All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Baby.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SOPHIA BENNETT’S OFFICE – Evening – MANHATTAN Sophia Bennett's office held its breath - the kind of silence that comes before storms. A glass of champagne shimmering in her hand, catching the glow from her desk monitor. Sophia sat alone in her sleek, dimly lit office, the Manhattan skyline glittering behind her like a crown she once deserved. On the screen: a tweet from Alex Knight’s Press Secretary, pinned and already viral “Mr Knight stands by the integrity of Knight Enterprises. We will address all allegations in due course. Until then we remain focused on truth and transparency”. Sophia scoffed “still hiding behind Polished words. Always Someone to clean your mess.” She stood, slowly pacing towards the screen, her heels clicking against the marble floor, sharp and deliberate. Her eyes scanned the retweets, the likes, the carefully chosen corporate phrasing and the world eating It up. She laughed “Smile, Alex. You’re trending.” She raised her glass. Not with glee—but closure

‘The world around him was falling but in her arms he didn't just escaped but he was reborn their bodies became the only truth uncorrupted’ The room was a sanctuary of quiet opulence. The skyline, cold beyond the glass. Soft amber lights glowed from recessed corners. The king-sized bed sat untouched, draped in crisp charcoal linen. Across it, Anna lay curled on the couch dressed in her burgundy lingerie, still heavy with sleep. The door eased open. Alex stepped in, as silent as a breath. He gently placed his laptop on the console, he slipped off his jacket. He never glance toward the couch. Even though he knew she was there. Her presence seemed to be the only peace he had left. He crossed the room to the walk-in closet, a sleek chamber of black wood, and polished marble floors. He peeled off his clothes and stepped into the bathroom. The bathroom was a palace in itself the Italian stonework, matte gold fixtures, and a rain shower carved into the ceiling like a portal. Onyx count

Breaking news: Holden Vaughn, board member at Knight Enterprises, has been found dead in his Park Avenue residence under undisclosed circumstances… Anna slowly stands beside him, stunned. Alex’s stare is hollow. Alex quietly, to himself “Damn it, Holden…” He doesn’t explain. He doesn’t move. Anna watches him — trying to piece it together. But something’s changed. Something cold has settled over him. KNIGHT ENTERPRISES – EXECUTIVE FLOOR – LATER THAT MORNING The elevator doors part with a ding. Alex steps out, flanked by Lucia and his head of security, Griffin. The atmosphere is sharp. No smiles. Just clipped footsteps and tense glances. ALEX’S OFFICE Alex throws his coat on the couch. “Tell me everything you’ve got on Holden. Now.” Lucia “He missed last week’s board call. Claimed health reasons. But Internal flagged strange movements in his offshore accounts. Quiet transfers. A shell company in Belize.” Alex sharply said “Why didn’t I see this earlier?” Lucia “He was careful

McKinley sped out of Eric’s private suite, the tires of his Mercedes hissing against the asphalt. Just a few meters behind, a familiar black SUV slipped into the street quietly. His fingers tightened around the wheel. “Damn.” He punched the accelerator. He took a Sharp right turn, a left and yet another right — tires screeching now. But the SUV held steady in his rearview, gaining ground. His pulse spiked, his breath shortened, he was being followed. The SUV speeds up behind him, accelerates past and swerves hard, blocking his path. His tires screeched as he slammed the brake. Doors open two Knight Security operatives (ex-Special Forces swarm him, He grabs the handle, but too late they've gotten him already. One pushed a silent needle to his neck before he could scream he blacked out. KNIGHT ENTERPRISES – SECURE SERVER ROOM – NIGHT. The hum of servers fills the dark room. A single monitor glows, casting blue light over Lucia’s face as her fingers fly across the keyboard. Lucia

The storm in McKinley’s guest room hadn’t fully passed. Shadows still clung to the walls, heavy with the unspoken weight between him and Claire. But miles away, in the top floors of Knight Enterprises, another storm was about to break—this one with a smile sharp enough to cut glass. Anna had been restless ever since she learned that the real threat to Eric wasn’t a rival board member, but his “small man” Noah. She wasn’t about to take chances. The sooner she put Eric behind bars, the sooner she and Alex could breathe again. ‘But why is Alex so reluctant to investigate him?’ she thought, pacing her living room. ‘If he really dug, he’d find something that would keep Eric locked up for a long time.” Her phone lit up—Maya calling (FaceTime). Anna let it ring until it cut off. It rang again, he still ignored it. On the third try, she sighed and answered. “Hey, girl,” she forced a smile into her face. “Are you alright, Anna? Something seems… off with you.” Maya’s tone was war