Semua Bab After the Breakup, the Billionaire Lost Control!: Bab 601 - Bab 610

She liked Zac—loved him, even. She didn’t care one bit whether he had illegitimate children. Once she married into the White family and became the rightful lady of the house, she would simply pay off that woman and those kids, ensuring they would never appear in Zac’s life again. She and Zac would have their own family, their own children. With time, Zac would come to realize who he truly loved. That woman and her so-called children? They would be nothing more than a forgotten past. At this point, Mr. and Mrs. White had no more doubts. This was nothing but a malicious rumor about their son. Mrs. White’s expression had already turned icy, but even her usually composed husband now looked visibly furious. Mrs. White’s voice was sharp and unwavering. “My son has no illegitimate children! And he’s not keeping some mistress either. She’s his girlfriend! Those two kids? They belong to Helen Walker’s sister—they’re her nephews!”She laid down the truth with absol

“Don’t try to brush me off with work. I own Lichfield Hospital now. What could you possibly need to discuss that I can’t hear?” Helen’s words came rapid and sharp, leaving Zac momentarily stunned. Elena calling him this late at night? He had no idea why either. This had never happened before. “Babe, is it possible that I also have no clue what she wanted? Outside of work, I barely speak to her,” he quickly defended himself. “Oh? ‘Barely speak’—so you admit you have talked to her.” Helen wasn’t actually suspicious of Zac and Elena, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t bothered by it. She was jealous, plain and simple. Before dating, she had always been level-headed, reasonable. But the moment she got into a relationship, it was like she couldn’t turn off her dramatic side. Zac sighed, at a loss for how to explain any further. Leaning in, he stole a quick peck on her lips. “Don’t be mad. I’ll block her number, okay? First thing tomorrow, I’ll fire her.” This w

Mrs. Zimmer could feel the heaviness in the air. She immediately wondered if she had said something wrong—if she had unknowingly brought up something painful and made him upset. Trying to smooth things over, she quickly added, “Young people these days are so busy with work. It’s normal if they don’t have time to visit. Being busy is good! Busy means making money…” “She’ll come back.” Justin cut her off, his voice firm. A renewed sense of determination filled his chest. No matter how difficult the road ahead, he would win Haley’s heart back. Back when he first took over the company, he had weathered countless storms and overcome challenges far worse than this. This? This was nothing. He would succeed. He had to. “Mrs. Zimmer, it’s late. Get some rest.” “Ah, alright. Goodnight, Mr. Yates.” Justin returned to his bedroom, flipping on the lights, chasing away the darkness and loneliness that filled the space. He stepped into the walk-in closet, his

“This is the paternity test for me and my children. It proves beyond a doubt that they are part of the Yates family bloodline.“Grandfather met these two children before he passed. He acknowledged them, which is why this will exists.” Whether Henry accepted it or not was of no concern to Justin. As for the shareholders—if they refused to acknowledge it, he had ways to make them. Henry's eyes widened in disbelief. He was the first to snatch the document and flip through it. He would rather believe that Justin had gone to great lengths to produce illegitimate children than accept that Mr. Yates Sr. had deliberately left shares to Justin’s sons. Seeing the stunned silence in the room, Justin stood up and said coldly, “This meeting is over. Dismissed.” Everyone filed out, but Henry remained behind, still clutching the paternity test. He kept muttering under his breath, “Impossible… this is impossible...” No matter how many times he read it, the words confirming a 99.999%

“Aah!” Even though everyone knew the company’s strict policies, actually hearing that they couldn’t go home still hit hard. Groans and complaints filled the office as the entire project team expressed their collective despair. Well, almost everyone. Except for one guy who sat quietly at his desk, staring at his phone, completely detached from the chaos around him.It was Tom, their engineer. “Hey, Tom, what’s with the blank stare? Don’t you miss your big, comfy bed at home?” A colleague nudged him, trying to get a reaction. Without looking up, Tom spared him a single glance from his screen. “Not really.” Right now, the only thing on his mind was the person on the other end of his chat—Emma. His coworker scoffed. “Ugh, another heartless guy, just like our team lead.” He shook his head and walked away, but not before reminding Tom, “Make sure to encrypt and archive the digital proposal.” “Got it,” Tom replied absentmindedly. But his thoughts were still wrapped up