All Chapters of The mysterious Billionaire's Wife; a lost heiress.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

(Robert POV)I stared at Mia angrily. I just couldn’t fix my mood since she stepped into the office. I had been hoping she wouldn’t make it in today so I could use her absence to disqualify her, but she showed up.Victoria and James had brought her up here just to monitor her every move, every call, every laugh, every word she spoke. They were obsessed with crippling her, waiting for the perfect chance to pin her down. It worried me.I had to make her uncomfortable, speak harshly to her even though every sharp word broke my heart into a million pieces. She stood by the door, her head glued to the paper in her hands, and for some reason, that infuriated me more.“So we are all aware we have a new development in the trade market. Our rate has improved in the stock market since the last blow we gave Cop Multi Trade. Michael what do you have on your end?” I asked, opening the floor for an interactive session.“Sir, we’ve been able to improve our trading ads to promising customers. We’re h

(Elizabeth POV)I sat on the oxblood cushion at the balcony, the cool night air brushing against my face. A medium center table separated me from Richard like a fragile truce. He sat with his legs crossed, one ankle on a knee, his fingers steepled under his jaw. On the table lay a document — a paper he wanted me to sign.“You don’t want to sign it?” His voice slid through my tumbling mind like a blade. Calm. Manipulative. Deadly.“This is against the company rules,” I replied, summoning every ounce of courage I had left.He laughed — a dry, maniacal sound that chilled my bones.“Company rules?” His eyes locked onto mine, sharp and mocking. “I’ve been running this company peacefully for twenty-five years. And now a tiny, insignificant being threatens my existence, and you dare speak to me of company rules?”“This will land me in jail,” I said, my voice cracking under pressure.“Either way, Elizabeth, you’ll end up in jail. You hid my child from me. For how long?”“It was Anita’s wish—”

( Mia POV)I followed Robert back to his office, the cafeteria's stares still burning into my skin like brands.Inside, the AC blasted cold enough to make me shiver. He peeled off his jacket like the temperature didn't exist, draping it over his chair with movements too precise, too controlled."Sit."I did, the leather chair creaking under me.He opened the file I'd brought, pages turning with sharp snaps. I watched his eyes scan the forged signatures, the falsified records, all the proof we needed to bury Richard."Elizabeth's trapped," I said. My voice came out steadier than I felt. "If Richard knows about the chip, he'll destroy her to protect himself."Robert's wide-screen TV murmured behind him always on, always tuned to news he barely watched.Until now.I don't know what made me look. Maybe the flicker of movement. Maybe instinct.Mom's face filled the screen.The remote was in my hand before I remembered reaching for it. Volume surged.'Elizabeth Ross, former financial secret

(Mia POV)I couldn't sleep that night after returning from work. Everything have felt sore.Robert's call with James kept replaying in my mind. 'Tomorrow morning. Press conference. The DA's announcing charges.' Tomorrow, Richard's world would collapse.But my mind kept circling back to something else entirely.The orphanage. One month ago.I got out of bed and walked to the seating room, the dim light made it hard for me to see clearly. I need water to quench the unease I had been feeling all day, just as I stepped into the dinning I found Robert still awake seating at the counter with a cup of coffee."Your still awake," he said without looking at me. I stopped in my tracks shocked to see him too."So are you." I said gaining back my composure as I moved towards him.He turned his head, eyes catching the moonlight streaming through the window. "Tomorrow changes everything.""I know." I sat down, pulling my knees to my chest. "But there's something I need to ask you first."His expres

(The Night Before)(Mia POV)I couldn't go home.Not yet. Not when Nel was still trapped in that house.After Robert left the office heading back to coordinate final details with Dennis, I sat at my desk staring at the clock. 7:47 p.m. The building had emptied hours ago. Just me, the night security, and the weight of tomorrow pressing down on my chest.Tomorrow, Richard would be arrested. His empire would crumble. Elizabeth would be freed.But what about Nel?Richard had been keeping him at the Cops estate ever since Elizabeth's arrest …"for his own protection," he'd claimed to child services. A temporary guardian situation while his son's mother awaited trial. Legal. Clean. Trap.My phone buzzed. Robert.'Where are you? Heading home now. See you soon?'I stared at the message, fingers hovering over the screen.If I told him where I was going, he'd tell me to wait. That it was too dangerous. That we'd get Nel tomorrow after Richard was arrested.But what if something went wrong? What