บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Surrogate Mistress : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

The city seemed to pulse with tension the next morning as the fallout from the latest revelations rippled across every news outlet. The exposé exposing William’s use of fabricated documents had turned public opinion against him again. But Darwin and Fiona knew the reprieve was temporary. William was too cunning to go down without a fight.Darwin sat at the head of the long table in the penthouse study, his face set in grim determination. Fiona, Thalassa, Marcus, and Rachel were seated around him, their expressions varying degrees of exhaustion and resolve.Marcus spoke first. “We’ve hit him hard with the evidence of those fake documents. His credibility is crumbling, but he’s already making moves to shift the narrative. He’s claiming the documents were planted by us to frame him.”Rachel scoffed. “Typical. When he’s cornered, he doubles down. But we can’t let him dictate the story anymore.”Darwin nodded. “Agreed. We need to push harder, faster. If we don’t keep the momentum, he’ll fi

The road stretched endlessly ahead, the skyline of Bay City fading into the distance as Darwin’s black SUV sped toward Serene City. The tension in the car was thick, an unspoken understanding that this trip wasn’t just about confrontation—it was about survival. Fiona sat beside Darwin, her hands resting protectively over her stomach. Every mile that passed was a reminder that she was walking straight into danger. But she couldn’t hide anymore. William may have been behind bars, but his influence had not been locked away with him. And Bella Robbins was proof of that. In the back seat, Thalassa was uncharacteristically quiet, her gaze fixed on the view outside. Even she knew this wasn’t just another one of Fiona’s battles. This was the war that would decide everything. Marcus, driving the car ahead of them, spoke through the radio. “We’re ten minutes away. Security is already stationed around the perimeter of your old apartment, but there’s been no sign of Bella.” “Then we assume sh

The warehouse was silent, save for the distant hum of machinery and the occasional creak of rusted metal. A thick tension hung in the air as Fiona and her team advanced, their steps calculated, precise. The walls of the abandoned building towered around them, dark and unforgiving. Every corner could hide a trap. Every shadow, a threat. Marcus’s voice was low, cutting through the quiet. “We’re close. Bella’s signal came from inside.” Fiona’s eyes scanned the horizon, her grip tightening on her gun. They’d tracked Bella for weeks. She was the mastermind behind the corruption that had spread like a disease through law enforcement, leaving death and chaos in her wake. Now, they were here to end it. She glanced at Darwin, whose jaw was clenched, his eyes hard. There was no room for hesitation now. No time for doubt. This was the moment they’d all been preparing for. Thalassa, ever confident, cracked her knuckles. “Let’s wrap this up. It’s too quiet. Too easy.” Fiona agreed. Bella

The scream still echoed through the corridor, vibrating through Fiona’s bones.Bella.Alive.Somewhere deeper inside this nightmare.The lights flickered once—then died completely, plunging them into absolute darkness.Fiona’s breath came fast. The cold air pressed against her skin, thick and suffocating. The only sound was the hum of distant machinery and the faint static of the speakers.Then—footsteps.Slow. Deliberate.Not theirs.Someone else was here.Darwin’s voice was tight. “Everyone, lights on. Now.”A second later, flashlights clicked on, cutting through the void. The beams bounced off the steel walls, sending jagged shadows stretching down the hallway.Fiona swung her light toward the open doorway ahead, her heart hammering. The scream had come from there.“We move now,” she said.Marcus exhaled sharply. “Or we turn around and pretend we never saw any of this.”Thalassa smirked. “Not how this works, genius.”A soft chuckle crackled through the overhead speakers.The voice.

The following days passed in a blur for Fiona. The weight of Darwin’s words lingered in her mind, gnawing at the edges of her resolve. She had never been one to let herself be swayed by promises or grand gestures, but something about his vulnerability—the rawness she glimpsed for a split second—had left her questioning everything. But there was more at stake now than just her heart. There was the life growing inside her, the child she had sworn to protect, no matter the cost. In the dimly lit apartment, Fiona sat at the kitchen table, the morning light spilling in through the windows. The sound of her phone buzzing broke the silence. She glanced at the screen—Thalassa. “Fiona, we need to talk,” Thalassa’s voice came through the receiver, her tone urgent. Fiona stood, pacing around the small room. “What is it now?” she asked, her voice tinged with frustration. “The Newtons. They’re making moves, Fiona. You need to be prepared. William’s not going to stop until he’s completely dest