Semua Bab From Single Mom to the Billionaire's Queen: Aleira Tan: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Chapter 51: Old Wounds, New NamesPOV: AleiraThe rain had become a familiar lullaby in my apartment, as though the heavens themselves had wept with me through every heartbreak. Tonight, it was no different. The pattering sound against the windows blurred the sharp edges of my thoughts, which had grown jagged since discovering the adoption certificate.I sat cross-legged on my bed, Lara asleep in the next room. The document lay beside me again, no longer hidden away. I had stared at it so long the edges felt etched into my soul.Henry and Celeste Lim. My biological parents.The names still didn’t feel real. But their weight settled into my chest like an anchor.The questions wouldn’t stop. Who were they really? Why had I never met them? What kind of danger had torn us apart? And more importantly… why had they let me go?I picked up my phone and stared at the search bar. Part of me wanted to find them. Another part trembled with fear. What if I found something I didn’t want to know? Wh

Chapter 53: Elegance and EnvyPOV: AleiraThe invitation burned in my purse like a secret. It had been just two days since Henry Lim, the enigmatic CEO I’d met at the event, handed it to me. At the time, I hadn’t known who he truly was. Now, I couldn’t stop replaying his words and the warmth in his eyes—the familiarity that made my heart twist.The handwritten invitation asked me to visit Lim Industries for what he called a "casual meeting." Nothing about it felt casual.As I stood in front of the towering glass building that housed Lim Industries, I felt wildly out of place. I was wearing my best blouse and slacks, simple and safe. But compared to the polished, designer-dressed employees flowing in and out, I looked like someone who got lost on her way to a job interview.I clutched my bag tighter and took a deep breath before walking inside.The receptionist greeted me kindly, and when I gave my name, she smiled knowingly. "They’ve been expecting you, Miss Tan. Please, take the elev

Chapter 55: Brent’s Regret POV: Brent MontenegroThe sound of the city hummed beneath my office windows—an ever-present reminder that life outside Montenegro Enterprises didn’t stop just because mine felt like it had.I sat at my desk long after the sun had dipped below the skyline, casting the glass walls in a dim amber hue. My office lights were off, the only illumination coming from the muted glow of my laptop screen and the city beyond. But I wasn’t looking at the reports. My eyes had been fixed on the same line of numbers for the last thirty minutes, unmoving.Because all I could think about was her.Aleira.I had hurt her.Again.She’d left the gala early two nights ago—after facing off with Sofia in that tense, humiliating encounter. And I’d stood there like a statue, watching her walk away. I didn’t defend her. I didn’t even reach out.Why didn’t I?Because fear held me back. Fear of what my family would say. Fear of the board. Fear that loving her would cost me everything I’

Chapter 57: Family Ties, Fractured Lies POV: AleiraThe night after discovering the truth felt like a storm without thunder—silent, heavy, and all-consuming. I couldn’t sleep. My thoughts churned in endless spirals. Every breath reminded me that everything I knew about myself had changed. And yet, I was still the same woman raising a child on her own, still the employee in Montenegro Enterprises with coworkers whispering behind her back.But now, I was also the missing daughter of the powerful Lim family. And someone had lied to keep it from me.The morning light broke through my window, sharp and unforgiving. I dressed slowly, my mind replaying the look on Henry Lim’s face when the DNA results confirmed it—confirmed that I was his daughter. I hadn’t said a word when the doctor handed over the sealed envelope. I had only stared at it. It felt too surreal, too abrupt, even when I already suspected the truth deep inside.My phone buzzed.Adrian: “You okay?”I typed back: “I will be.”H

Chapter 59: The SaboteursPOV: AleiraThe storm outside mirrored the one brewing in my chest.I sat in the conference room of Montenegro Enterprises, fingers clenched tightly around the edge of the table. The air was thick with tension. Brent hadn’t spoken to me directly since the scandal broke, though his eyes followed me in every room, haunted and uncertain. Adrian had been the only one standing by me, speaking in my defense to the board, to the media, to anyone who would listen.But now, something darker stirred beneath the surface.Sofia Hales had made herself visible again.Her name was everywhere. Photos of her in glossy dresses, sipping wine at society events, and beside those—pictures of me. Blurry ones. Cruel ones. Ones that made it look like I was shouting at Brent in public. Others made it seem like Adrian was more than a colleague, painting a salacious triangle the media ate up.“Strategic defamation,” Adrian muttered beside me, passing his tablet toward me. “They’re tryin