All Chapters of The mysterious Billionaire's Wife; a lost heiress.: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

( Mia POV)Nel fell asleep halfway through the story about dragons.I closed the book gently, tucking the blanket around his small body. He looked peaceful. Innocent. Unaware of how his guardians were destroying themselves."Sweet dreams," I whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead.My phone buzzed as I left his room. My assistant. Calling at nine PM, which meant something was wrong."Miss Cops? I'm so sorry to bother you. But we have a situation with the Tokyo investors. They're threatening to pull out unless we can address their concerns tonight.""Tonight? It's already morning there.""They've been waiting for a response all day. If we don't handle this now, they're walking. That's three hundred million in investment."I closed my eyes. Three hundred million. Too much to lose over pride or exhaustion."I'll be there in thirty minutes."I changed quickly. Left a note for Mrs. Cara about where I'd gone. Didn't bother telling Robert. He was at the charity event. Probably networking.

(Robert POV)I drove straight to the Wealth estate.Not Collins's apartment. Not to chase Mia down when she clearly didn't want to be found. But to the source of this nightmare.Sophia needed to answer for what she'd done.The Wealth mansion loomed behind iron gates. All marble columns and manicured lawns. A monument to old money and older entitlement.I pressed the intercom. "I need to see Sophia. Now.""Mr. Lud?" The security guard sounded surprised. "Does Miss Wealth know you're coming?""She'll want to see me. Trust me."The gates opened after a moment's hesitation.I parked in the circular driveway. Didn't bother knocking. Just walked through the front door like I owned the place.A staff member appeared. "Sir, you can't just...""Where is she?""Miss Wealth is in the conservatory. But sir, you should really..."I was already moving. Through the foyer. Past expensive art and furniture that probably cost more than most houses. Following the sound of classical music.Sophia sat at

( Robert POV)I couldn't just show up at Collins's apartment and demand Mia listen to me.Not without more proof. Not when my word against Sophia's had already failed so spectacularly.I needed concrete evidence. Irrefutable facts that would prove this was all orchestrated.Victoria had given me a starting point. But I needed more.I called Dennis Shaw at seven AM the morning after confronting Sophia.Dennis was the best private investigator in California. Expensive. Discreet. Thorough. The kind of man who found things people desperately wanted to stay hidden."Mr. Lud." His voice was gravelly from years of cigarettes. "It's been a while.""I need your help. Urgently.""What kind of help?""The kind that involves digging into two people's lives and finding connections they don't want found.""Sounds expensive.""Money isn't an issue. Time is. I need everything you can find on Sophia Wealth and Collins Ryder. Bank records. Phone logs. Meeting locations. Any connection between them."De

(Robert POV)I was halfway to Collins's apartment when my phone rang.James.I almost didn't answer. But something made me pick up."She's here," James said. "At the mansion. She wants to see you."My heart stopped. "Mia's there?""Yes. And Robert? She has papers with her. Legal documents. I think you should get here quickly."I made an illegal U-turn. Nearly caused an accident. Didn't care.Mia was at the mansion. Mia wanted to see me.Maybe she'd had time to think. Maybe the anger had cooled enough for conversation. Maybe she was ready to listen.I drove faster than safe. Made it home in twelve minutes that should have taken twenty-five.Her car was in the driveway. She'd come alone.That had to mean something.I found her in James's study. She stood by the window, back straight, expression carved from ice. A folder sat on the desk beside her.Professional. Detached. Like we were strangers about to conduct business."Mia." Her name came out like a prayer.She turned. Her eyes were r

(Robert POV)The press conference was scheduled for Monday morning.Mia's team handled everything. Location. Invitations. Talking points. I wasn't consulted on any of it.Just informed where to be and when to arrive.The Plaza Hotel ballroom was packed with journalists. Camera crews. Industry analysts. Everyone who mattered in California's business world had shown up to watch the spectacle.The fall of Robert Lud.I stood backstage while Mia's assistant went over the schedule."Miss Cops will make the announcement. You'll stand beside her on stage. When she's finished, you'll shake her hand and exit stage left. No speaking. No questions. Is that clear?""Crystal.""Good. You're on in five minutes."I adjusted my tie. The suit felt too tight. Everything felt too tight. Like the walls were closing in and there was nowhere left to breathe.James found me in the green room."This is a disaster," he said without preamble."I know.""You should have fought her. Should have refused to sign t