Semua Bab The Rise of the Betrayed Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Bab 201 - Bab 210

A few days later, the front yard of Nathan’s grand house looked lively. A black car stopped in the driveway, and from it stepped Tamara together with Damian. As soon as the door opened, the cheerful voices of the children filled the air.“Daddy!” Olivia, Delya, Katty, and Alva shouted almost in unison.They ran to Damian, all trying to hug their father at once. Damian staggered a little as their small bodies rushed him together, but he laughed warmly.“Careful, sweethearts. Daddy might fall if you all attack me like this,” he said while hugging them one by one.Tamara smiled at the sight, and Elena, who had heard the commotion, came out from the living room. Her expression softened as she saw how happy the children were.“It seems the house becomes much livelier whenever you come,” Elena said as she walked closer.Tamara greeted Elena warmly. “They’re always impatient to see their father.”Elena gave a small nod, her eyes glancing at Damian who was still surrounded by the children. “L

CHAPTER 204That afternoon, Damian returned to the mansion with his four children. The front yard instantly filled with laughter and the sound of little footsteps running around. Olivia and Katty looked excited, while Delya clung to her father’s hand affectionately.As soon as the living room door opened, Elena and Tamara, who were sitting together, turned their heads. Elena’s smile widened at the sight of the children entering with such joy on their faces.“Mommy…,” Olivia called out, running straight into Elena’s arms. Katty and Delya followed right after, forcing Elena to stretch out her arms to receive all the eager hugs at once.Elena chuckled softly. “Careful, or you’ll knock Mommy over.”“Mom, can we…” Olivia’s tone suddenly turned pleading. “Can we stay over at Daddy and Mommy Tamara’s house tonight?”Katty quickly chimed in, “Yes, Mom. Just this once. We promise we’ll come home tomorrow.”Delya added right away, “I want to stay too, Mom. Pleaseee…”Elena exchanged a glance wi

Thalia shut her laptop with a slight slam, holding back the irritation that had been weighing on her chest all evening. The report for tomorrow’s meeting was already neatly finished, the file saved on her flash drive, and the backup sent through email. She rose from her chair, tidied her small bag, and grabbed her phone. The clock showed it was almost eleven at night.“I have to leave,” she muttered softly.But instead of heading straight out through the front door, Thalia turned toward the staircase. A strange urge pushed inside her. She didn’t know why, but she desperately wanted to confirm what the married couple upstairs was doing.Her hand trembled as it touched the stair railing. “I’m just going to say goodbye… yes, just goodbye,” she whispered, convincing herself.Her steps were slow, careful not to make a sound. When she reached the second floor, she turned left and noticed the master bedroom door slightly ajar. A dim light was spilling out from inside.Thalia swallowed hard.

Upon arriving at the luxurious office building, Elena walked gracefully, while Thalia followed half a step behind. Her face remained expressionless, but her heart was still burning with rage. The red mark on Elena’s neck, deliberately flaunted earlier, kept replaying in her mind.“Calm down, Thalia… don’t show anything,” she muttered inwardly, forcing herself to keep a professional expression.They entered the large conference room, already filled with several directors and important guests. The air carried a blend of coffee and expensive perfume. At the end of the table, a man in his fifties stood smiling warmly. He was Mr. Delgado, the CEO of a major Philippine company invited especially for that day.Elena greeted him politely. “Good morning, Mr. Delgado. I’m glad we finally meet in person.”The man shook her hand a bit too long, his eyes sparkling with admiration. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Elena. Oh… I must be honest, you are far more beautiful than I imagined. I thought it was only a

The afternoon atmosphere at the Lancaster residence felt calm. Tamara was sitting leisurely in the living room, flipping through a pregnancy magazine. From time to time, her hand gently caressed her stomach.Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell rang sharply. One of the servants immediately went to open the door.There appeared Isabella, Damian’s second ex-wife. She wore a luxurious red dress, her face overly made up, and her hands full of shopping bags filled with gifts. A forced sweet smile was plastered on her lips.“Good afternoon,” Isabella greeted in an overly friendly tone. “I came to bring presents for the children.”Tamara slowly closed her magazine and straightened her posture. Her eyes were sharp, full of caution.“The children don’t need presents from you, Isabella,” Tamara said firmly. “Don’t just show up at this house.”Isabella put on her sweetest expression, trying to remain calm. “Oh, Tamara… don’t be like that. I only want to show some care. After all, they were once p