A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

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“This can’t be happening! What do we do now?” Beatrix shot up from her seat, pacing in circles, her nerves unraveling.

She wasn’t just anxious–she was terrified. This wasn’t just about an election; this was their entire future on the line.

Losing meant more than defeat. It meant retribution. Teddy wasn’t the kind of man to let things slide. This wasn’t a simple competition–this was a battle for survival.

Shane’s face darkened. “The gap keeps widening. If this keeps up, we won’t be able to catch up.”

His chest tightened. The thought weighed heavy in his mind. What happens to me if the Quillen Family falls? Will I still get to marry Sonia? Or would Teddy erase that possibility altogether–like it was never meant to exist?

Frederick tried to ground them, but he wasn’t confident either.

“We started with 277 votes. With Ken and Anthony presumed dead and several poisoned delegates missing, we’re already at a disadvantage. If Teddy reaches 130, it’s game over…” Laura turned to Claudette, her voice tight with worry.

Still, Claudette stood her ground. Her fingers pressed deep into her palms, but her voice remained steady. “Mackenzie is going to win. No doubt about it.”

She had faith in Emmanuel, and because of that, she had faith in Mackenzie. The woman Emmanuel chose couldn’t be anything less than the best.

Terence let out a chuckle, amused by her conviction. “Well, not much we can do now but trust her. Let’s see how this plays out.”

Despite the anxiety looming over them, his words helped slightly settle the tension.

They turned back to the screen, watching as the following vote was cast.

Teddy locked in another vote inside the hall–this time from a neutral delegate.

The gap widened even further.

So far, Teddy had claimed 14 of the 50 neutral votes, while Mackenzie had only managed four.

His men didn’t waste the opportunity to rub it in.

“Well, Ms. Quillen, getting nervous?” one of them sneered.

Laughter rippled through Teddy’s camp.

“We love watching people act all confident–only to get crushed by reality!”

“No, no. The real fun is watching her climb, thinking she’s won, only to crash back down where she belongs.”

“She actually believed she could take on Mr. Tanner? How delusional.”

“Alright, that’s enough, guys. Someone get her a tissue–it looks like she’s about to cry. Wouldn’t want her throwing a punch at us, huh? Hahaha!”

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taunts filled the election hall.

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West End representatives had already clenched their fists. They were one insult away from throwing punches.

Bang!

swung open with force.

the election hall snapped toward

into action, expecting

several men–cach wearing a representative badge.

brow creased. A sense of unease rippled through him.

of the newcomers stepped

miss the vote?”

head. “No, there’s still

gazes landed

Now, we’re here to

representatives, the ones everyone assumed would not make it

alone wouldn’t tip the scales, but their sudden arrival and the determination

the tension in his body was undeniable. “Hmph. You lot are full

mouth, but it was forced. “Your poisoning has nothing to do with

wasn’t the words that unsettled people. It

‘Go ahead, cast your votes. Do you really think

eight representatives. “If eight

the election hall like a blade, sending

His head snapped toward the

tall and very much

through the

face finally changed. His mind raced. Impossible… How are they still alive? They were supposed to be

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Ken Willy from West End

buzzed with whispers.

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He was the chairman of the West End

settled heavily among Teddy’s followers.

privilege and trust,

eyes with Teddy. His voice thickened with anger. “For years, I followed you. I did everything you asked.

been bribed by Mackenzie? You dare

was slipping.

murmurs intensified, rippling through the election hall like a rising tide.

a crack in Teddy’s usual composure for the first

in control, always calm and calculated, now wore an expression that

exchanged glances, whispering among themselves. Is Teddy Tanner finally losing his