All Chapters of The Billionaire's Unwanted Wife : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

~ ISLA ~I sat on the plush velvet sofa, the soft afternoon light filtering through the expansive windows, but my attention was entirely locked onto the glowing screen of my phone.I was casually scrolling through social media when the network practically choked on the sudden influx of data. A single name was suffocating every algorithm, dominating every trending topic across every major platform: Alistair Montgomery.My thumb hovered over a live-stream link that had been clipped and re-uploaded a million times over in the span of less than an hour. It was his press conference, held right in the heart of the Montgomery Group headquarters.I pressed play, my chest tightening slowly as I watched the man I loved step up to a podium. He looked exactly like the ruthless corporate titan the world knew him to be—crisp, tailored, and entirely unyielding under the blinding onslaught of a hundred media flashbulbs.But the moment he adjusted the microphone and began to speak, the entire room fel

~ ALISTAIR ~The floor-to-ceiling windows of my office offered a panoramic view of the Manhattan skyline, but today, the city looked less like an empire I ruled and more like a battlefield where the lines were blurring.I sat behind my mahogany desk, my fingers laced together as I stared at the financial projections spread across the monitors. Outwardly, my posture was relaxed, my expression still an absolute, unbothered control. I was the CEO of the Montgomery Group. I didn't flinch, and I didn't show weakness to anyone, no matter how ugly the situation got.But inwardly, a sharp, throbbing ache had been pulsing behind my temples ever since the day started. A massive headache was clawing at my brain, a physical manifestation of the silent warfare I had been fighting since stepping off that press conference stage yesterday."We've exhausted the tier-one venture firms, Sir," Evan continued reporting, his voice a little tense as he stood in front of my desk. He held a tablet, his thumb

~ ALISTAIR ~ Antonio’s words hung heavily in the air, vibrating with a quiet, absolute gravity that seemed to shift the very atmospheric pressure of the room. I didn't blink once. I kept my gaze locked onto his while my mind worked at a hyper-calculated speed beneath my stoic mask. For a man who ruled a global empire from the shadows, admitting a personal vulnerability—admitting he was moving hundreds of millions of dollars just to shield Isla—was a massive card to play. "You expect me to believe the ruthless Antonio Vitale makes multi-billion dollar corporate decisions based on parental sentiment?" I asked, my voice carrying a dry, razor-sharp edge of skepticism. "The last time we crossed paths, you didn't hesitate to slit the throat of my LA project." He wasn't even stirred by my provocative statement. "That was a different story. You were a business competitor at that time,” he countered smoothly, leaning back and resting his arm along the top of the leather sofa. His expr

~ ISLA ~After days of high-stakes tension and chaotic headlines, the quiet routine of my afternoon felt like a breath of fresh air—finally.Riley and I had managed to align our chaotic schedules for a long-overdue lunch, agreeing to meet at a quiet, upscale bistro tucked away fifteen minutes from Tribeca Heights.The restaurant was bustling with the midday rush when I arrived, but the moment I spotted Riley sitting at our corner table, my professional instincts immediately overrode my relief.She didn't look like herself."Hey," I said softly, sliding into the seat opposite her and setting my bag down.I leaned forward, my eyes scanning her face as if I were inspecting a patient. "Are you alright? You look a little paler than the last time we met."Riley forced a bright, familiar smile, waving her hand dismissively as she adjusted her napkin. "What are you babbling about? I'm fine. Just completely stressed out with my shifts at the hospital lately. You know how the ward gets this tim

~ ISLA ~The silence stretched between us, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the distant rustle of the oak leaves above.I took a slow sip of the cold water for the second time, using the motion to steady my nerves. The lingering adrenaline and pregnancy hormones caused my heart to beat unevenly, making it hard to maintain my usual composure.Looking up at the woman standing before me, I let out a soft breath and forced a grateful smile. "Thank you, Alice. For everything. If you hadn't been there, I don't think I would have been able to dodge that in time."Alice’s expression softened instantly, her features warming up with that familiar, comforting friendliness. She waved her hand dismissively, though her eyes remained entirely attentive to my condition."Please, don't thank me. As another human being, I could never sit back and watch someone being assaulted like that.” Her eyes shimmered as she spoke. “How is your dizziness? Are you feeling any better?""A little," I murmured, lea