Isla Fox

Three years ago, Hazel Vance made a choice that changed everything. One night of passion with a mysterious stranger at a masquerade ball left her with more than just memories—it left her with a son whose rare violet-blue eyes are a constant reminder of the father she'll never find.

Now a struggling single mother, Hazel desperately needs the executive assistant position at Sterling Group. The salary could finally give her two-year-old Leo the life he deserves. But her new boss, CEO Liam Sterling, is nothing like she expected.

Demanding, brilliant, and devastatingly handsome, Liam has a reputation for being impossible to work for. Most assistants don't last a week. When Hazel refuses to be intimidated by his cold demeanor and sharp tongue, something shifts between them. The attraction is immediate and electric, crackling through every professional interaction.

But it's his eyes that stop her cold. The same striking violet-blue shade that stares back at her every morning when she looks at her son.

As the tension between them builds and the lines between professional and personal begin to blur, Hazel finds herself caught between her desperate need for this job and her growing attraction to the one man who could destroy everything she's worked for.

She doesn't know that Liam has been searching for the mysterious woman from the masquerade ball ever since that night changed him forever. And he has no idea that the composed, fiery assistant who challenges him at every turn is the same woman who haunts his dreams.

When the truth finally comes to light, will it bring them together or tear apart the fragile new life Hazel has built for herself and her son?

The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife

Chapter 170 - Corporate Reckoning and Final Interrogation


The meeting room buzzed with tension as I stepped inside. Bodies packed every available space. Along the back wall, a row of chairs held the company directors from accounting, sales, operations, and administration. These faces had been familiar fixtures in my professional life for years. Now they sat with downcast eyes, caught red-handed in Clairemont's elaborate fraud network.


My gaze moved to the single chair positioned opposite the others. Patterson Jackson slumped there, the weak link we had originally planned to use in our sting operation. Before Leo and Hazel's kidnapping forced us to accelerate our timeline, this man had been our secret weapon. His fatal flaw was his ego. He couldn't resist showing off his newfound wealth, purchasing luxury items that screamed fraud to anyone paying attention. His loose tongue and reckless spending had made him the perfect target.
