บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Surrogate Twins : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The safe house was forty minutes outside the city.Jake drove in silence. Mia sat in the passenger seat, watching the city lights fade behind them as they moved into darker, quieter roads.Her phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number.“Where are you? We need to talk. - V”Victoria.Mia deleted it without responding.The phone buzzed again. Another text.“Mia, please. I’m worried about you. Call me.”Delete.Another buzz.“You’re making a mistake. Whatever you think you know, you’re wrong.”Mia turned off her phone completely.Jake glanced at her. “Victoria?”“Yeah,” Mia said.“She’s going to keep trying,” Jake said. “She’ll call. She’ll text. She’ll probably send people to your apartment.”“Let her,” Mia said.They drove another twenty minutes before Jake turned onto a narrow gravel road. Trees pressed in on both sides. No streetlights. N

“Victoria!”Damien’s voice echoed through the bedroom. He was still standing in the bathroom doorway, dripping wet, holding the pregnancy test like it was evidence in a trial.Victoria’s mind went blank. Then it started racing. She hadn’t meant for him to find it. Not yet. Not like this. She’d been planning to tell him eventually. When the timing was right. When she could control the narrative.But now he knew.“Damien, let me explain,” Victoria started.“Explain?” Damien’s voice was dangerously quiet. He stepped out of the bathroom, still holding the test. “Explain what, exactly? Explain why there’s a positive pregnancy test in our bathroom?”“It’s yours,” Victoria said quickly. “The baby. It’s yours.”Damien stared at her. Then he started laughing.It wasn’t a happy laugh. It was the kind of laugh that came from disbelief. From something breaking inside.“Mine?” he repeated. He was still laughing. “Mi

One month had passed since Kevin left for Canada.One month of hiding in the safe house. One month of investigating. One month of hitting dead ends.Mia was three months pregnant now. The twins were growing. Her belly was starting to show more prominently. She couldn’t hide it under loose shirts anymore. It was there. Visible. Undeniable.She stood in front of the bathroom mirror in the safe house, studying her reflection. Dark circles under her eyes from too many sleepless nights. Her face looked thinner. Sharper. The stress was wearing on her.But she was still standing. Still fighting.She’d changed everything a month ago. New phone. New number. New email address. Everything that could be tracked had been destroyed and replaced.Jake had taught her how to be careful. How to move without leaving digital footprints. How to communicate without being monitored.For the past month, they’d been investigating Viktor’s operation systematically. Following the addresses from Dr. Reid’s files

Mia’s hands went up instinctively. “Wait. Please. It’s me. It’s Sarah. Sarah Martinez. We spoke on the phone.”She was using the fake name she’d given Lauren when they’d arranged the meeting. A borrowed identity. Protection in case Viktor was monitoring Lauren’s communications.The woman’s eyes narrowed. The gun didn’t lower. “Prove it.”“You told me to come at noon,” Mia said quickly. “You said you’d tell me about the Crosses. About the surrogacy operation. You said you were ready to talk.”The woman stared at her for a long moment. Then slowly, very slowly, she lowered the gun.“You’re alone?” the woman asked.“Yes,” Mia said.“No one followed you?”“No one,” Mia said. “I checked. I was careful.”The woman moved to the window and looked out at the street. She scanned the empty road. The parked cars. The quiet neighborhood.Finally, she seemed satisfied.“I’m Lauren,” she said. She di

Mia stared at Jake’s number on her screen.Unavailable.She tried once more. Same result.Her mind raced. Who else could she call? Who else knew where she was? Who else could help?Damien.Her fingers were shaking as she scrolled to his contact. She pressed call.One ring.Please answer. Please please please.Two rings.The call connected.“Mia?” Damien’s voice came through immediately. “Where are you? Are you okay?”“Damien, please come get me,” Mia said. The words tumbled out in a rush. “I’m at a gas station. I don’t know the name. Somewhere in San Jose. Please. I need you.”“What are you doing in San Jose?” Damien asked. She could hear movement on his end. Keys jingling. A door closing. “That’s two hours away. What happened?”“I can’t explain now,” Mia said. “I just found out that…”She stopped. How could she tell him? How could she explain over the phone