บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Surrogate Mistress : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The air in the penthouse felt suffocating, thick with the weight of decisions that would determine their future. Fiona’s fingers tightened around her phone as she absorbed the weight of Marcus’s words.Bella had aligned herself with William.It wasn’t just a betrayal—it was a direct threat to everything they had worked for.Darwin ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “We should’ve cut her out sooner.”“She was already drowning,” Thalassa said, tapping her nails against the marble countertop. “Now she’s just grasping at whatever lifeline she can find.”Fiona’s jaw clenched as she paced across the living room. The city skyline beyond the glass windows stretched out like a kingdom she refused to lose. “But she knows too much. Our strategy, our timeline—William won’t waste time using that against us.”Marcus’s voice remained calm but firm. “We still have an edge. William is desperate, and desperate men make mistakes. He’s trying to move his money, but his offshore accounts aren’

The night had swallowed the chaos, but the echoes of battle remained.Fiona stood at the edge of the underground garage, watching as the police escorted William away in handcuffs. His once-impeccable suit was disheveled, his face a storm of barely restrained rage.He turned his head slightly, locking eyes with her one last time.“You think this is over?” he murmured, a twisted smile curling his lips. “You’ve just made yourself a bigger target.”Fiona didn’t flinch. “You already tried to destroy me, William. Look where that got you.”A flash of something unreadable crossed his face—then he was shoved forward, disappearing into the waiting police van.Silence settled over the garage.Darwin exhaled, lowering his weapon as he walked up beside Fiona. “It’s done.”Fiona wasn’t so sure. “No, not yet. We stopped William, but the Echelon won’t just roll over.”Thalassa leaned against a pillar, arms crossed. “They’ll regroup, sure. But they just lost their golden boy. That kind of shake-up tak

The corridors of Kingston Enterprises felt different now. The air was no longer tainted by William’s manipulations or Bella’s desperation. Yet, despite the victory, Fiona knew the battle was far from over.She walked through the office with purpose, nodding at employees who were still adjusting to the shift in leadership. Some looked at her with admiration, others with skepticism. She didn’t blame them. Change was never easy, and trust was not given freely—it had to be earned.As she reached her office, Marcus was waiting for her, a file in hand.“Morning,” he greeted, stepping inside. “I have updates.”Fiona sat down and gestured for him to continue.Marcus handed her the file. “The internal audit is almost complete. We found more irregularities than expected, but nothing we can’t handle.”She flipped through the pages. Fraudulent contracts, missing funds—remnants of William’s web of deceit.“This will take time to clean up,” she muttered, running a hand through her hair.Marcus nodd

The city buzzed with an eerie calm—the kind that always came before a storm.Fiona sat in the dim glow of her penthouse, her fingers drumming against the edge of a whiskey glass. The liquid inside barely swayed, but her mind was anything but still. Across from her, Darwin leaned against the counter, his expression unreadable, his gaze flickering between her and the skyline beyond.The chase had officially begun.William was still out there—alive, regrouping. That meant one thing.He wasn’t done playing the game.The sound of heels clicking against the marble floor broke the silence. Thalassa entered the room, her sharp gaze fixed on the tablet in her hands. She looked satisfied, but there was always an edge to her victories.“We’ve frozen most of his accounts,” she announced, setting the tablet on the table. “But he’s slippery. He anticipated this and started moving assets days ago. There’s still money we haven’t touched.”Fiona swirled the amber liquid in her glass, taking a slow sip

The engines of the private jet roared to life as Fiona fastened her seatbelt, her mind a battlefield of calculations. The attack on William’s mercenaries had been a success, but it wasn’t over. Bella was on the move, and they had a narrow window to intercept her before she became William’s next weapon.Darwin sat across from her, rolling his shoulders as he assessed their next steps. Marcus was at the front of the cabin, working through encrypted channels to locate Bella’s plane. Thalassa, still on the ground, fed them updates.“She’s headed east,” Thalassa’s voice crackled over the comms. “Flight plan suggests she’s bound for an airstrip near the coast. It’s isolated, private, and outside most standard tracking networks.”Darwin frowned. “Sounds like William’s backup escape route.”Fiona’s grip tightened. William always planned for contingencies. If he had arranged a rendezvous at a private airstrip, it meant he wasn’t just planning to go into hiding—he was positioning himself for hi