Mr. President Has A Baby Bump のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

~~Alex~~Everything was spinning out of control like the universe had decided to collapse in on itself and take everything I loved along with it.Within a few hours, everything Jay and I had built everything we’d fought to protect was bleeding out in front of me.The footage still played behind my eyelids every time I blinked.Lena her eyes blank, her movements jerky and inhuman standing at the top of the stairs. Jay’s soft, confused voice asking what she was doing there. And then… that push. That horrifying, slow-motion fall.It wasn’t just Jay she tried to kill. It was him… and our babies.I ran my fingers through my hair, gripping the strands hard enough to hurt, but it did nothing to quiet the storm roaring inside me. I could still hear James’s voice echoing in my head, clinical and detached as he’d explained what he’d found in Lena’s brain. Neurological interference. Control. Radiation traces.This wasn’t an accident.This was orchestrated.And whoever planned it didn’t just want

~~Alex~~The sun had barely risen when my car rolled to a stop in front of my family estate.The house was quiet, peaceful even, with the early light glinting off the silver gates and the soft hum of the fountains echoing through the courtyard. But inside me, there was no peace only the steady pounding of urgency that refused to let go.I hadn’t slept. Not even for a minute.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Jay pale, unmoving, surrounded by tubes and wires. I saw Lena too, her body trembling under the harsh glow of the surgery room. James’s words kept looping in my head: “We may lose him and the babies if he doesn’t wake up soon.”The babies.Our babies. I took a deep breath and pushed open the grand glass doors. The familiar scent of coffee and the faint sound of the morning news filled the air. My father, Chairman Fisher, was already seated at the head of the dining table, reading through his usual stack of financial reports. My mother sat opposite him, elegant as always, sipping

~~Alex~~ After securing my parents’ help to buy as many Hale shares as possible, I knew my next move couldn’t wait. Saving the company was one thing saving my family was another entirely. Jay is my family and I will do anything for him. Whoever did this… whoever set this entire nightmare in motion Jay ending up in a coma, the brain control, the corporate sabotage wasn’t just aiming for the Hales’ downfall. They wanted destruction. And if I didn’t move fast, they’d get exactly that. I left home before sunrise, the sky still bruised with the fading shades of night. My car cut through the empty streets until the familiar iron gates of the Alpha base came into view. The guards saluted immediately, their posture snapping straight when they saw me. Inside, the air was thick with tension and quiet precision. Rows of screens glowed against the dim light surveillance feeds, signal intercepts, live maps. My team was already there, armed, alert, waiting. These were the best men in the cou

~~Alex~~The room was dead quiet except for the soft hum of the monitors and the furious clicking of keys. Every member of the Alpha team was locked in, their faces illuminated by the cold glow of multiple screens. Then, suddenly….“I’ve got it!” one of the alpha techs shouted, spinning in his chair so fast he nearly fell. “We’ve traced the IP address from that anonymous message!”I was across the room in a heartbeat. “Where is it coming from?”The tech swallowed hard, double checking his screen before saying it out loud. “The Yakuza family network, sir. The main branch.”For a moment, the words didn’t make sense. It felt like static in my head, like I’d misheard him. “Say that again.”He hesitated, eyes flicking nervously toward me. “The IP originated from the Yakuza clan’s central domain. The encryption level matches theirs no question about it.”The room went still.Every head turned toward me, waiting for my reaction. But I just stood there, staring at the monitor, my mind racing

Third Person POV“How many shares do we have now?” Madam Fisher asked as she stepped into the study, her silk robe trailing lightly against the marble floor. Her tone was calm too calm the kind that came only after a night of chaos and too many unanswered questions.Chairman Fisher didn’t look up immediately. He was seated behind his massive oak desk, the morning light spilling through the blinds across his face, highlighting the deep lines of exhaustion there. His phone was still in his hand, another call unfinished. When he finally spoke, his voice was gruff.“Twenty percent,” he said, setting the phone down. “As of now, we own twenty percent of Hale Corporation’s total shares… until we transfer the ownership to Jay of course”Madam Fisher exhaled, her shoulders relaxing a little. “That’s great,” she murmured, walking toward the window. “That’s enough to keep the company stable until the Hales recover.”“Stable?” he echoed with a sharp laugh that didn’t reach his eyes. “You have no