บททั้งหมดของ Four Babies and a Billion Dollar Lie: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Preggers!The morning sun stretched lazily over the Tokyo skyline, slipping through the curtains of the mansion in gold strips that cut across the polished floors and the green of the garden below. The world was still waking, soft light bathing everything in a gentle clarity, and the mansion felt momentarily at peace.The kids had gone to school, their small uniforms carrying them into the mundane rhythm of life outside this house. A rhythm that had once been fractured, that now somehow hinted at stability. Ares and Julian were seated in the garden, the marble fountain at the center casting gentle ripples over the water as the early breeze moved through the wisteria and hedges. The garden smelled faintly of jasmine and damp earth, a delicate mix that always reminded Ares of Tessa.Julian leaned back in his chair, one hand resting on the armrest, the other idly turning a coffee cup. “Business looks tighter this week,” he said, eyes scanning the small skyline visible over the hedge wal

Lady BiancaThe morning sky over Manhattan stretched pale and endless, the color of watered down steel. The city below pulsed faintly, cars slipping through intersections, horns echoing in the distance, life moving on with its usual indifference. From the penthouse suite of the Langford Estate, the chaos looked almost serene, a symphony of control from ten stories above.Lady Bianca stood by the window, her reflection ghosting across the glass. She wore a robe of deep crimson silk, tied loosely at the waist, her hair pinned in a sleek twist that gleamed beneath the muted light. She was beautiful in that precise, deliberate way that left no trace of softness, every line of her face a statement, every gesture designed to command attention.Behind her, the sound of a door opening broke the quiet. A man stepped in, her private investigator, Colt Ramirez, dressed in dark gray, carrying a file pressed to his chest. His shoes made no sound on the Persian carpet.“Talk,” Bianca said without

Hurry up and act fast!The knife glinted faintly under the kitchen light, still caught in Chloe’s trembling hand. The air was heavy, thick with her uneven breathing. Her pulse thundered in her ears.She could still hear them upstairs. Tessa’s laughter. Ares’ low voice. The sound of a life that wasn’t hers anymore.Her fingers tightened around the knife. Her reflection in the steel looked nothing like the girl she used to be, her face drawn tight, her eyes red, her mouth a line of fury and heartbreak.“Whoa! Whoa! Easy there, tiger!”Chloe gasped, spinning around, the knife clattering slightly against the counter.Julian stood by the doorway, his brows raised in surprise, a can of soda in his hand. His eyes darted from her pale face to the knife gleaming beside her.“Uh,” he said, holding up one hand in surrender. “If this is a bad time, I can, you know, back out slowly.”Chloe blinked, caught between fury and disbelief. “Julian?”“Yeah, last I checked,” he said easily, flashing that c

The Queen Has LandedThe smell of sizzling oil and fried garlic drifted through the kitchen, wrapping the air in a kind of cozy warmth that didn’t quite match the tension simmering just beneath it.Tessa hummed softly to herself, wooden spoon in hand, as she stirred the pot bubbling on the stove. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun, a few curls escaping and clinging to her cheeks. She looked calm or at least she wanted to look calm. Inside, she was anything but.She’d been restless all morning. Ever since Ayisha’s words at the restaurant, they kept echoing in her mind like a stubborn ghost.Make it real. Get Ares to sleep with you for real.She’d laughed it off yesterday, pretended it didn’t get to her. But here she was, in the kitchen, trying to cook for a man who was caring and sweet to her but just didn’t want to bed her.Tessa sighed, tasting the stew and frowning. “Needs more salt,” she muttered, reaching for the shaker.The door creaked open behind her.At first, she didn’t both

The Uninvited Guest“What the hell is she doing here?”Ares’ voice came first, low, stunned, but heavy with disbelief. He stood frozen by the staircase, eyes locked on the tall figure dragging two Louis Vuitton suitcases across the marble floor as though she owned the building.Julian, who’d been leaning casually on the railing moments ago, straightened at once, his jaw slack. “Oh, this is bad,” he muttered under his breath. “This is very bad.”Tessa stood beside Ares, holding the edge of the wall like she needed it to stay upright. Chloe hovered near the kitchen entrance, pale, wide eyed, speechless for once in her life. None of them said another word as Lady Bianca’s heels clicked sharply across the floor, a rhythm of authority and elegance that had no business being here.“Mother?” Ares finally said, voice strained. “What are you doing here?”Bianca didn’t answer immediately. She stopped at the center of the living room, straightened her coat, and looked around, her gaze gliding ov