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Chapter 35

Penulis: Nana A
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Isla

The morning sunlight poured through the kitchen window, bathing the countertops in gold. Leo sat at the breakfast table, his tiny feet swinging beneath the chair as he colored in his favorite dinosaur book. His face was calm, innocent—completely unaware of the war that brewed just beyond the walls of our quiet apartment.

I watched him with a tight heart, pouring him a glass of orange juice with shaking hands. I didn’t want him to know what today meant. That I was going to sit in a lawyer’s office and finally say everything I’d tried so hard to bury. That I was going to speak Damon’s name aloud again—this time, not as a woman broken by him, but as a mother willing to tear apart her past to protect her son.

Leo looked up at me and grinned, his mouth ringed in purple from a grape Popsicle he’d snuck earlier.

“Mommy, did you know T-Rexes can’t hug?”

I blinked, caught off guard. “They can’t?”

He held up the book proudly. “Too short arms.”

I laughed. The sound came out thin, but
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  • His Heir, Her Secret   Chapter 40

    Lucien There’s a particular silence in war rooms. It’s not the absence of noise—but the quiet hum of brains turning faster than mouths can speak. That’s what filled the floor of Wolfe & Price’s private legal conference suite this morning. A hush sharpened by the clatter of typed notes, paper shuffling, and the low, clipped phrases between attorneys. I stood at the head of the glass conference table, arms crossed, jaw locked tight. “This is going to get uglier before it gets better,” said Lena Shaw, lead counsel on our family litigation team. Mid-thirties, surgical in precision, and currently scouring Damon Cross’s petition like it had personally offended her. “He’s gone for full custody,” I said. “He’s not even pretending to negotiate.” “Because he doesn’t care about custody,” she replied coolly. “He cares about optics, control, and headlines. He’s posturing, Lucien. And I don’t think he knows what we’re capable of.” Oh, he didn’t. Not yet. “He has no proof,” I said. “He left

  • His Heir, Her Secret   Chapter 39

    Isla It started with a knock. Not the hesitant kind, or the friendly rap you hear from a neighbor or delivery driver. This one was firm. Official. It reverberated through the polished wood of Lucien’s penthouse door like the sound of a gavel striking a courtroom bench. Leo was asleep upstairs. I’d just finished brushing through his curls, soft and springy from his bath, and left a nightlight on to ease the dark. Now, standing in the marble foyer barefoot in one of Lucien’s button-downs, I stared at the door like it might explode. Lucien came up behind me, his voice low and calm. “Stay behind me.” When he opened it, two men in charcoal-gray suits stood on the other side. One was holding a document in a sleek black envelope. The other wore the stiff expression of someone trying not to judge you while doing exactly that. “Lucien Wolfe?” the man asked. “Yes.” “You’ve been served.” He handed Lucien the envelope and turned without another word. No dramatic threats, no comments. Jus

  • His Heir, Her Secret   Chapter 38

    Damon’s POV The world always had a way of biting back when you least expected it. I was in my office, nursing a scotch far too expensive for the kind of rage pulsing in my veins, when the news broke. I hadn’t even turned on the television—didn’t need to. My phone exploded with notifications. Mentions. Messages. Headlines blaring across my screen in bold, unapologetic fonts. LUXURY TYCOON LUCIEN Wolfe ANNOUNCES SECRET HEIR AND LONG-LOST LOVE The Wolfe Empire Now Has an Heir Public Statement: “They are the best part of my life—and I intend to protect and love them…” Protect and love. I smashed the glass against the edge of my desk. The sound shattered through the room, sharp and satisfying. My assistant flinched in the hallway beyond the glass door, but I didn’t call her in. Let her wonder. Lucien. Wolfe. That self-righteous bastard. He’d done it. He’d announced them to the world. He’d claimed what was mine. I strode to the television, turned it on, and watched as every m

  • His Heir, Her Secret   Chapter 37

    IslaThe world changed overnight.One moment, we were shadows moving quietly, surviving. The next, we were everywhere.Lucien’s press release dropped at 7:00 a.m. sharp. It was simple, elegant, and explosive.Lucien Wolfe, CEO of Wolfe International, confirms paternity of his son, Leo Monroe, and rekindled relationship with former partner Isla Monroe. In a statement, Mr. Wolfe shared, “My family is no longer a secret. They are the best part of my life—and I intend to protect and love them, publicly and permanently.”Within minutes, my phone lit up like a Christmas tree. Missed calls. Messages. Emails. I hadn’t seen this much digital chaos since Leo was born.I turned off the ringer.And still, the noise seeped in.News alerts buzzed across every major network. My old friends from college—people I hadn’t spoken to in years—were suddenly texting me with wide-eyed emojis and “OMG is this YOU?” messages. A girl I barely remembered from a yoga class once commented on one of my ancient Inst

  • His Heir, Her Secret   Chapter 36

    Lucien I watched Isla disappear into the elevator, her hand still warm from mine, and for a full minute after the doors closed, I didn’t move. She had no idea how powerful she was. Walking into that room and recounting everything Damon had done to her—it would’ve shattered most people. But not Isla. She sat there, trembling but unbroken, a mother determined to protect her child. And when I looked into her eyes, I didn’t see the girl who ran from me years ago. I saw a woman who had clawed her way out of hell and stood taller because of it. And now it was my turn to make sure hell didn’t come back. I headed straight to my office, ignoring every phone call, every assistant trying to grab my attention. I shut the door behind me, locked it, and pulled up the secured file I’d been building for the last week. Damon Lancaster wasn’t just some scorned ex. He was dangerous, reckless, and unstable—and I had the documentation to prove it. I’d dug up employment records, restraining orders fi

  • His Heir, Her Secret   Chapter 35

    Isla The morning sunlight poured through the kitchen window, bathing the countertops in gold. Leo sat at the breakfast table, his tiny feet swinging beneath the chair as he colored in his favorite dinosaur book. His face was calm, innocent—completely unaware of the war that brewed just beyond the walls of our quiet apartment. I watched him with a tight heart, pouring him a glass of orange juice with shaking hands. I didn’t want him to know what today meant. That I was going to sit in a lawyer’s office and finally say everything I’d tried so hard to bury. That I was going to speak Damon’s name aloud again—this time, not as a woman broken by him, but as a mother willing to tear apart her past to protect her son. Leo looked up at me and grinned, his mouth ringed in purple from a grape Popsicle he’d snuck earlier. “Mommy, did you know T-Rexes can’t hug?” I blinked, caught off guard. “They can’t?” He held up the book proudly. “Too short arms.” I laughed. The sound came out thin, but

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