All Chapters of PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

POV: FinnI stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, trying to remember why my eyes looked so different. They were just regular brown now, but something deep in my brain whispered that they used to be... something else. Something special."Finn! Breakfast!" Mom's voice echoed through the compound's thick walls.The compound. That's what everyone called our new home, though it looked more like a fancy prison to me. High walls, security cameras, guards who smiled but carried big guns. Mom said we lived here to stay safe, but safe from what? I couldn't remember.Actually, I couldn't remember a lot of things lately.I splashed cold water on my face and headed downstairs. The compound had everything, a huge kitchen, game room, even a pool, but it still felt wrong somehow. Like we were hiding from something important."Good morning, sweetheart," Mom said, ruffling my hair as I sat down at the breakfast table. She did that a lot now, touching me like she was making sure I was real."M

POV: MargaretThe lab results stared back at me from the computer screen, and for the third time in an hour, I checked the numbers again. After eighteen months of sleepless nights and failed experiments, I'd finally done it."Dr. Chen?" My research partner, Dr. Amanda Foster, peered over my shoulder. "Is that what I think it is?""Ninety-four percent tumor reduction in the test subjects," I whispered, hardly believing my own words. "Complete cellular regeneration with zero toxic side effects."Amanda's eyes widened. "That's impossible. No cancer treatment has ever achieved those results."I leaned back in my chair, exhaustion and excitement warring in my chest. "It's not just the treatment. It's the delivery system. Using nanotechnology to target specific genetic markers, we can attack cancer cells without harming healthy tissue.""Margaret, do you realize what this means?""It means we just made chemotherapy obsolete."The magnitude of it hit me like a freight train. Millions of peop

POV: Rhys The hospital machines beeped steadily as David lay unconscious in the ICU bed, his face pale against the white pillows. Margaret held his hand while monitors tracked every heartbeat, but the doctors couldn't say when or if he'd wake up. "The board meeting is in four hours," Lyra said quietly, studying the legal documents spread across the bedside table. "Without David's vote, Genesis Pharmaceuticals will be sold to the highest bidder." "Which means Viktor gets control of your mother's cancer cure," I said, pacing the small room. "We can't let that happen." "How do we stop it? You're not on the board. Neither am I." I stopped pacing and looked at the papers again. David's emergency medical directive gave power of attorney to his next of kin in case of incapacitation. As his daughter, Lyra had the legal right to vote his shares. "You are now," I said. "David owns sixty percent of Genesis. With him unconscious, those voting rights transfer to you." Lyra shook her h

POV: LyraThe hospital room felt different this time. Not sterile and frightening like when I'd been poisoned, or desperate like when David had his heart attack. This time, it felt like a sanctuary where Rhys and I could finally be honest with each other."I can't believe I said it," I whispered, sitting on the edge of his hospital bed. The doctors had insisted on keeping him overnight for observation after the rooftop fight. "With Viktor holding a gun to my head, that's when I choose to confess my feelings?"Rhys smiled, his hand finding mine despite the IV tube in his arm. "Terrible timing has always been your specialty.""Hey!" I laughed, the sound feeling strange after everything we'd been through. "My timing saved your life, remember? Chris threw that knife because I screamed your name."His expression grew serious. "Lyra, about Chris...""I know." I squeezed his hand. "I saw his face when we said we loved each other. I hurt him.""We both care about him. That hasn't changed.""B

POV: LyraThe penthouse restaurant overlooked the entire city, its floor-to-ceiling windows offering a view that screamed money and power. I adjusted my designer dress, black, expensive, chosen to project exactly the image Viktor would expect from a woman ready to betray everything for her own gain."Dr. Chen." Viktor rose from the corner table as I approached, his silver hair perfectly styled, his smile cold but welcoming. "You look ravishing. Though I must admit, I was surprised by your call.""Desperate times," I said, accepting the chair he pulled out for me. My hands trembled slightly as I sat down, but I hoped he'd interpret it as nerves rather than terror."Indeed. And desperate people make such interesting choices." Viktor poured wine from an expensive bottle. "Tell me, how is dear Rhys taking your... change of heart?"This was the crucial moment. Everything depended on selling the lie that I'd grown tired of being protected, that I wanted real power instead of Rhys's careful