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Chapter Thirty-One: The Insider
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My Billionaire Husband's Last Mistake Chapter Thirty-One: The Insider
ElenaWe couldn't just sit back and wait for his lawyers to make the first move. Sophia sat on the edge of my bed and said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I was still weak from the day before, but I knew she was right. Waiting had never worked for us. Every time we waited, we lost something.I called Damian that evening."We need to talk," I said as soon as he answered. "A governance complaint isn't going to be enough anymore. We need something bigger. Something that shows this didn't start yesterday. It's been happening for a long time.”"I've been thinking the same thing." He was quiet for a second. "There's a woman at the company. She's been there for more than thirty years. Started as a typist when George was still running the place. She's watched this family for decades. If anyone knows where all this really began, it's her.”"Do you think she'll talk to us?”"I don't know. But it's worth asking.”We met Ruth two days later, not at the office but in a small di
My Billionaire Husband's Last Mistake Chapter Thirty: What He Does With What's Left
ElenaMarcus was calm at breakfast. Too calm.Last night, his voice had shaken in the hallway. I'd heard something break through the control he always carried. This morning, it was gone. He sat across from me with a cup of coffee, scrolling through his phone as if it were any other day. The silence around him unsettled me more than his anger ever had. When Marcus was angry, I knew he was reacting. This kind of calm meant he'd already made up his mind."I owe you an apology," he said, setting the phone down. "For last night. I said things I shouldn't have."I watched him carefully, waiting for the trap hidden somewhere in his words."I made you tea," he said, nodding toward the cup near my plate, steam still rising from it. "Peace offering. I thought maybe we could try talking properly today. Without any more misunderstandings.”I stared at the cup for a long moment. Every instinct told me not to touch it. But he was watching me, and refusing would only make me look guilty. After every
My Billionaire Husband's Last Mistake Chapter Twenty-Nine: The First Real Move
ElenaI woke up knowing I couldn't wait any longer.I was done gathering evidence. I was tired of moving in the shadows and hoping no one would catch me. Sophia's confession the night before had changed something inside me. For the first time, I knew what I had to do. Whitlock had taken my photos, my advantage, and the proof I had gathered against him. The only thing I had left was my memory, and I would use it.The first thing I did that morning was call Damian."I need to take action now," I said. "We can't keep waiting for more evidence. We have to use what we already have.”Damian was quiet for a moment. When he spoke again, there was a hint of relief in his voice. "What do you have left?”"The ledger has Whitlock's name connected to three separate payments. One of the entries was scratched out so badly it nearly tore the page. And Gerald's signature is on my father's contract." I rushed through the explanation because I knew if I slowed down, fear would start taking over again. "
My Billionaire Husband's Last Mistake Chapter Twenty-Eight: What She Couldn't Say Before
ElenaI knocked once. Before I could knock again, the door opened.Sophia stood in the dark. Her eyes were red, and one hand rested against her chest as if she was trying to calm herself. She didn't look surprised to see me. She looked like she'd been expecting me."Did you take them?" I asked her. No greeting. My voice was harsher than I wanted it to be. "The photographs. Did you take them or tell anyone where they were?”Her expression changed immediately, like my words had hurt her."No." Her voice broke. "Why would I do such a thing? Elena, I would never betray you.”I looked straight into her eyes, searching for the lie. But I couldn't find one. Only pain. So much pain. And I hated that part of me still wanted to trust her."Then what?" I asked. I was no longer angry, just tired in a way I couldn't hide."What is happening, Sophia? You've been crying in here. You've been hiding something for weeks now. Please. I can't keep walking into this blind anymore.”She slowly sat on the e
My Billionaire Husband's Last Mistake Chapter Twenty-Seven Locked Out
ElenaI sat up so fast the blanket fell off my shoulders.New device signed into your account.My thumb hit the screen before my brain caught up. Password. Change it. Now. My hands moved faster than my thoughts, desperate to fix something I already knew was slipping away.The folder wouldn't open.I tried again. A small circle spun in the middle of the screen, going nowhere. I pressed harder. Stupid, I know. Like pressing harder could make it work.Then the folder was gone.I stared at the empty space where it had been, waiting for it to come back. Waiting for my phone to admit it had made a mistake.Not locked. Not hidden. Gone. No trace, like it had never been on this phone at all, like the whole thing had been a story I'd told myself in the dark.I threw the phone onto the bed so hard it bounced off the pillow and hit the floor."No," I said out loud, to no one, to the empty room. "No. No, no, no. This can't be happening.”I wanted to scream. I wanted to tear through this house and
My Billionaire Husband's Last Mistake Chapter Twenty-Six The Man Who Builds Stories
ElenaI found the drawer empty at two in the morning and didn't sleep again after that.By breakfast my hands still hadn't fully settled. I sat across from Marcus, pushing eggs around a plate I had no appetite for, watching him read something on his phone with a small, satisfied look I hadn't seen in weeks."You seem pleased about something," I said."Things are coming together," he said, not looking up. "That's all."I didn't push. I'd learned that pushing only ever taught him more about me than it taught me about him.Sophia came down late, quieter than usual, and sat picking at toast she didn't eat either. When Marcus left for the office she caught my eye across the table, something tight around her mouth, and for a second I thought she might finally say whatever she'd stopped herself from saying in the garden. Then a maid came through clearing plates, and the moment closed itself again before either of us could reach for it.I saw the stranger for the first time that afternoon.I
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