Devilish secretary - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Chapter 208 Fear
The papers Bria gave him were lies. They were made to trap him. Everything had been planned carefully, cleverly. Sebastian had set him up. And Nyom had fallen into the trap without even seeing it.

He had signed papers, sent messages, and moved money, thinking he was safe. But he wasn’t. Every move he made was now being used against him.

And the worst part? It was his name on everything. Bria had vanished. She didn’t answer his calls. Maybe she was scared too. Or maybe she was part of the plan.

Now, Nyom couldn’t do anything. He was stuck. Every phone call, every account, every step watched. His money was frozen. His company was dying.

He was no longer the strong, clever man people feared. He was just a suspect. Someone being investigated for lying, cheating, and trying to destroy a company.

And Sebastian..That quiet man with cold eyes and perfect suits he had done all this without making a sound. He didn’t yell. He didn’t fight back loudly. He waited. He planned. And when the time was right, he struck. Now Nyom was the one suffering. The one trapped.

Nyom slammed his fist on the desk, his face red with anger. He had made a huge mistake.

He had thought Sebastian was weak.

But now… he was the one falling.

His face twisted even more, becoming uglier with each passing second. His forehead was wet with sweat, his jaw clenched tight, and his eyes full of rage. But deep inside that anger, there was fear—cold, creeping fear. Because it wasn’t just this trap that destroyed him.

No.

Because of this one mistake, Nyom had been forced to pause all his illegal side operations…secret businesses he had hidden behind fake companies and silent investors. Those dark dealings were already under watch, with whispers and questions rising among the investigation teams. He had been careful, hiding every thread, staying quiet. But now? Now the spotlight was on him.

Because of one wrong move.

Because he believed Bria.

Because he underestimated Sebastian.

Now, everything was crashing down.

And it all started the moment he leaked the fake project details.

That one act…the fake news, the secret tip to Carter Corp’s rival, the planted documents set off a chain reaction that couldn’t be stopped. Sebastian’s legal team responded fast. Too fast. It was as if they had been waiting. They filed official complaints, launched a full internal check, and sent out press releases denying everything. Their message was clear: Sebastian Carter does not tolerate fraud. They made him look like the honest hero trying to protect his company.

And Nyom looked like a liar.

A bitter man trying to bring down the empire.

Media turned against him.

Carter Corporation’s stock didn’t fall it rose.

People believed in Sebastian more than ever now. Shareholders praised his calmness. Partners praised his leadership. Clients sent support.

But for Nyom, every minute became harder. Reporters started digging. Journalists found strange bank transfers, fake names, companies that didn’t exist on paper. They started asking questions. Too many questions. And the police? They now had a reason to dig deeper. Not just into the fake leaks but into everything Nyom had touched.

He wanted to scream. To hit something. He had worked for years to build power in the shadows. And now, all it took was one step..one trap to tear it down.

The walls around him weren’t just closing in.

They were cracking.

He walked to the window, looking down at the city that once felt small in his hands. But now, the lights blurred in his vision. His breathing was heavy. Fast. His empire was burning and he couldn’t even move a finger to stop it.

All because Sebastian set the fire inside the walls.

And Nyom had handed him the match.

However, if Nyom Brown was truly going to fall, he wasn’t going to fall alone.

His pride was wounded, but his hatred burned stronger than ever. He would not go down quietly. And he certainly wouldn’t let Bria Carter walk away untouched, as if she was just some helpless old woman caught in the storm. No. He knew her better than anyone. She was sharp. Calculating. Just as dirty as him—maybe even worse. She had smiled while handing him fake papers, but Nyom had never fully trusted that smile. It was the kind of smile that hid knives behind the teeth.

His fingers moved quickly over his phone screen, typing with fast, sharp taps. His jaw twitched with every word, his chest rising and falling in short bursts. When the message was ready, he read it again…slowly this time letting each word drip with threat:

“I never kidnapped Lilith… 🙂 lol!

If I fall, you’re falling too.

Did you really think I’m a fool, Bria? I have everything—documents, old chat logs, secret recordings, proof of everything you’ve done behind Sebastian’s back.

If you don’t pull that golden grandson of yours off my neck, I swear I’ll leak it all. To the press. To the cops. To Carter Corporation’s board.

You’ll be dragged down with me. Think fast, grandma.”

He hit send.

And leaned back.

The message was short, cruel, and poisoned, like a snake bite.

Because he knew Bria.

She had always thought herself superior..always playing people like chess pieces beneath her old hands. But she was greedy, reckless when emotional, and worst of all…she underestimated everyone not named Bria Carter.

She’d used her power, her blood ties, her position to get away with everything for years.

And now?

Now her sins were in his pocket.

He didn’t care about family anymore. Not when she gave him faulty documents, let him walk into a trap, and vanished like a coward.

If she didn’t stop Sebastian soon, if she didn’t somehow make this all disappear then he would drag her down screaming.

Because if Nyom Brown was sinking—

He’d make damn sure she drowned first.

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Grandma Bria stood in the middle of her study room, her fingers trembling as she stared at the screen of her phone. The message from Nyom glowed like a death sentence, and the air around her suddenly felt too thick to breathe.

“I never kidnapped Lilith… 🙂 lol!

If I fall, you’re falling too…”