Mr. Ceo Ex-lover Comes With Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Three weeks had passed since that terrifying night at the harbor.Three weeks since she last saw the face of Shopia Joy—the woman who nearly ended her life out of blind jealousy and vengeance.And today, Evalina stood in front of a full-length mirror in the dressing room of the city’s most prestigious law firm. Her hair was neatly styled, her lips painted a deep maroon, and a sharp black blazer hugged her slender frame with a commanding grace.The woman reflected in the mirror… was no longer the trembling figure tied to a warehouse floor.She was Evalina Graves—a survivor turned force of nature.“Ready, Miss Graves?” asked the attorney’s assistant from the doorway.Evalina glanced at her reflection one last time, then nodded. “More than ready.”---The courtroom was packed. The media filled the observers’ seats, cameras flashing nonstop. On the defendant's bench, Shopia Joy sat with cold composure in her white suit, wearing a smug smile as if the world still belonged to her.Across th

Evalina sat in her office, surrounded by the newly formed special investigation team. Her laptop was open in front of her, displaying financial files submitted by Shopia Joy years ago. Hunter stood behind her, one hand resting on her shoulder, offering silent support.“We have enough data to drag her to court,” Evalina said firmly. “Tax fraud, investor fund embezzlement, and illegal connections with international syndicates.”Hunter crossed his arms. “But we can’t make baseless accusations. We need one ultimate piece of evidence that can blow everything wide open.”Evalina nodded slowly and turned to the head of the investigation team. “What about the secret transaction recordings from her Swiss account?”“They’re in progress. But we also found this...” the man said, handing over a flash drive.Evalina opened the file. An old CCTV recording appeared, showing Shopia Joy inside the company’s vault—moving a large amount of funds without board approval.Hunter narrowed his eyes. “This was

The golden-orange hue of dusk bathed the city as Evalina stood motionless in front of the glass window of Hunter’s office. The warmth outside did nothing to ease the icy tension within the room.Hunter stared at Evalina’s back with suspicion. Ever since Shopia Joy had been captured and one secret after another had been revealed, Hunter felt there was something even bigger that the woman was hiding.“Evalina,” Hunter's voice was deep and heavy. “I don’t think… that’s your real name.”Evalina closed her eyes for a moment. Her heart pounded. This was the moment. There was nothing left to hide.She turned around. “You’re right.”Hunter frowned.Evalina looked at him, her eyes beginning to fill with tears. “My name… isn’t Evalina Wilson. It’s the name I used to survive.”Hunter slowly walked toward her. “Then who are you really?”She took a deep breath.“My name… is Olivia. Olivia Grace.”Hunter felt as if he’d been struck by a sledgehammer.“No…” he whispered. “That’s not possible…”Evali

The evening sky was darkening as Olivia sat alone on the porch of the old villa. Her eyes were still swollen, though the tears had stopped long ago. The cold wind swept through her loose hair, carrying with it the whispers of old wounds that had never truly healed.Footsteps echoed from the direction of the garden.“Olivia…” The voice was heavy, yet soft.She turned. Hunter stood there. His face was filled with regret, yet it still held that unshakable resolve that made Olivia’s heart beat strangely. For a moment, time seemed to freeze between them.“I know… you’re hurt because of me,” Hunter said quietly. “And I know I’m part of that pain. But there’s one thing that has never changed…”Hunter knelt before her, looking directly into her tearful eyes.“I never stopped loving you, Olivia.”Olivia held her breath. The words were simple—but they cut deep into her soul. Her eyes welled up again. Her heart shattered and soared at the same time from that confession.Hunter reached out his ha

The drizzle swept against the dormitory window, creating a rhythmic sound that might have soothed some—but not Eliana.She sat at the edge of her bed, her eyes blank as she stared at the floor. Her trembling fingers clutched a small photo of her mother, one she had always kept tucked in her wallet. A gentle face with a warm smile, nothing like the stranger who had appeared today—a woman who called herself Olivia, claiming to be her mother.Without turning back, Eliana stood up and strode quickly to the dorm supervisor’s office.---“Ms. Yana,” Eliana said softly but firmly as she opened the door to the girls’ dorm supervisor's office.The woman in her forties looked up from behind her desk, startled to see the normally quiet student standing there, her face pale and tense.“What’s wrong, Eliana? You look… tired,” she said gently.Eliana took a deep breath, trying to contain the storm that had been brewing inside her all day. “I want to transfer to another school.”Ms. Yana frowned. “W