All Chapters of Ruthless Husband your Wife and Son are Mine : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Mr. Rafael,” Mr. Collins said as he stepped quickly into the office. Rafael was seated with Uncle Robert, deep in conversation when the door opened. “How did the meeting go?” Uncle Robert asked immediately. “Did the board agree to the temporary hold?” Mr. Collins shook his head. “No, sir. They didn’t even let me speak.” Uncle Robert frowned. “What do you mean?” “There was… an heir introduced today,” Mr. Collins said carefully. Rafael’s brows drew together. “An heir?” “Yes. A new shareholder was announced. He now holds the highest share in the company and has final authority on every board vote.” Rafael’s brow furrowed. “Who?” he asked “Diego Alejandro Junior Mondragon,” Mr. Collins replied. “Diego’s 6 years old son.” Rafael slowly stood up. “Son?” he repeated completely stunned. “Yes, sir. They said he was first introduced to the board when he was just one month old… as the next heir of Mondragon Corp.” Uncle Robert looked at Rafael, just as shaken. “That means

The day had gone by quietly. Diego stepped out of the boardroom after a meeting, buttoning his suit jacket. “Sir,” his assistant called, hurrying to meet him. “Your lawyer called, he said it’s urgent.” Without a word, Diego took the phone and called back as he walked into his office. “Mr. Mondragon,” came the lawyer’s voice at once. “There’s been legal action filed against you. A Custody.” Diego chuckled. “Oh, so fast,” he muttered. “Go on.” He sank heavily into his chair, leaning back with his legs crossed. “They’re requesting full custody of the child. The court date has been set for next week Monday.” Diego’s eyes darkened slightly. “So soon…” He sat up straighter, the edge in his voice sharper now. “Well then. We’ll meet them there.” “They think they can take what I’ve raised with my own hands?” He scoffed, a cold smile forming. “They’ll learn the law doesn’t care about tears. It cares about proof. We shall see.” The lawyer cleared his throat. “They’re also reques

"Thersa had already been through enough, her long-awaited collection release had completely fallen apart. And now, instead of salvaging what was left, she was in court, fighting alongside Rafael for the one thing that still mattered her son."Rafael gently squeezed her hands… "Everything is going to be alright," he said softly."I hope so..." Thersa murmured, her voice barely holding steady as she sat down.Just then, footsteps echoed from down the hallway. Several men walked ahead and behind them came Diego holding the hand of a young boy.Thersa's heart leapt as she suddenly sprang up."My son," she whispered.Before anyone could stop her, she rushed past the guards. "DJ!" she cried out, throwing her arms around him.She collapsed into his small frame, weeping freely. "I missed you so much," she said, pulling back only to look at his face…his eyes, his nose, his smile…everything she had dreamed about for years. "I'm so sorry… so sorry I haven’t been in your life all these years,"

Rafael parked outside the small, grey-stoned police station, his jaw tight as he stepped out of the car. He had just left Thersa’s office.Inside, the front desk officer looked up as he entered.“I’m here to speak with the truck driver involved in the missing goods case from Harrison Fashion House,” Rafael said firmly.“Ah, yes. He’s still in the holding room. Detective Nunez is with him,” the officer replied.. "You can wait in the observation room.”The officer led Rafael through a quiet corridor and opened a small door. Inside, the truck driver sat alone at a table, his head low until he looked up and saw Rafael enter.“You… you’re from the company,” the man said nervously.Rafael nodded, closing the door behind him. “I’m Rafael Wood. Partner to Miss Harrison.”“I swear, sir,” the driver blurted out, “I didn’t steal anything. I’ve never even been written up before. This whole thing....... is”Rafael held up a hand. “I’m not here to attack you. I just want the truth.”The man exhaled

The murmurs in the courtroom faded the moment the heavy doors opened. All rose to their feet as the judge stepped in, his black robe flowing as he approached the bench. With a firm yet composed voice, he spoke. “You may be seated.” Everyone sat back down... Judge Castillo adjusted his himself on the chair and scanned the faces before him, Rafael and Thersa on one side, Diego and his legal team on the other. “We’re here to proceed with the final custody hearing concerning the minor, DJ Mondragon.” He looked up again.. “Today, both parties will be allowed to present final arguments and evidence. The court has also received additional materials that have raised significant concerns, including media coverage, emotional evaluations, and behavioral reports from supervised visits.” Thersa’s fingers trembled slightly as she laced them together. Rafael glanced sideways at her, calm but alert. Diego sat smugly, a shadow of confidence playing in his posture. Judge Castillo continued, “T