Semua Bab The Rise of the Betrayed Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Bab 71 - Bab 80

This morning, the Queen Group's New York branch office looked different. Not because of the usual bustle of energetic employees, but because of the tense atmosphere hanging around every corner. The company's stock has plummeted, making investors nervous and the media pouring news like oil on a burning fire.In the main meeting room, Elena sits at the end of the table. Her hair, usually flowing in a beautiful bun, is now tied up in a makeshift bun. Bags under her eyes adorned her face, which was beginning to look tired. In front of her, the PR, legal and public relations teams sat with worried looks on their faces."What about the last update?" asked Elena, her voice hoarse but firm.Mira, the head of the legal team, sighed. "Our stock is down again, 12 percent since this morning. Some investors are starting to question Queen Group's reputation and are considering withdrawing support.""The demo at Queen's Mall is also getting worse," Jessy from the PR team continued. "The crowd is sta

That morning, at Damian's company headquarters, the atmosphere was different from usual. The staff looked more energized, as if a fresh breeze had just entered through the long-closed window.Damian walked into the boardroom, his suit neat, his face full of confidence. Several directors sat in a row, looking at him with mixed expressions of relief and disbelief."Good morning," Damian opened the meeting, his voice calm but steady."Mr. Damian, we just got confirmation," said one of the directors. "The new investor has officially injected funds. We can breathe easier starting this month."Damian nodded. "How much is the total investment?""Eight trillion, initial stage."David's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that number wasn't small, and he also knew... it didn't come without a price."Who introduced this investor?" asked Damian, though he already knew the answer.One of the PR staff sitting in the corner of the room raised a hesitant hand. "Mrs. Isabella, Mr. Damian. She presented o

Inside the study, Damian sat leaning back in his chair, staring intently at the files on the desk. In front of him, Isabella was pacing back and forth, an annoyed look on her face."I told you, this isn't necessary, Damian," Isabella exclaimed, her voice rising.Yes, this woman strongly disagreed with Damian taking a DNA test. Just now her husband had said that he would DNA test Alva and himself, just to convince himself of the accusations against Elena. Damian didn't answer. He just picked up a form from the table - the DNA test consent form."I want reassurance, Isabella. I want to know... whether Alva is really my son or not."Isabella stopped her steps, staring at Damian as if he had just insulted her entire ancestry. "You're crazy! What a waste of time! It's obvious that Alva is not your flesh and blood! You didn't forget, did you? Elena, the designer queen, was hit with a case that she often climbed into the beds of businessmen to get financial injections. Certainly, Alva is no

After the simple but hearty dinner, Elena began to clear the table. She carried a pile of dirty dishes to the kitchen, while the children's laughter could be heard from upstairs. One by one, Olivia, Katty, Delya, and Alva went to their respective rooms. The apartment was finally quiet again.Nathan stood in the doorway of the kitchen, watching the busy Elena. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, a small smile playing on her lips."Elena..." he called softly.Elena turned her head, smiling tiredly but warmly. "Hmm?"Nathan stepped closer without making much noise. In an instant, he was hugging Elena from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder. The warmth of Nathan's body made the cold night air feel lighter.Elena froze for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and let herself lean back in the embrace.Nathan took a deep breath, as if holding back something he had been meaning to say for a long time. "Let me ask you something else..." he whispered in Elena's e

Five o'clock in the morning. The sky outside was still dark, the apartment air cold. Nathan opened his eyes slowly, realizing that Elena was still fast asleep in his arms. He smiled a little, rubbing Elena's wet hair against his cheek. She looked very tired. Last night Nathan had really tortured Elena with pleasure. Nathan breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down, kissing Elena's forehead without waking her up. "Sleep, my dear..." he whispered softly.Carefully, Nathan got out of bed, picked up his t-shirt that was lying on the floor, then left the room, closing the door gently so as not to disturb her sleep.As he stepped into the living room, Nathan let out a small yawn. "Alright, next assignment..." he muttered as he ruffled his hair.Nathan opened his phone, looking at the digital clock that was already pointing at five past ten. After thinking for a moment, Nathan smiled - he knew Elena's kids were usually up early to get ready for school. Nathan walked into the child