All Chapters of Once my Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The anonymous video of Lila was no longer just a threat, it was a declaration of war. Bella stared at the screen long after it went dark, the image of her daughter’s innocent laughter now tainted by fear. Her hands trembled, not just from panic, but from the unshakable realization that whoever was behind this knew everything. Lila wasn’t just collateral anymore; she was the weapon.Bella couldn’t wait. As soon as Jason walked into Reed International’s private conference room, she closed the blinds and locked the door. Her eyes were bloodshot, her voice hoarse with urgency.“Jason, we have to do something. Something about what I showed you earlier.”Jason tensed, immediately sensing the weight in her tone. Without a word, she handed him her phone. The screen lit up with the video Lila in a park, the camera zooming in too closely, too intentionally.Jason’s face drained of color. His hand trembled as he gripped the phone, staring at his daughter — his daughter — unaware she was being h

The threat had evolved from a shadow into a suffocating presence silent, persistent, and terrifying. Bella’s entire world now rotated on the axis of Lila’s safety. The anonymous messages weren’t just taunts anymore; they were warnings. Precise. Personal. And horrifyingly close to home.Jason had transformed overnight from CEO to something fiercer—an unrelenting force fueled by fury, guilt, and the kind of fear that only came with being a father.His security chief, Mark Jenkins, stood in Jason’s office, dark eyes unreadable. Once a black-ops legend, Jenkins now operated in the private sector with chilling precision. He had swiftly turned Bella’s apartment building into a fortress disguised as a home. Cameras were embedded into light fixtures and exit signs. Lila’s school had been discreetly placed under watch, with guards posing as parents and maintenance workers.“The proxy servers are bouncing through six countries,” Jenkins reported. “But we isolated a signature pattern on a specif

The truth about Silas Thorne and George Reed’s continued, ruthless orchestration behind the scenes landed like a professional boxer’s punch. Bella sat still for long moments after Jason revealed the financial links, her body trembling from the sheer weight of betrayal. It was no longer just Veronica’s venom or corporate ambition, it was George himself, lurking in the shadows like a puppet master, weaponizing surveillance and fear against them. Against Lila.That realization didn’t break Bella it strengthen her resolve and forged her.Jason, no longer just the heir or the leader, had shifted. The warmth in his eyes was still there when he looked at Bella, but the fire had hardened into something colder, more dangerous. The protective instincts he’d once dulled out of obligation were now sharpened into a blade of vengeance.“Jenkins,” Jason said, voice clipped and steely, “I want full visibility on Silas Thorne’s firm. I want his staff tracked, I want every server ping logged. No more h

The digital trap had worked like clockwork.Silas Thorne’s signature was all over the infiltration logs, his reckless brilliance, his arrogance, his fingerprints. With every line of code, every unauthorized access, he had not only buried himself but dragged Veronica Pierce and George Reed into the light with him. Mark Jenkins and his cybersecurity team moved swiftly, documenting the breach, assembling airtight evidence for Detective Harris. The noose was tightening. Slowly, methodically. And this time, it wouldn't loosen.But amid the chaos and corporate warfare, something more subtle and far more dangerous was happening.Bella and Jason had been forced into close quarters for weeks now. Emergency meetings turned into late-night strategy sessions. Mutual blame had transformed into shared purpose. And beneath the tension and high-stakes maneuvering, an old, simmering current had begun to rise again quiet, potent, undeniable.It came to a head one night, just past midnight.The office w

The media firestorm surrounding Reed International had escalated into a full-scale siege. Headlines blared fresh accusations daily; corporate misconduct, internal sabotage, and even whispers of federal investigations. Behind the chaos, George Reed’s hidden network operated with surgical precision, pulling invisible strings and manipulating public perception like a master puppeteer.Jason had bought a sliver of time with a narrow board vote of confidence barely enough to breathe. His office became a war room, cluttered with documents, transaction maps, and red-eyed associates fighting to trace the poison bleeding into the company’s core. He stood before a digital board, outlining the web of financial manipulation and media leaks.“They’re shorting the stock, controlling the narrative, and manufacturing panic,” Jason said, his voice low and grim. “This isn’t just an attack, it’s a hostile operation. They’re trying to destroy Reed International from the inside out, force a devaluation, a