All Chapters of Pregnant With The Ex-Husband's Twins: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The Royal Palace of Montbert. Three days later.The atmosphere inside the palace had shifted fundamentally. The air of aristocratic leisure was gone, replaced by the hum of high-voltage machinery and the disciplined march of boots.Jackson stood on the highest balcony of the West Tower, looking down at his domain. To the naked eye, the gardens looked peaceful, filled with blooming roses and fountains. But Jackson saw the truth."Perimeter seismic sensors active," Alex walked onto the balcony, holding a ruggedized tablet. "I’ve calibrated them to ignore wildlife. But if a human weighing more than fifty pounds steps within a mile of the castle walls, we will know before they even take a second step.""Good," Jackson nodded, pointing to the sky. "What about the aerial defense?""Laser grid installed," Alex pointed to invisible emitters on the tower spires. "Nothing flies over this palace without an invitation. Not a drone, not a missile, not even a bird if I turn the sensitivity up."Jac

The next evening, a massive thunderstorm hit the Kingdom of Montbert.Rain lashed against the reinforced glass of the Royal Bedroom.Jackson was sitting by the fire, reading a book to Serenity, who was resting on the sofa. It was a peaceful moment.Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.Jackson’s phone vibrated violently on the table. Then, the secure landline rang. Then, Luke’s walkie-talkie beeped from the hallway."What now?" Jackson groaned, picking up the phone. "This better be an invasion.""Sir! We have a Code Red!" Luke burst into the room without knocking. He looked terrified. "The Sterling European Data Center in Zurich is under attack. Massive cyber-breach. They are trying to drain the liquidity pool of the Central Bank!""Is it Alex playing games?" Jackson asked calmly."No! It's external. And they triggered a meltdown sequence in the cooling servers. If you don't override it manually from the Command Center in the East Wing, the whole financial system of Europe could crash in an hour!"Jackso

The storm passed, but the tension in the palace remained electric.The Royal Infirmary had been secured. Jackson refused to let the baby leave the room. He stood guard at the door, holding the newborn in one arm and a fresh coffee in the other."She hasn't cried in three hours," Serenity whispered, lying in the hospital bed. "Is that normal?""Nothing about her is normal," Margaret adjusted the sensors on the baby's chest. "Her body temperature runs at 102 degrees constantly. And look at this."Margaret held a metal spoon near the baby’s hand.Cling.The spoon magnetized to the baby's skin."Bio-magnetic field," Alex murmured, typing on his tablet in the corner. He hadn't slept. He looked at the baby with a mixture of awe and calculation. "She is a living battery. If she gets angry... she could blow out the power grid of the whole city.""We can't let anyone know," Jackson looked at his daughter. Her violet eyes blinked up at him, intelligent and ancient. "If the Architects find out s

The Island of Mist. Ten years later.The jungle was silent, save for the sound of rhythmic breathing and the clash of bamboo sticks.A young woman, tall and athletic with fiery determination in her eyes, was surrounded by five seasoned warriors.Mia Sterling (20 years old)."Too slow," she whispered.She spun, a blur of motion. Whack-Whack-Thud.In three seconds, three warriors were on the ground clutching their shins. The fourth swung a wooden sword. Mia caught it with her bare hand, twisted the man’s arm, and flipped him over her shoulder."Dead," she said, pointing her stick at the last man’s throat.Clapping echoed from the balcony above.Jackson stood there, his hair now salted with distinguished grey, but his posture as imposing as ever."Good form, Mia," Jackson smiled. "But you left your left flank open.""I knew you were watching, Dad," Mia grinned, wiping sweat from her forehead. "I left it open to bait them.""She fights like you, but she schemes like Serenity," Liam walked

The Skylark Rooftop Lounge, Manhattan.It was a party for the "Young and Useless"—or at least, that’s what Alex called the children of New York's elite.Techno music blasted. Champagne cost $500 a glass."I hate this," Mia grumbled, adjusting the strap of her silver cocktail dress. She looked stunning, but her eyes were scanning the room for exits and threats, not potential boyfriends."Stick to the mission," Alex said, typing on his phone. He looked like a GQ model in his slim-fit tuxedo, but his mind was purely on code. "We need to find out which of these rich kids have parents invested in Genesis Corp.""Can I just punch them?" Mia asked."No," Alex sighed. "Mingle. Flirt. Extract information. I'll hack the local network."Mia rolled her eyes and walked towards the bar, immediately attracting the attention of three hedge fund guys.Alex leaned against a pillar, invisible in the crowd. He tapped into the building's Wi-Fi.[ SYSTEM STATUS: ENCRYPTED ]"Weak encryption," Alex muttered