All Chapters of The Revenge Of The Betrayed Bride: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

“Looked legitimate,” Damien interrupted sharply, slamming a hand on the table. “Isn’t enough! Blackwood Group doesn’t look at risks. We know them. That’s why I’m here.”Alexander leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. “Damien… calm yourself. Mistakes happen. But clearly, we need to assess how far this went.”Damien’s eyes flashed. “Assess? Father, this isn’t about assessment. This is about damage control. Vivian’s so called verification could have destroyed the company.Before Damien could respond, Amelia spoke up firmly. “Damien, let’s not throw Vivian under the bus. She acted in good faith. The documents were presented correctly. The approvals went through the normal channels. This isn’t her fault alone.”Damien’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t interrupt.Alexander leaned forward, his voice calm but sharp. “Amelia makes a point. While this is serious, we need to separate intent from outcome. Vivian did what she was supposed to do, according to procedure.”Damien slammed his

Vivian cut her off bitterly. “Not anymore. They’ve already replaced me on the board review team. Damien made sure of it.”She laughed, but it came out hollow. “They demoted me, Claire. Me! After everything I’ve done.”Claire’s voice was soft. “Maybe you should take some time off..”Vivian’s gaze turned cold. “No. I’m not running away. Whoever set me up wants me gone. And I’m going to find out who it is.”Claire nodded quickly. “Should I cancel your afternoon meetings?”Vivian walked to the window, staring down at the city below, her reflection sharp against the glass.“No,” she said finally, her tone icy calm again. “Keep everything as it is. If they expect me to crawl, they’ve clearly forgotten who I am.”Damien and Katherina’s Mansion — The Next MorningSunlight poured through the wide windows of the marble dining room. The smell of coffee filled the air as Damien sat at the head of the table, newspaper in hand.The bold headline glared back at him:“Vivian Ashcroft Demoted After Cr

Vivian’s Apartment — MidnightVivian sat on the floor, her back against the couch. Half-packed boxes were scattered around, papers scattered everywhere. Her cat, Whiskers, jumped onto her lap.“You hear that, Whiskers?” she whispered, stroking him absently. “They just… ruined me. All of it. Everything I worked for… gone.”Whiskers purred, nudging her hand, but she barely noticed.Her phone buzzed again another news alert. She stared at it:“Blackwood Group Confirms Internal Audit Following Fake Merger Deal.”She threw the phone onto the floor. “Unbelievable,” she muttered. “All my work… all my plans… flushed down the drain. And for what?!”Whiskers mewed, and she laughed bitterly. “Yeah, you think I’m dramatic. But come on, even you can see this is unfair.”Her hands trembled as she picked up the phone again. She scrolled, hesitated… and dialed her father.It rang twice before his deep voice came through.“Vivian?”She swallowed. “Dad… they’ve ruined me.”There was a long silence. “Wh

Vivian turned her face away, tears streaming silently.“She didn’t even know,” Dr. Collins continued gently. “In her case, it was a cryptic pregnancy.That means she showed little to no visible signs no bump, no symptoms strong enough to notice. It happens rarely, but it’s medically possible.”Alexander’s expression was full of disbelief. “Six months… and we didn’t notice?”Dr. Collins nodded sadly. “Her stress levels, work schedule, and recent health issues likely hid the signs. But the trauma from the attack was too severe for the baby to survive.”Alexander stumbled backward, gripping the chair for support. “No… no, that can’t be. She would’ve told me”Vivian’s shaky voice cut through his words. “How could I tell you when you were never there, Alexander? You were too busy protecting your perfect company, your perfect image!”He moved closer, his voice trembling. “Vivian, please… I didn’t know. God, I didn’t know.”“Now you do,” she said bitterly, her eyes swollen with grief. “You di

Damien and Katherina’s Mansion — Same NightThe rain still poured outside. The soft cry of one of the twins echoed through the quiet halls.Katherina sat in her bedroom, wearing a silk robe, her hair wrapped neatly. She rocked baby Mirabella in her arms while humming softly.The other twin, Isabella, was asleep in the crib beside her.The nursery door creaked open the nanny peeked in.“Ma’am, would you like me to take Mira now?”Katherina didn’t look up. “No. I’ll feed her myself. You can go.”“Yes, ma’am.” The nanny stepped out quietly.Katherina waited until the nursery door clicked shut, then let out a slow breath. Her phone buzzed Private Number.She put the baby in the rocker, smoothed her robe, and answered.“Hello?” she said, voice steady.A low, familiar voice came through. “Mrs. Blackwood. Congratulations again on the twins. Mr. Reyes.”Katherina’s lips curved into a small smile. “Thank you. I assume this call isn’t just to offer congratulations. The matter I asked you about