All Chapters of Goodbye My Billionaire Ex-Husband Watch Me Win : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Emily POVNathan called for medical evacuation while Blake checked Vanessa's wound and hisexpression told me it was bad, the bullet had gone through her abdomen exactly where thebaby would be, and even if we got her to a hospital quickly there was no guarantee either ofthey would survive.Vanessa grabbed my hand with surprisingly enough strength and whispered that she had to tell me something before she died, something Margaret made her promise never to reveal, and Ileaned closer while Blake tried to stop the bleeding with torn pieces of his shirt.She said Margaret wasn't working alone in this plan, there was someone else at LothanGlobal Holdings who'd been feeding her information for years, someone so trusted thatnobody would ever suspect them of betrayal.I demanded to know who it was and Vanessa's eyes rolled back as she struggled to stayconscious long enough to answer, then she whispered a name that made my blood run coldbefore her hand went limp in mine and her breathing

CHAPTER 14: Darkness FallsNathan POV"Everyone stay where you are," I shouted, my hand moving to where my pistol should be before remembering I'd left it with security. The darkness was absolute, thick enough to choke on, and a cold, feminine laugh echoed through Marcus's study from somewhere I couldn't pinpoint."That's not Margaret," Sonia whispered, her voice trembled . "Margaret's laughs differently, lower, more controlled."Agent Chen's radio crackled. "All units, report. We have a complete power failure across the estate. Backup generators should have kicked in by now."They hadn't. Someone had sabotaged our secondary systems."Richard, Marcus, Emily-sound off," I ordered, moving carefully toward where I'd last seen my wife."Here," Emily said, and I felt her hand find mine in the darkness."Present," Marcus called from near the window."Accounted for," Richard added from the doorway.Blake's voice came through the darkness. "Nathan, this isn't a simple power cut. Someone cut t

Jason POVThe federal marshals didn't bother being gentle when they shackled me into the armored transport van."Mr Sterling, do you understand that any attempt to escape will result in termination of this agreement?" Marshal Davidson said, checking my restraints again for the third time."I understand," I replied,"I just want to see my daughter.""Your daughter is in NICU, and you're going to a board meeting," Davidson corrected. "After you testify about your mother's manipulation, maybe and I stress maybe we'll arrange supervised visitation."I nodded. Every time I thought about that baby girl nameless, fighting for life-something cracked inside me. Vanessa had almost died bringing her into the world, and it was my fault. Everything was my fault.The van started moving, and looking out through the small window, I started thinking somewhere out there, my mother was escaping with more money than most people could imagine, leaving behind a trail of destruction that included two of my c

Marcus POVI found Emily alone in the library at 2:00 AM, she was looking out the window. The FBI teams still processing the area. She looked exhausted. "You should be sleeping," I said. "Can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see Katerina pointing that gun at Nathan, orJason's face when he saw his daughter's photo, or Margaret's smile when she thought she'dwon." Emily turned to look at me. "Did you know, Dad? Any of it? Did you have any idea what Margaret was doing?"I'd been dreading this question since Sonia's confession. "No. I didn't know about Margaretspecifically. But I knew something was wrong with Jason long before you married him. Isaw the way he needed constant validation, the way he resented your success even whileclaiming to support it. I should have said something. I should have stopped the wedding.""What stopped you?" Emily asked, and there was no accusation in her voice, just genuinecuriosity."Because you loved him. Or you thought you did. And I convinced

Nathan POVThe approach to Sveti Stefan at sunset was stunning, the island fortress glowed golden, medieval stone walls meeting blue water in a postcard is a perfect composition. Under different circumstances, this would be a romantic getaway.Instead, it was the site of our final confrontation with Margaret Petrovna Volkov."Villa Petrovna is north by northwest, three hundred meters from the main resort," Blakesaid through our earpieces, his voice calms despite the approaching danger. "Thermalimaging shows six people inside likely Margaret plus five guards. No sign of unexpectedcompany."I adjusted my tactical vest, checking weapons I'd hoped never to use outside a firing range.Emily sat beside me in the small speedboat, looking focused and determined, no fearvisible despite what we were about to attempt."Last chance to back out," I said quietly. "No one would blame you for choosing safety overclosure.""I'm not backing out," Emily replied, checking her own equipment with prac