Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Asher’s POVI sat in my office, staring out at the city skyline, my thoughts a chaotic mess. The disaster at the last meeting wouldn’t leave my mind. The company board did not have faith in me.Some investors had walked out, disgusted by the company’s ties to the mafia. I had tried to salvage the situation, offering reassurances, but their expressions had been unreadable, their minds already made up.I needed to act fast. If I didn’t, I would lose the majority of our investors, and the company would crumble. That wasn’t an option.The company was our legacy; the sacrifices made were too much to let everything fall apart because of one reckless decision.The only way forward was to sever ties with the mafia completely.My jaw tightened as I reached for the intercom. “Evelyn, get in here.”The door opened a moment later, and Evelyn stepped inside. She was as composed as ever, dressed in her usual tailored suit, tablet in hand, waiting for my orders.“Yes, Mr. Sterling?” she asked, her v

Asher’s POVI sat behind my desk, my fingers tapping restlessly against the polished wood surface. The board members had just left, their concerned voices still ringing in my ears.I had assured them I would find a solution, but the truth was, I didn’t have the slightest idea where to begin.How did I end up in this fucking mess? I thought bitterly.I leaned back in my chair, rubbing a hand down my face. There were too many moving pieces, too many variables beyond my control. Should I respond with actual proof of their shady dealings?That could backfire. Exposing them might bring the whole house of cards down on me too. Maybe I should talk to the Don, but would that really solve anything? If anything, it might make things worse.My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. I exhaled sharply and straightened. “Come in.”Evelyn stepped inside, her expression unreadable. “Asher, the FBI is here to see you.”My body tensed. Federal authorities had a way of making people say thing

Isabella’s POV I let out a deep sigh as I stepped into my bedroom, exhaustion clinging to me like a second skin. It had been one of those day, exhausting research work, useless phone calls, and problems that no one but me seemed capable of solving. My head throbbed from the stress, my body ached from sitting at my desk all day, and I hadn’t eaten since noon.All I wanted was a hot bath. Just a few minutes to myself, to let the steam wrap around me and wash away the tension. I unbuttoned my blouse as I made my way to the bathroom, already picturing the warmth of the water.Then my phone vibrated on the nightstand.At first, I thought about ignoring it. I was done for the night. But something about the way it buzzed, the insistent way it rattled against the wood, made me pause.I grabbed it and glanced at the screen.Dante.A strange feeling settled in my gut. I answered immediately.“Dante?”His breathing was ragged, uneven. “Isa, I need you to listen carefully,” he said, his voice lo

Asher’s POV Ethan sat hunched over his laptop, fingers flying across the keyboard. His leg bounced under the desk, and every few seconds, he muttered something under his breath, mostly curses, sometimes nervous rambling.Luca leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “You’ve been at this for hours. You got something, or are we just watching you panic in real-time?”Ethan shot him a glare but didn’t look away from the screen. “Oh, I’m sorry, am I not working fast enough for the people who kidnapped me?”I sighed. “Ethan.”He exhaled sharply, pushing his glasses up his nose. “Fine. Here’s the deal—I’ve been trying to wipe those photos of you off the internet. Permanently. Not just hidden, not just buried under a thousand other search results, gone. Like they never existed.”Luca raised an eyebrow. “And?”Ethan hesitated. “And… it’s not easy.”I narrowed my eyes. “But possible?”He let out a nervous chuckle. “Theoretically, yes. But the internet is a pain in the ass. You delete someth

Asher’s POVI sat in Isabella’s office, watching the news on the screen mounted to the wall. The broadcast had switched to a panel discussion, where analysts were picking apart every detail of Isabella’s report. The footage of her interview played on a loop in the corner of the screen. The words “Organized Crime Exposed, FBI Launches Investigation” scrolled across the bottom.She had done it.The moment she hinted that the information had come from a rival mafia family, she redirected the blowback. Now, the Don and his people weren’t looking at us, they were too busy trying to sniff out a rat within their own ranks.Luca leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. “They’re scrambling. The FBI just announced they’re officially investigating. That means all those corrupt politicians, law enforcement connections, everyone’s gonna start distancing themselves.”Isabella, sitting behind her desk, tapped her nails against the wood. “Which means we just made things worse for them. They’ll be des