Semua Bab Owned By A Man I Couldn't Trust : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Flashback - There was never any love between Daniel Fraser and Emma Fraser, but at first, Daniel, Alex's Dad, had tried to be a good husband. Soon, however, he realized that his wife had no interest in living a normal, loving life, for her, money, wealth, and power were far more important than affection or family. When Alex Fraser was born, Daniel had hoped that Emma might soften, that she might discover the love of a mother in her heart, but she didn’t. Perhaps it was this emptiness that drove Daniel to search for love outside his marriage. That’s when he found Ariana Smith. Ariana was a single mother and Daniel’s newly appointed employee. On her first day at work, she couldn’t stop talking about her son, Kevin, and the boy’s remarkable intelligence. Daniel had found himself drawn to her warmth, wishing that Emma could care for Alex the way Ariana did for Kevin. Slowly, a bond formed between Daniel and Ariana, one built on understanding and genuine affection. Ariana knew she shou

Flashback continues - A few years later. All the wealth Susanne had left behind for Kevin, he did not squander. Instead, he treated it as both an inheritance and a responsibility. With calculated precision, he poured the fortune into multiple ventures, carefully diversifying across industries most men twice his age would hesitate to touch. Within a single year, his instincts proved sharper than the market itself, the profits tripled, turning an already formidable fortune into an empire in its infancy. Kevin Smith had moved on from whatever had once haunted him and channeled everything into business. In his twenties he became a self-made billionaire , the kind of name the media loved to glamorize, the kind of person people either admired or resented. But Kevin was not driven by greed. While building his businesses brick by brick, he also carved a name for himself as a man who gave back. He established charities, funded hospitals, and quietly wrote checks that saved families fro

Flashback behind every move - As she left the restaurant and stepped into the evening air, the city around her felt both indifferent and watchful. Neon bled into rain-slicked pavement, taxis hissed past and people moved with their own private weights. She walked with the pendrive tucked into her palm, her fingers curled as though around a talisman, and for the first time since planning had begun, she understood that victory and regret could cohabit in the same chest. The question that would not leave her was the one Kevin had posed, when the truth fell like glass between them, would Alex’s love endure? Could a man love a woman who turned the knife? Could she forgive herself for wanting both justice and his forgiveness at once? She did not know. All she had was the small, unreasonable hope that love, or at least understanding, could be taught. And that when the time came, she would have the courage to tell him everything. After breaking the deal with Kevin Smith, Rainee began to t

His voice cracked on the last word. Alex gritted his teeth so hard that the muscles at his jaw trembled, pain and fury twisted his features into something she hardly recognized. He looked more wounded than she felt, but that didn’t mean his accusations didn’t cut. Rainee tried to push his hands from her cheeks, he would not let go. “Leave me. You’re hurting me,” she whispered. “JUST TELL ME WHAT ELSE YOU WANT!” Alex’s shout tore through the quiet like a sudden gust. “I’ll give it to you! Just… just stop this already.” Rainee frowned, a small, practiced motion that hid a storm. She tried to steady her voice. “I seriously don’t know what you’re talking about.” “I met him today , the man who was with you at the club , Ethan Anderson, the son of a prominent businessman. He came to invest in my project. What else are you planning with him? First Kevin Smith, and now E--, Why are you doing this to me? How could you do this?!” His words were a rush, each one jagged with betrayal. That’

Rainee slipped into the car waiting outside the villa, her family already inside. The air was heavy with fear and uncertainty, but the moment her mother reached out to her, she felt a fleeting sense of safety. Jessica pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her daughter’s forehead as if she could shield her from the world. “Did you get hurt?” Jessica’s voice trembled, barely above a whisper. “I’m totally fine, Mom,” Rainee assured her, forcing a calm tone she didn’t feel. She turned to her father. “Dad, we should leave now.” Barron’s face was set with grim determination. “Yes. We can’t risk taking a plane or any other transport. They’ll track us immediately.” Rainee nodded, the unspoken truth sinking in, they would have to run like fugitives, by road. Barron started the engine, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. From the back seat, Sam leaned forward, his young eyes wide with a mix of confusion and worry. “Rainee… why did you do that to Alex? I don’t think he’s