All Chapters of Regret After Wife Wants Divorce : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The flash of cameras exploded in blinding succession, lighting up the entrance of the grand ballroom like a storm of starlight.The annual Montgomery Foundation Charity Gala was in full swing — a glittering affair held in a five-star hotel, overflowing with society’s elite, business moguls, and an ocean of reporters.And then, through the doors, came them — Arga and Vania, side by side.The crowd erupted.> “Vania! Is this your first public appearance with Arga?”“Are you two officially together?”“How does the Montgomery family feel about this?”Vania froze for half a second, overwhelmed by the flashes and the barrage of voices. Every camera lens seemed to pierce straight through her.But beside her, Arga’s voice came low and calm.“Breathe,” he murmured, gently taking her hand. “I’m right here.”Something in his gaze steadied her — that quiet strength he always carried, the kind that made chaos seem almost distant. He turned to the media with composed confidence, his expression unsh

“The main server just crashed, Mr. Arga! Our security system’s been breached at three points!”The panicked shout from the IT room shattered the calm morning at Arga Prasetya Corp.Arga shot up from his chair, his steps quick and determined as he strode toward the control room.“What happened?”Rama, the finance director, ran alongside him, eyes locked on the massive screen flashing red warning codes.“A cyberattack, sir. External access — but the route’s too clean to trace.”Arga leaned closer to the screen, his jaw tightening.“How long have they been inside the system?”“About two hours before we detected the breach,” a young technician stammered. “They’re targeting international contracts and project tender reports.”Arga’s hand clenched into a fist.“Devandra…” he whispered darkly.Rama turned sharply. “Montgomery again?”Arga didn’t answer — his cold gaze was enough.“He won’t stop until I lose everything.”---Across the city, inside Montgomery Global Holdings, the atmosphere w

“All cameras are set. Reporters from more than twenty outlets have confirmed attendance,” Rama reported briskly, organizing the folders on the table. “But… are you sure you really want to do this, Ms. Vania?”Vania stood before a tall mirror, wearing an ivory-white blazer that made her look composed, regal even. Yet her eyes betrayed the storm brewing inside.“I’ve stayed silent long enough,” she murmured, staring at her reflection. “They think I’m weak because I left quietly. But today… I’ll speak.”Behind her, Arga watched in silence, his face carved with worry.“Once you speak in public, Devandra will retaliate,” he said flatly. “He won’t take this quietly.”“I know.” Vania’s tone was calm, almost serene. “But I also know he won’t stop if I keep running.”Arga said nothing. He looked at her—the woman who once belonged to the powerful Montgomery family, now standing tall against its empire of deceit.“Then I’ll stand beside you,” he said at last.Vania turned, offering him a faint s

“Arga, are you sure this place is safe?”Vania’s eyes scanned the nearly empty café tucked into a quiet corner of the city. The hanging lamp above them swayed softly, its dim light casting restless shadows across the wooden table where they sat.Arga took a slow sip of his coffee before meeting her gaze with calm, steady eyes. “This place belongs to a friend of mine. No cameras, no watchers. We can speak freely here.”Vania exhaled, gripping her warm cup as if it could still the trembling in her hands.“I never thought Devandra would go this far,” she said quietly. “I thought he only wanted to scare you… not destroy your entire project.”Arga looked straight at her. “He doesn’t just want to destroy my business, Vania. He wants to destroy me—and you.”Her breath caught. “Me?”He nodded. “I know how he plays. To break me, he’ll target everyone close to me. And you… you’re still the center of his obsession.”“He has no right over me anymore,” she shot back, bitterness lacing her tone. “W

“Sir! Our security system— it’s under attack!”The panicked voice of an IT staffer echoed through the Montgomery Group’s control room, illuminated by the blue glow of dozens of monitors.Devandra, just returning from a late meeting, rushed in. His suit was still neat, but his expression was taut with tension.“What do you mean, under attack? Who dares breach our system?”“We don’t know yet, sir! All internal networks have locked themselves automatically. The firewall isn’t responding, and—”“And what?” Devandra demanded, stepping closer, his sharp eyes fixed on the massive central display.“And… the company’s main financial data has vanished from the central server,” the staffer stammered. “Not deleted, sir. Stolen.”Devandra clenched his fists. “Impossible. That system has triple-layer encryption and live surveillance from our New York headquarters!”“That’s the strange part, sir. The illegal access came from an internal IP. It’s like… someone inside opened the door for them.”Silenc