All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Heir : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The air around Ethan’s penthouse buzzed with quiet chaos—stylists rushing in and out, boxes of wedding gifts stacked against the wall, and planners whispering last-minute instructions. Maya stood by the window, her eyes fixed on the city skyline, the ring on her finger gleaming in the sunlight. Their wedding was only two weeks away.Everything was finally coming together—or so it seemed.“Your gown will be ready by tomorrow,” the planner, Lena, said brightly, checking something off her tablet. “We’ve confirmed the guest list, media blackout, and security sweep.”“Perfect,” Maya said with a grateful smile. “I don’t want anything ruining this.”If only she knew how close “ruin” really was.Ethan was in his office downtown when he got the first sign that something was wrong. His assistant, Grace, knocked lightly before stepping in, her face unusually tense.“Sir,” she began, “you might want to see this.”She handed him a sleek black flash drive. “This came in an unmarked envelope address

The night the real video surfaced, neither Ethan nor Maya slept. The air inside the penthouse felt electric, every creak and whisper amplified by the knowledge that they were being watched.Maya sat on the couch with her arms wrapped around herself, her eyes darting to the dark corners of the room. Ethan paced, the faint glow from the television casting sharp shadows across his tense face.“This ends now,” he muttered, his voice low but steady. “No more hiding. No more fear.”He picked up his phone and dialed Grace. “Get a full security team in here within the hour. I want this place swept top to bottom. And call Daniel—we’re issuing a public statement before sunrise.”Maya looked up. “Ethan, the press will twist it—”“They’ve already tried,” he interrupted, meeting her gaze with fierce determination. “But this time, I’m not letting them define the story. I am.”Two Hours LaterThe penthouse was filled with the sound of quiet chaos—security personnel scanning walls with detectors, rem

The night before the wedding dawned heavy with unspoken emotion. The hotel suite overlooking the city was quiet except for the soft hum of rain tapping against the windows. Maya stood before the mirror, her silk robe glimmering faintly under the chandelier light, her reflection both stunning and uncertain.The gown hung nearby—layers of ivory lace and satin, perfectly tailored after countless fittings. But instead of excitement, she felt an ache deep in her chest.Tomorrow, she would walk down that aisle as Maya Alcott-Reed—the woman marrying one of the most powerful men in the country.And yet, all she could think was, "Do I truly belong in his world?"She touched the edge of her engagement ring—the same ring that had once made her cry with joy. Now, it felt heavier, like a promise she wasn’t sure she could live up to.Leah, her maid of honor, noticed her silence. “You’re awfully quiet tonight. Don’t tell me the fearless Maya Alcott is nervous.”Maya tried to smile. “Maybe a little.”

The day of the grand rehearsal dawned bright and golden, the kind of morning that carried the scent of promise in the air. The sprawling Reed estate, transformed into a garden of white roses and floating silk drapes, shimmered beneath the late-afternoon sun. It wasn’t the wedding yet—but it felt close enough to make Maya’s heart tremble.Every corner had been touched by love and precision: the delicate crystal chandeliers hanging from the tented ceiling, the faint melody of violins drifting through the breeze, and the aisle lined with petals that seemed to glow.Maya stood before the full-length mirror in the rehearsal suite, her gown cascading like a whisper of clouds. It wasn’t her final wedding dress—thankfully, that one was still under repair after the sabotage—but this one, an ivory rehearsal gown with pearl embroidery, looked almost ethereal.Her reflection stared back at her—soft curls pinned at the nape of her neck, minimal makeup, and eyes that betrayed a mix of nerves and wo

The applause from the ceremony had barely faded when the world around Ethan and Maya shifted from celebration to crisis. The floral arch, the music, the laughter—everything now felt like a cruel backdrop to something dark unraveling beneath the surface.Ethan’s phone still buzzed in his palm, the words on the screen haunting him like poison:> “Check your company accounts. The leak is already live.”His pulse thundered in his ears. He stepped away from the crowd, motioning for Daniel and his security chief to follow.Maya hurried after him, her veil brushing the ground, her heart pounding in panic. “Ethan, what’s going on?”He stopped near the side corridor, his face pale and tight. “Reed Global’s offshore accounts—someone just drained over fifty million dollars.”Layla gasped. “What?”Maya blinked in disbelief. “That’s… impossible. How?”Daniel spoke quickly, scrolling through his tablet. “The transfer originated internally—using Ethan’s encrypted credentials.”Ethan’s jaw locked. “T