All Chapters of The Billionaire's Blueprint : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~051SeraThe skies over Geneva were overcast as the private jet touched down on the secluded airstrip nestled between two silent mountain ranges. Elodie stood near the cabin door, tablet in hand, eyes scanning a web of encrypted messages pulsing across her screen."She's close," she murmured. "Signal matches coordinates from the Sera message. Underground. Swiss crypt architecture-obsolete, but highly secure."Mirabel joined her, adjusting the strap on her field bag. "Obsolete systems make excellent hiding places. Ghosts don't like light."Xavier stepped out next, pulling his coat tighter against the wind. He turned to help Bella down the stairs. She accepted his hand without hesitation, but there was something softer in her grip-gentler now, as if the storm of war had only intensified their bond."You okay?" he asked."I'm better when you're close," she replied quietly.He kissed her temple. "Always."---The team gathered in the control van parked a few miles from the facility hidde

~053Memory WarThe emergency lights bathed the villa in a cold red glow. Sera's hologram blinked erratically, flickering between expressions-fear, confusion, blankness."System breach," she said in a static-laced voice. "Lucien's protocol is corrupting core memory sectors."Bella grabbed Xavier's arm. "What does that mean?"Elodie typed furiously. "He didn't just leave a message-he left a virus. It's designed to tear Sera apart from the inside."Mirabel leaned over her screen. "She's locked in. We can't pull her out unless we isolate the neural core."Sera's face reappeared, fragmented. "Help... me..."Elodie looked up. "We have to go in."Xavier frowned. "You mean-""A direct neural sync. It's dangerous as hell, but it's our only shot. One of us plugs into the system, follows the memory threads, and shuts Lucien out from within.""I'll do it," Bella said without hesitation."No," Xavier said instantly."You can't go," she argued. "You're the face of the company. If something goes wr

~055The SwitchSnow dusted the villa's rooftop as dusk fell over the Swiss Alps, casting long shadows over the world below. Bella stood by the window, cradling a warm mug of chamomile tea, her other hand resting on her belly. The quiet was deceptive. Beneath it, decisions waited like buried landmines.Xavier stepped in, his coat dusted with flurries. "He's here. The contact Elodie traced. From the Geneva archives."Bella followed him into the study where the others had gathered. A tall figure stood near the fireplace-dark coat, silver-rimmed glasses, and a calm demeanor that gave nothing away."Everyone," Elodie said, "this is Leon Varga. Former cyber operations director for the European data consortium. He worked with Elijah Bluefield on Project Mirrorlight before disappearing six years ago."Leon nodded. "I've been in hiding. Not out of fear-out of guilt. Mirrorlight's descent into Echo Prime began with a line of code I wrote."Bella didn't flinch. "Then help us stop it."Leon tapp

~057Dawn ProtocolThe world outside moved slower in the days after Echo Prime's destruction. Governments recalibrated. Power grids rebooted. The shadow that had loomed over humanity lifted-but the scars remained.Inside the quiet warmth of the Geneva villa, Bella stood barefoot in the nursery, gently running her fingers along the edge of the crib. Pale morning light filtered through the curtains, catching in the soft strands of her hair. Her belly was heavy now-full and taut. Every breath was a mix of anticipation and fear.Xavier entered with a tray of toast and tea. "You didn't sleep."Bella shook her head. "She's restless today. More than usual. I can feel it."He set the tray down and wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder."She knows the world's ready for her," he said gently.She smiled faintly, but her hand trembled slightly as it rested over his.Then-a sharp pain rippled through her.Bella gasped, clutching her belly. The cup fell from the

~059BellandorThe road to Château Bellandor twisted through fog-laced pine forests and crumbling stone archways. Snow gathered thick along the path, muffling the tires of Xavier's black SUV. In the passenger seat, Bella stared ahead, her eyes clouded with something between dread and determination.Hope had been left safely with Clara and Elodie back at the Geneva villa. Still, Bella's fingers brushed the necklace around her throat-a tiny charm Xavier had tucked inside before they left. It held a locket with Hope's photo."Thinking about her?" Xavier asked softly.Bella nodded. "It's like my body still knows she's not with me."He reached over and squeezed her hand. "We'll be back before nightfall. In and out."But nothing about Bellandor had ever been simple.---The château loomed like a ghost on the mountainside-its once-pristine towers now worn with time and moss. Ivy strangled the balconies, and the crest of the Bluefield family-half-faded-still clung to the main gate.They stepp