All Chapters of Goodbye My Billionaire Ex-Husband Watch Me Win : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Blake POV Santiago pulled up and article from his tablet and Sebastian’s statement lit the screen. He'd already spin about the ongoing investigation painting us as thugs.His daylight kidnapping was rewritten in real time. Sebastian had posted a statement:Today, one of my former contractors was assaulted by Lothan Industries security whileattempting to conduct legitimate private investigation. The Lothan family's violent responsedemonstrates the thuggish tactics they employ. I'm filing charges against Blake Thompsonfor assault and considering civil lawsuit for excessive force. This is what happens whencorporate bullies feel threatened by legitimate business competition."He's spinning the kidnapping as legitimate investigation," I said. "Making us look like theaggressors.""We have video evidence," Marcus countered. "Security cameras captured everything.Sebastian's contractor explicitly said they were taking Vanessa by force. This is desperatespin control.""Desperate or ef

Emily POVSix months after Sebastian Cross fled to Switzerland, life found an unusual rhythm. LotusAutomotive sold for eight billion. Sebastian accepted, overpaid dramatically, andimmediately discovered he'd bought an expensive shell. We retained all IP, key personnel,and the Formula One team.Lothan-Lotus Racing prepared for our debut season. I stood in the team garage atBarcelona testing, watching mechanics work on our cars during their eighteen months of development."Emily, we have telemetry from Davies Hartley's run, " my race engineer called. "Fastestlap of the session. The car's performing beyond our projections."I studied the data. Hartley was twenty-three, aggressive, hungry and that's exactly what we needed.Our second driver, Mercedes refugee Lucas Werner, provided experience and consistency."Tell Davies to push harder. I want to see where the limit is."Nathan appeared beside me."You're in your element. Haven't seen you this alive sincebefore house arrest.""Racing

Nathan POVThe Lothan Industries private jet cut through the night sky toward Singapore. Emily satacross from me, reviewing security protocols Blake had sent. The twins were asleep in therear cabin finally looking like normal six-year-old girls instead of Catherine's geneticexperiments."Blake says Sebastian's media contacts are already asking questions," Emily said quietly."We have maybe seventy-two hours before someone publishes speculation about the twins'genetics. Catherine's therapy works better.""We're trusting Catherine with our daughters again. Nathan, tell me we're notmaking a catastrophic mistake.""I can't. But what's the alternative? Let Sebastian expose them?"My phone buzzed. Message from Marcus.The flight tracker shows you're four hours from Singapore. Blake's coordinating security on theground. Nathan, Catherine's facility is a legitimately registered medical research clinic. Looksclean from outside but monitor everything she does. We don't know her real agen

Vanessa POVSandra called at 7 AM and I already knew from her voice it was bad."Three donors pulled out overnight. Forty percent of our annual budget. And the landlord had called someone bought our building lease and he's terminating us in thirty days."I sat on the edge of the bed in the Lothan guest apartment and didn't say anything for a moment. Not because I was shocked but because I wasn't. Sebastian had promised consequences and Sebastian always kept his promises. That was the thing about him nobody understood until it was too late, he wasn't impulsive, he didn't rage. He just waited until he found the thing you loved most and then he took it apart piece by piece while you watched.He wasn't coming after me.He was coming after the ninety-three women I'd spent seven years trying to save."Vanessa? Are you there?""I'm here. I'll call you back."I hung up and sat very still with the phone in both hands. Diane's face came to me, a woman who'd arrived at our door at 2 AM with two

Emily POVThe genetic files arrived in New York eleven days before trial started.Sarah briefed us in a conference room at the FBI field office me, Nathan, Marcus, Blake. She laid the documents on the table with the careful, neutral expression of someone delivering news they wish they didn't have to deliver.Sebastian had spent months in Geneva building a parallel case. Not just corporate crimes but a documented argument that Nathan Zhou had knowingly married a Genetic-modified woman, concealed genetically enhanced children from regulatory authorities, and used modified individuals to gain unfair advantage in business competition. Under emerging international genetic ethics frameworks, it wasn't just scandalous.It was potentially criminal.Nathan sat beside me and said nothing. His hands were flat on the table and I knew that stillness. I'd learned every version of Nathan's stillness over the years.This one was the version where he was genuinely scared."They can't prosecute him for