Semua Bab From Single Mom to the Billionaire's Queen: Aleira Tan: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Chapter 70: The Crown of Her NamePOV: AleiraThe cold wind of dawn hadn’t yet lifted the mist blanketing the city when I stepped onto the rooftop of Montenegro Enterprises. A place that once felt like a distant dream now stood beneath my heels—real, intimidating, and mine to face. I gazed at the horizon, its gentle light breaking through the night like the first promise of freedom.Today, I would no longer hide.Today, I would claim the name that was rightfully mine.Below me, the press conference had already begun. Cameras flashed, journalists buzzed, and whispers of the scandal that once defined me floated like smoke across the venue. It had taken days to prepare this—an unexpected collaboration between Lim Industries and Montenegro Enterprises to formally introduce a new era of partnership. But there was more to this gathering than corporate strategy.There was me.I looked over the side to the garden below where my daughter played with Brent’s younger sister, Chloe. Lara’s soft g

Chapter 72: Isabelle’s Fall POV: AleiraThe press conference had barely ended, but the echo of my words—of truth, of blood, of identity—still clung to every corner of Montenegro Enterprises like morning fog refusing to lift.I stood by the window of the 38th floor, staring out at the skyline that had once made me feel small. Now, I didn’t flinch. I had finally stepped into my name—Lim Aleira—and the weight of it didn’t break me. It steadied me.But not everyone was celebrating."You're not going to believe this," Adrian said, stepping into my office with his tablet in hand, eyes sharp. He tapped the screen. "Someone tried to leak falsified records discrediting your identity last night—literally minutes after your announcement."My chest tightened. "Who?"Adrian hesitated. "We traced the documents back to Isabelle Lim."The name hit me like cold water.I’d only met Isabelle twice—once at the gala, and again in the conference lobby when she wore that effortless smile and dropped subtle

Chapter 74: Chloe’s RedemptionThe Montenegro Estate was unusually quiet. It was a suffocating kind of silence—the kind that lingered after storms, not before them. And Chloe Montenegro felt like a storm had just passed through her heart.She stood by the large window of her room, the morning sun casting golden light on the glass vases and framed portraits lining her shelves. Her eyes lingered on a photo of her, Brent, and their parents during a gala years ago. All of them were smiling, perfect on the outside, fractured beneath.So much had changed since then.Especially her brother.Especially Aleira.She used to believe her parents were always right. That their decisions were made for the good of the family. That Brent’s destiny had always been Sofia Hales. And Aleira Tan? Just a passing mistake. A shadow that needed erasing.But now, Chloe wasn’t so sure.She had seen Aleira rise from nothing to someone who could command a room with dignity, not because of wealth or bloodline, but

Chapter 76: Love, Loud and UnafraidPOV: AleiraThe morning of the wedding dawned soft and golden, casting a warm hue through the glass windows of the Lim ancestral estate. It was the kind of day poets would write about, a rare and perfect morning where time itself seemed to pause in reverence. The air was crisp, birds sang in cheerful choruses, and the gentle hum of activity resonated throughout the estate.I stood before the mirror in my bridal suite, wrapped in a silky white robe, staring at the woman I had become. My hands trembled slightly as I reached up to adjust the diamond-studded pin holding my veil in place. The reflection staring back at me wasn’t just Aleira Tan, the single mother once abandoned in the rain. It wasn’t just Lim Aleira, the long-lost heiress returned from obscurity. It was me—whole, scarred, stronger.Chloe stood behind me, a soft smile on her lips as she helped zip up my gown. “You look breathtaking,” she whispered, her voice emotional.“Thank you for bein

Chapter 78: Lara’s ChoiceAuthor's POVThe morning sun filtered softly through the tall arched windows of the Montenegro-Lim estate. Light played gently across the polished floors, glinting off the delicate floral arrangements that had yet to be moved from the wedding ceremony the day before. The air still held the fragrance of white lilies and roses—a reminder that something beautiful had blossomed here.Brent Montenegro stirred in the early silence of the master bedroom, his arm draped protectively around Aleira. She was still sleeping, her chest rising and falling with deep, peaceful breaths. Her face looked serene, even youthful, untouched by the burdens that had once haunted her. The layers of secrecy, hurt, and longing had slowly begun to peel away, and in their place bloomed hope, healing, and love.He brushed a kiss on her temple and carefully slid out of bed. There was one more promise he hoped would be fulfilled today—a quiet hope that had lived in his heart ever since Aleir