Semua Bab The Rise of the Betrayed Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Nathan looked at Elena with slightly raised eyebrows. "Why, are you jealous?"Elena instantly looked away, the woman's eyes rolling lazily, "Don't be stupid, Nathan."Nathan gave a short laugh, then pulled Elena into his arms. "I'm just asking. You're the one who suddenly said that. Besides, why be jealous? You know I don't have any feelings for Chintya.""Elena sighed softly, then let go of Nathan's embrace. "I don't know, yeah... But I'm just not comfortable involving her."Nathan nodded. "Okay, I get it. Let's find someone else. Not Chintya. I promise.""You really promise, don't you?" asked Elena for confirmation. "I know she has feelings for you. And you're too nice to reject someone like her outright."Nathan looked at Elena seriously. "I told you, you're the only one. If you say no, then my answer is no. It's that simple."Elena let out a long breath. "I just don't want our plans to be ruined by having the wrong person around."Nathan nodded. "Sip. We'll find a neutral surrogat

That morning, Nathan received a message from his grandmother, asking him to come to her house. The tone of her message was brief and firm, as usual.[Grandmother is waiting for you at home. Don't bring Elena.]Nathan sighed deeply as he read the message. He knew this conversation would be about one thing again: the family heir. And now, with Damian's sudden reappearance, everything felt even more chaotic. Nathan arrived at his grandmother's house around ten in the morning. The house was still majestic. As he entered the living room, his heart began to race uncomfortably.There, sitting arrogantly on the sofa next to his grandmother—Chintya.Nathan narrowed his eyes but said nothing. He walked slowly and sat across from them. The atmosphere became tense."I'm here," Nathan said softly. "What's wrong, Grandmother?" The grandmother lifted her face, gazing at her grandson with a stern expression. "I want to have a serious conversation. We've been putting this off for too long, Nathan."

That afternoon, Queen Elisabeth's boutique—the luxury brand Elena had built over the years—was busier than usual. The central boutique, located in the heart of the city, was the hub of Elena's entire fashion business and a go-to destination for high-end customers, top celebrities, and international socialites.Inside the boutique, Tamara was busy rearranging the placement of the latest collection of dresses. The woman was leading several employees, her hands moving swiftly as she continued to give instructions."Place this red satin dress on the right side. Leave a three-finger gap between the hangers; don't crowd them too closely. We're selling exclusivity, not discounts!" Tamara said quickly as she turned her body.One of the staff nodded quickly. "Ready, Miss Tamara!" Tamara checked the details of the newly installed mannequin. Just as she was about to tidy up the brooch on the dress's chest, suddenly… "Miss Tamara is so busy." The deep voice made Tamara turn around immediate

Seven o'clock in the evening ~"So... we have to go tonight?" Elena asked, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a plain navy dress that wasn't too flashy, but still elegant."Yes, Grandma asked us to come," Nathan replied, tying his tie. "You know what I mean! If we don't go, there will be more drama."Elena took a deep breath. “And if we do come, there’ll still be drama.”Nathan leaned in and kissed his wife’s forehead. “Whatever happens there, we’ll face it together, okay?”“Okay.”***Nathan and Elena had arrived at Grandma’s house. Mrs. Sonia and Chintya were already there. “Please sit down,” Grandma said coldly, without a smile. Nathan and Elena sat side by side, exchanging a brief glance before bowing politely.Mrs. Sonia started the conversation. “So, how’s the IVF program going? Any progress? Found the woman yet?” Elena immediately bowed her head, while Nathan replied, “Not yet. Elena and I are still looking for the right woman.” Chintya elegantly too

12:23 a.m. ~The laptop screen glowed brightly on Nathan and Elena's desk. Stacks of printed documents, tablets, and two empty coffee cups littered the surface of the desk. Elena sat hunched over, staring at the loss graph appearing on the screen, while Nathan paced back and forth, holding his phone to his ear.“Yes, Thomas,” Nathan’s voice sounded firm. “We’ll arrive in Vancouver tomorrow afternoon. Please ensure all managerial staff are present at the emergency meeting.”Elena typed quickly, then sighed. “Nathan, we need to request the insurance company to audit the damage immediately. Otherwise, the compensation payout could take longer.”Nathan hung up the phone and approached her. “I’ve already emailed the legal team. They said they’ll process it quickly.”Elena massaged her temples. “But this still doesn’t make sense. Our security system is advanced. CCTV, heat sensors—everything should have prevented a fire this big.”Nathan sat beside her. “Do you suspect sabotage?”Elena look