Lahat ng Kabanata ng FORBIDDEN AFFAIRS WITH MY FIANCÉ'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

~~Alejandro~~ "Since you’re also a defendant in this case, you can’t take up Javier’s case,” I said calmly. “I’ll make arrangements for another lawyer to handle it. All you need to do is recommend him to Javier and carry out the necessary assignments.” “Alright, sir,” he replies. I ended the call. There is nothing more lethal in a courtroom than a lawyer who is secretly working against his own client. Javier wouldn’t realize it until it was too late. Soon, he would experience the darkest period of his life—and I would personally ensure he got a glimpse of what prison truly felt like. I draw in a slow breath and glance at my watch. It's already closing time. Just as I reach for my jacket, my phone rings. I frown at the caller, then answer. “Hello, Mr. Rodriguez,” a voice says, far too excited. “Get to the point, Javier Ramos,” I reply, already moving toward the door. “I’m at the garage. I noticed your car is still here. Since you’re around, let’s catch up for a drink.

~~Alejandro~~ One thing about silence—it holds more power than most people can imagine. Once you know what you are capable of, there’s no need to speak too much or put on a show. You stay still, watch, and let everything unfold on its own. I personally asked my father’s old friend not to worry too much about the case when he kept reminding me that Elena’s only piece of evidence didn’t truly match the charges. Of course, he was right. But what he didn’t realize was that the information she possessed—however weak—was still valuable to me. I planned to use it to turn Javier against his own wife. And to make it worse, I also invite his mistress—the woman who had no idea he was married. When the truth finally surfaced, after his crimes were laid bare, I would isolate him completely. Strip him of allies. Leave him standing alone. “Let go of my husband!” Her voice thundered, filling the room until everything fell silent. I chuckled softly. The real show was about to begin. She steppe

~~Alejandro~~ My grip tightens around the steering wheel as my thoughts spiral. I leave earlier than planned because I receive Mateo’s message—Anthony is in Madrid and wants to see me. What does he want from me? Why does that man always show up at the peak of my happiness? What secret does he hold against me this time? I pull into a private restaurant and park. He asked me to come alone, with no guards. I don’t usually walk with guards, but his insistence feels strange. From what I can see, he seems to be alone—no guards standing outside. Still, I’m not a fool. I instruct two of my guards to wait outside the gate. The moment they hear my signal, they’re to come in. I step inside and scoff. A giant guard stands beside Anthony. I walk closer. “It seems you came alone,” he says. I chuckle and take a seat. “You’re not a man of your word, Anthony.” He chuckles. “A real businessman doesn’t trust anyone.” “You’re right,” I reply, then subtly signal my guards. Within seconds

~~Alejandro~~ I called home immediately. “Hello, sir.” “Is my father at home?” I ask, my voice tight. “Yes, sir. He’s here with Richard.” “And Sophy?” My breath catches. “She insists on following her mother out,” he replies. My world stops. I hang up without another word and dial Mateo’s number. “Trace Elena’s location,” I order. “Okay, sir.” I end the call and turn to the officer. “You know what to do. And if anything happens to any of them, you will pay,” I say coldly before storming out of the office. My phone rings again. “Sir, Elena’s number has been traced,” Mateo says urgently. “She’s at an abandoned garage close to her late parents’ estate.” “What?” I snap. “Send people there immediately.” I hang up. Just then, my phone rings again. I frown. Why would Anthony be calling at a time like this? I answer. “Alejandro Rodriguez, I need another favor from you today,” he says quickly. “Unfortunately, I won’t be entertaining you today, Anthony,” I reply sharply. “It

~~Elena~~ “I’m so sorry, Elena. I have no idea what really happened. The only thing I saw on the news was that Morales escaped after stabbing Javier and later ended up dead,” Mariana says softly. “It’s okay,” I replied. “Don’t you think you should move your wedding planning forward before your pregnancy becomes too obvious?” Mariana asked.I had asked Alejandro to keep it on hold until further notice, and I told Mariana I would want it next month, but now I think she’s right about me moving it forward. “Hm… That actually sounds like a good idea, but won’t it be too pressurizing?” I asks. She shakes her head. “Everyone wants an opportunity to meet Alejandro. Once it hits the news, trust me, all of Madrid will make time for that day.” I clench my jaw, realizing everything she says makes sense. If Alejandro could arrange his so-called wedding with Valentina on such short notice, then he could definitely do this too. Three weeks later, I decided silently. “Fine. Sounds good,