Semua Bab The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride : Bab 241 - Bab 250

The moment you stop running from the past is the moment you realize how far you've come.And how strong you've truly become.I stared at my phone, the anonymous message from last night still lingering in my hand like an omen.You’ve made your move. Now watch how far I’m willing to go.The words felt like a cold gust of wind, chilling me to the bone. Whoever was behind this—whatever was orchestrating all of it—had chosen escalation over negotiation.I exhaled, trying to clear the weight from my chest.Beside me, Alexander stood in the doorway of our study, his expression unreadable as he watched me. He hadn’t said a word since we woke up, but I could feel the silent understanding between us, the calm before the storm.“Another threat?” he asked quietly, his voice steady.I nodded, my heart still racing. “Yeah.”His brow furrowed for a moment, then he walked over to me, his presence filling the space in the room. Without a word, he reached for my phone, gently pulling it from my hands.

Trust is like a thread—delicate, yet strong.It only breaks when you let go.—The moment we walked into Ava’s office, I could feel the tension in the air before she even spoke. The same cold silence that had descended upon us before—only this time, it felt heavier. It felt like the calm before a storm that we couldn’t outrun.“Ava?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, but I knew Alexander felt it too. The uncertainty between us, the weight of what we had yet to learn.Her eyes met mine, and for a second, I saw the unease I’d hoped not to find. She was a strategist, calm under pressure, but even she knew when something bigger was brewing. Something that could tip the balance we’d fought so hard to regain.“I just received a call from the regulators,” Ava said, her voice tight. “They’ve found something.”I felt my chest tighten at the words.“Something?” Alexander asked, his tone smooth but dangerous.“Something that links back to your father’s dealings,” she replied, and I saw th

When the world tries to tear you apart, the greatest strength isn’t running away—it’s standing together, side by side, no matter the storm.The phone buzzed again, the screen flashing Ava’s name, and I felt the momentary tension rise like a wave in my chest. I glanced at Alexander, who gave me a silent nod, his face steady but filled with unspoken concern. He had been my anchor through this entire storm, the rock that kept me from shattering under the pressure. And now, as I picked up the phone, I realized—this moment, like all the others, would test us again.“Ava?” I said, my voice still raw from the rush of everything that had unfolded so far.“We’ve got a new player in the game,” she said, her voice tight with urgency. “They’ve gone to the press with new evidence, this time targeting you directly, Leila.”My stomach dropped at the words. It was one thing for them to come after our business, our vision, but now they were coming for me. And not in the shadows anymore. No—this time,

Life doesn’t give you time to prepare for the storms.You just have to learn how to dance in the rain.I thought I was ready for everything. We had our plan, our future mapped out, and the worst seemed behind us. After months of uncertainty, fights, and building this thing from the ground up, it felt like we had finally earned a moment of peace.But life has a funny way of proving you wrong when you get too comfortable.I stared at my phone screen, the words blurring for a moment as I processed what I had just read.The hostile group has escalated. They’ve targeted our major investors. There’s a risk to our funding.I couldn’t breathe. Every ounce of hope I’d clung to for the past few days came crashing down like a wave on the shore. I glanced at Alexander, who stood by the window, his expression unreadable. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way he stared out into the city as though searching for answers that would never come.“Leila,” his voice was calm, but I could hear

There are moments in life where you step back, look at everything that’s brought you to this point, and realize the journey was never just about the destination—it was about what you learned along the way.The city stretched out in front of us, the lights flickering like stars from our penthouse window. I leaned against the cool glass, my fingers tracing the curve of the wine glass in my hand, while Alexander sat on the sofa, lost in thought. The calm after the storm, so to speak. The chaos had settled for now, but the battle had left its mark on us both.It felt strange, quiet, almost. We were no longer rushing from one crisis to the next, no longer watching over our shoulders, waiting for the next attack. But with the calm came something else, something I hadn’t expected: a chance to breathe, to reflect.“I can’t believe we’ve made it this far,” I said, almost to myself, watching the dark silhouette of the city beneath us.Alexander didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stared out t