Semua Bab Betrayed by Ex, Married to Billionaire : Bab 71 - Bab 80

Morning sunlight filtered through the glass walls of Nadine’s office, but the warmth didn’t reach her. Not today. Not with the storm building outside. Her entire executive team stood before her, tense, restless, their eyes betraying worry.The silence felt like a noose tightening.Finally, Tomas, her head of finance, cleared his throat. “We… we found something,” he said, voice brittle. “Something serious.”Nadine forced her shoulders back. “Show me.”He slid a thick folder onto her desk. The weight of it felt symbolic—heavy, suffocating. Nadine opened it and felt her heart hit the floor.Unauthorized transactions.Altered reports.Misinterpreted profit-loss projections.Manipulated vendor invoices.Her name was stamped on all of them.Her signature.Her approval codes.Her digital authorization.Except—she never approved any of this.Nadine’s fingers curled into fists. “This isn’t real. These have been doctored.”“I know,” Tomas whispered. “But someone wants the world to believe other

The air in Davin’s apartment felt heavy—too quiet, too tense, too full of things unsaid. Rain tapped on the window like impatient fingers, urging him to make a decision he didn’t want to make.The file on his desk glowed faintly under the dim lamp. Inside it was the truth.A truth Nadine should never see.Davin rubbed his forehead and whispered, “If she sees this… it will destroy her.”A knock interrupted him—three soft, uncertain taps.“Davin?” Selena’s voice drifted in. “You’ve been in there for hours. Did you find something?”He inhaled deeply, then slid the file into a drawer.“No,” he lied smoothly. “Nothing new.”Selena stepped inside, watching him with searching eyes. “You’re lying.”Davin stiffened. “I’m protecting her.”Her expression softened, but the concern in her eyes sharpened.“Protecting her with silence is dangerous, Davin. If you’ve found something bad—”“Bad?” He laughed bitterly. “Selena, this isn’t just bad. This will shatter everything Nadine has rebuilt.”Selena

The night felt unusually quiet.Too quiet.The city lights outside Nadine’s office window flickered like dying embers, stretched across the glass tower as if holding their breath. Everyone else had gone home hours ago, but Nadine remained at her desk, drowning in reports she could hardly focus on.Her mind kept replaying the scene from earlier—Rafael losing control, shouting, shaking, spiraling.It wasn’t anger that haunted her.It was the fear she saw underneath.She rubbed her temples, trying to steady her thoughts, when suddenly—A new email notification appeared.Sender: AnonymousSubject: THE MAN YOU TRUSTHer stomach tightened.She clicked it.A wall of text unfolded, cold and venomous.> You think you know Rafael.But he’s hiding something far worse than you imagine.Ask him where he goes at night.Ask him why he’s been in contact with your enemy.If you don’t… you’ll regret it.Attached was a file.A single audio clip.Nadine hesitated, pulse quickening. Her instincts screame

It came in fragments—documents pulled from shadows, whispered confirmations, patterns that only made sense once fear stopped clouding logic. By the time Nadine sat across the long glass table in the secured meeting room, the conclusion was impossible to ignore.This was no longer the work of a single enemy.It was a war.Rafael stood at the screen, sleeves rolled up, dark circles under his eyes betraying nights without sleep. Behind him, a web of names, corporations, and offshore accounts glowed like a digital spider’s nest.“They’re not acting independently,” Rafael said, voice low but steady. “They never were.”Davin leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. “Say it plainly.”Rafael exhaled. “Several of our competitors have merged their operations into one syndicate. Shared resources. Shared intelligence. Shared objectives.”Nadine felt her chest tighten. “You’re saying this is coordinated.”“Yes,” Rafael replied. “And deliberate.”Selena, seated near the end of the table, tapped her

“Did you see that?” a young socialite whispered, clutching her champagne glass as she peeked toward the entrance hall. Her voice trembled with excitement.“Yes… I can’t believe it,” another woman replied, eyes wide. “Aruna… she actually stood her ground against Revan and Celine. And Leonard… he was right there with her.”Aruna, standing near the grand staircase of the opulent ballroom, sipped her wine slowly. The soft clink of crystal glasses filled the air as the city’s elite chattered around her, but she paid little attention. Her posture was flawless, elegant, and commanding—the embodiment of poise, a stark contrast to the whispers and sideways glances directed at her.Leonard’s voice, low but steady, cut through the hum of gossip. “You’ve done well tonight, Aruna.”She tilted her head slightly, allowing a faint smile to curve her lips. “This is just the beginning,” she replied, her tone calm, yet full of underlying determination. “They think it’s about revenge… but it’s about resp