All Chapters of Dear Billionaire Ex, I am more than an arranged marriage: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Zadie's wrench swung through the air like a knife, shining a little under the soft light of the quantum core. For a second, everything slowed. Eva saw it coming but she couldn’t move. Her fingers were just inches from completing the final input sequence. If she dodged now, everything would be lost. All the planning. All the lives. The world was holding its breath, balanced on her fingertips.“Eva, move!” Lucian shouted at the his voice. He tried to run to her, but his body failed him. He was still bleeding, still stumbling from his brutal fight with Derek Mason. His strength was spent.Then, out of nowhere, a blur crossed the space between them. Marcus Kane.He didn’t hesitate.He threw himself between Zadie and Eva, catching the wrench with his bare forearm. The bone meeting steel sound echoed across the chamber, a sickening crack that made everyone flinch. But Marcus didn’t cry out. He gritted his teeth, grabbed Zadie’s arm with his good hand, and twisted hard. The wrench dropped. S

The attack wasn't loud or flashy. It was sneaky, like a quiet song you could feel but not actually hear. It snuck in as doubt, made once-happy rooms silent, and spread whispered rumors that no one could trace back to anyone. This was all The Maestro's doing; a chilling, silent war played out right inside Lucian's own home, messing with everyone's minds. And it was working.Lucian, always steady and sharp, began to feel it first. Meetings dragged longer than they used to. Arguments over simple decisions started to feel personal. Once-loyal board members now spoke in half-truths and sidelong glances. Something had changed. Something was wrong.“It’s like they know exactly where to hit,” Lucian told Eva one night, his voice heavy with fatigue. He sat on the edge of the bed, tie loosened, eyes red. “Every lie they spread… it’s not random. It stings. It hits places only someone close would know.”Eva sat beside him, resting a hand on his back. She could feel the tension in him, the weight

The air inside the safe house felt heavy; too still, too silent. Eva stood frozen, staring at the woman she had trusted more than anyone, the woman who had shaped her mind and her moral compass. Her mother. Margaret Langston.But now, that name felt like a lie.Her voice trembled as she said it. “Mother?”Margaret tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a chilling smile that held no warmth. “Not Mother, Eva. Not anymore. That name was a role. A mask. I am The Maestro. And you, my dear, have been playing in my symphony all along.”It felt like the world cracked under Eva’s feet.Lucian surged forward, his face twisted with fury and betrayal. “You? You’re The Maestro? You planned this? You used your own daughter? You kidnapped Ari?”Margaret chuckled. The sound was hollow, like it echoed from somewhere far beneath the surface of who she had once been. “Such anger. Still trying to be the hero. Yes, Lucian. I planned everything. PharmaCorp? Just the opening act. Vivian Thorne was

Sweat poured down Eva’s face as the red emergency lights on the walls blinked like a dying heartbeat just after they had survived the first explosion. The back-up self-destruct sequence roared through the room, a storm of mechanical whirring and hissing circuits. The smell of burning wires filled the air.They were seconds away from being wiped out.“Lucian! The restraints!” Eva shouted, reaching blindly for the buckles holding Ari down.Lucian was already at her side, jaw clenched, face pale with pain as he worked through his injury. “They’re reinforced!” he said through gritted teeth. “Some kind of tamper-proof lock!”Margaret’s voice echoed over the noise, every word soaked in venom. “ You really thought I wouldn’t prepare for this? You underestimated me. Again. Now let me see you escape this one, it’s frequency is much higher than the first one”Eva yanked harder, her fingers raw, eyes burning. “Ari, stay with me, stay awake, baby.”Ari sobbed, struggling to speak. “I’m scared…”

Eva’s survival felt like a miracle.She was hurt, bruised all over, and weak but she was alive. Her return gave the entire team a new kind of strength. Lucian barely left her side. The look in his eyes every time he saw her said everything: he thought he had lost her forever. Every small touch, every quiet word between them now carried more weight than before.Ari stayed close too. She brought Eva drawings, folded hearts, and sat quietly near her bed, afraid to leave. Her joy was gentle and honest, it helped Eva heal more than the medicine did.But while Eva’s body healed, something darker stayed in the air. Margaret; her mother, The Maestro had escaped. Her last words still rang in Eva’s ears like a curse.“She’s a ghost now,” said Margaret Thorne, the real Margaret, Lucian’s mother, as they sat reviewing the latest reports.“She’ll disappear for a while,” she added. “But she won’t stop. She’ll rebuild. And this time, she’ll be worse.”Detective Reyes had confirmed it. There had been