All Chapters of My Ultimate Revenge : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Queen’s Gambit.The morning after the press conference, Aria stood at the edge of the boardroom, flanked by her core team. The room was filled with tense silence. The media firestorm still raged beyond their walls, but inside, there was strategy.Jerry tapped the digital screen. “Helena didn’t retaliate. Yet. That means she’s recalculating.”Aria nodded slowly. “Good. That means she knows we’re no longer playing defense.”Philip turned from his laptop. “We've cross-referenced every server Helena touched. Traced transactions. She left a false trail through five dummy shell companies,but one of them accidentally pinged a warehouse in Lower Brightstone.”“Accidentally?” Isabelle asked.Philip smirked. “No such thing. She wanted us to find it.”Jerry’s gaze darkened. “A trap.”“Most definitely,” Philip confirmed. “But possibly one worth springing.”Aria stood, her presence commanding. “Then we walk into it. But on our terms.”~~*~~Later that afternoon, Aria returned to her private quar

Beneath the Surface.The city lights went on and off continuously beneath them like a restless heartbeat.Standing at the tower's edge, Aria folded her arms, her reflection evident on the glass. The recording, the voice, kept playing in her mind. Not Daniel’s voice. Not yet. That would come later. But the silence surrounding Helena’s last words. The secrets that still clung to every page, every letter, every calculated move.Jerry joined her, eyes scanning the skyline.“She’s gone,” he said. “But she didn’t vanish. Someone’s helping her.”“Regina.” Aria’s voice was certain.Jerry didn’t argue.“She walked in like she knew where we’d be,” Aria continued. “Knew what would be waiting. Helena left that message, but Regina burned it before we could finish deciphering it. That’s not loyalty. That’s orchestration.”“And now we have two enemies.”Aria shook her head. “No. We have more. We just haven't seen them yet.”~~*~~At the underground command center, Philip projected a map of every

Unmasking the Quiet.The night wrapped the tower in a quiet that wasn’t peaceful, it was expectant. The wind blows through narrow gaps while brushing the windows. Aria stood motionless in the dim corridor, her reflection barely visible in the glass. The flash drive dug into her palm. Her knuckles were pale from the grip.She took a breath that didn’t warm her lungs and stepped through the steel door.Screens glowed with lines of code and maps inside the control room as the lights were low but blue. Jerry turned from the console, his gaze steady but shadowed with the kind of exhaustion that didn’t come from lack of sleep, it came from knowing too much.“You saw the files?” he asked.Aria gave a small nod and walked forward. Her heels echoed, sharp and final, until she reached the center table. She dropped the flash drive onto the metal surface with a clink. Then she sat.“I did,” she said.Jerry waited. His fingers tapped once against the edge of the desk. Not impatience, something co

Ashes and Exposure.The morning arrived not with light, but with chaos.Jerry burst into Aria’s office, a grim look carved into his face. In his hand, a tablet, vibrating with alert after alert. News headlines blared across the screen.GRANT CORP SCANDAL: ILLEGAL PATENTS AND COVER-UPS EXPOSEDBREAKING: CEO ARIA CADEN LINKED TO DEFUNCT BLACK-MARKET TECH RINGAria, seated calmly moments ago, stood abruptly, her eyes widening in disbelief.“What the hell is this?”Jerry placed the device in her hand. “It dropped twenty minutes ago. Every news outlet is echoing it. And social media’s worse.”Isabelle charged in next, her phone to her ear. “I’m on with our PR team now. They’re already drafting a statement. But this is spreading fast, Aria. Really fast.”Aria scrolled, her expression shifting from shock to fury. The article included falsified emails, doctored invoices, even a manipulated voice message from her late father. A forged narrative implying Aria continued a secret operation of il

Final Threads Begin to Unravel.The early dawn spilled through the glass of Caden Tower like a warning light. Aria stood before the digital war board in the command room, eyes locked on the blinking map that showed every point of Elias Monroe’s empire they had dismantled.Twenty-eight shell companies down. Fourteen corrupt tech contracts exposed. Dozens of aliases identified.And yet, the center, the man himself, remained untouched.“We found the location,” Philip said, walking in, sleep-deprived but energized. “A private facility in the Velrose Mountains. Off-grid. Hidden in plain sight. Satellite confirms activity.”Jerry stood beside Aria, arms folded. “What kind of activity?”“High-frequency network signals, generator cycles, possible drone surveillance,” Grant replied. “He’s preparing for something.”Aria exhaled, thinking. “This isn’t about evasion anymore. He’s baiting us.”“Then we go in, prepared,” Jerry added. “But we do this our way. No blood, no fire, unless absolutely nec