my mother got pregnant with me and as Jean and her relationship was illegitimate, they never wanted me. But then the doctor said that it was too late for abortion and if she still tried then it could bring deathly consequences. As Ketty didn’t want to lose her life she didn’t abort me.

This is the reason that I was the most unfavored and unlikeable child in that family. They loathed me as they could see their deeds reflected on my face. To think I was raped by my own half-brother and the whole family was hooked on marrying me off to him..., the lone thought of it makes me sick out of my wits.

I recently got to know about this information from my father who seemed to be extremely frustrated by my mother’s behavior. My mother is almost behaving like a whore and my father is a typical classy man. So he came to my office a week ago and asked me for help.

I couldn’t just spit at the miserable face of his. That man ever acknowledged me as his son and now that he has nowhere to go he is coming crawling to my feet. What a hypocrite.

Jean’s face falls at the remark and his eyes narrow at me, "How do you know about this? Who told you?"

"Louis told me." I swing my arm in the air leisurely, "He told me just how you fucked my mother out of her mind and impregnated her with me."

"Don’t you dare talk about your mother and me that way." Jean’s voice is a low growl, a dangerous

"I will do it as many times as I want." I bark back at him, "It’s my choice how I talk about you filthy fuckers."

"You motherfucker." Jean rises from his coach and directly goes for my throat. Jean hoovers over me and wraps his fingers around my throat, squeezing it tightly.

I knew that Jean was going to be violent but didn’t think it was coming this soon. As I didn’t see this coming Jean gets the upper hand. My vision goes black for a moment as the oxygen cuts short in my throat. My lungs burn as he attempts to snap my neck. I regain control of my limbs with some difficulty and then kick directly at his balls.