Semua Bab The Ruthless Billionaire's Revenge: Bab 111 - Bab 120

The car ride home was quiet.Adrian sat behind the wheel, one hand resting on the leather steering wheel, the other holding Elena’s. His grip was firm but warm, grounding—like he needed to feel her presence just to stay anchored.Elena glanced sideways at him more than once, catching the stiffness in his jaw, the tension buried beneath his silence. She knew him well enough to recognize when something inside him was unraveling.Still, she waited.Dinner was quiet, too. Even the rich aroma couldn’t erase the storm cloud over Adrian’s head. He ate, but barely tasted. His mind was elsewhere.It wasn’t until they had moved to the living room, wine glasses in hand, the low lights casting golden shadows on the walls, that she finally spoke.“You’ve been in your head all evening,” Elena said softly, curling her feet beneath her on the couch. “Talk to me, Adrian. What happened at the office?”Adrian looked at her then, truly looked—and the hardness in his eyes softened just a little. He set hi

The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when Adrian and Elena stepped into their villa, the doors closing behind them with a soft but determined thud. The air inside was warm, filled with the aroma of spices from the dinner their chef had prepared, but neither of them had much appetite.They headed straight to the study, where maps, documents, and files lay spread across the large desk like the battlefield it had become.Adrian poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Elena.“We’re not giving up,” she said, taking a seat and fixing her eyes on him. “Not the company. Not the legacy. And certainly not to a ghost from your past.”Adrian leaned back against the desk, his eyes shadowed but sharp. “No, we’re not. I’ve come too far. I know what Elias is trying to do—get me rattled, unstable, then weakened from the inside. And now the board... they’re just another piece on his board.”“Then we flip the board over,” Elena said calmly.Adrian smiled faintly. “You make it sound easy.”“No,

One of the other men, Mr. Crane raised a brow. “That’s bold. Even for you.”“I don’t have the luxury of waiting around,” Adrian said plainly. “I built my company to withstand storms—economic, corporate, even personal. And through every storm, we’ve delivered results, year after year.”He let that settle before continuing. “I know the others will come with flashy slides and empty promises. I came with proof. And with relationships that weren’t built yesterday.”Mr. Stan chuckled, leaning back. “You always did know when to strike. And you’re right—we go way back. We’ve seen how your company weathered chaos and came out on top every single time.”Crane exchanged a glance with the third executive, then nodded slowly. “So what are you offering today?”Adrian slid the folder toward them. “Everything you asked for—and more. With guarantees. No delays. No press. Just results.”The room went quiet again as they opened the folder and scanned the proposal. Minutes ticked by like seconds. Then ca

The morning sun spilled into the office through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the sleek, polished floors of the company. Despite the recent attempt on her life, Elena walked in with quiet confidence, her head held high. She wore a cream blazer over a silk blouse, paired with tailored pants that complimented her poise—unshaken and graceful.The secretaries greeted her with relief and admiration. Some even paused in their work to offer shy smiles or nods of encouragement. Everyone had heard whispers of the near-fatal accident. Everyone also knew she survived. And now she was back.Elena smiled, calm but fierce.She stepped into her office and took a deep breath. The scent of lavender still lingered in the air from her favorite diffuser. Her assistant, walked in seconds later, holding a cup of coffee.“You’re here,” she said with a breath of surprise. “After everything…”Elena accepted the coffee and smiled. “They want me to crawl back into hiding. But I won’t give the

She smiled at him—actually smiled. “Adrian, it was like something out of an action movie. I swear, my heart hasn’t stopped pounding.”Adrian’s jaw clenched. “That’s not funny.”“I know, I know,” she said quickly, putting her hands up in surrender. “But we’re alive, right? Safe. You should have seen my driver—he pulled the craziest move. Those guys almost caught up to us, but then the train—oh my God, Adrian—the train!”She broke into a laugh, the tension of adrenaline still unraveling from her bones.“We were being chased, and then out of nowhere, a train’s approaching, full speed. My driver saw it, gauged the timing and boom—we made it across just seconds before it passed. The attackers got stuck on the other side. I think I screamed.”“You think you screamed?” Adrian stared at her, eyes blazing. “Elena, you were nearly killed. Again.”She reached out and cupped his face, softening her tone. “I know, Adrian. I know it was real. I was scared out of my mind. But I'm also grateful to be