All Chapters of Pregnant With The Ex-Husband's Twins: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The Monastery of Saint Jude sat on the edge of a jagged cliff, overlooking the stormy Northern Sea. It looked less like a church and more like a prison."No Wi-Fi," Alex complained, holding up his tablet as the wind whipped his hair. "Dad, are you sure this is the right place? It looks haunted.""Ghost stories are for kids, Alex. We are looking for intel," Jackson checked his gear. He brought a flashlight, the iron key from Prince Frederick, and his trusty handgun hidden under his coat.He told Serenity they were going for a "father-son drive." He didn't want her worrying about another dangerous mission.They walked up to the heavy wooden doors. A monk in a brown robe opened them. He had no eyebrows and didn't speak. He simply held out a hand.Jackson placed the iron key in the monk’s palm.The monk’s eyes widened slightly. He nodded and gestured for them to follow.They walked through silent stone corridors filled with the smell of incense and old wax. They descended into the crypts

The International Economic Summit was held in the golden ballroom of the most expensive hotel in Geneva.It was a gathering of the world’s elite—presidents, oil tycoons, and tech billionaires. The air smelled of expensive cologne, champagne, and raw power.On the podium stood Baron Rothschild. He was a small, round man with a polished bald head, wearing a suit that cost more than a normal person's car. He was the monopoly king of the Montbert Central Bank, the man who held the nation's wallet."Integrity," Rothschild declared into the microphone, his magnified face projected on a massive IMAX-sized screen behind him. He raised a glass of water theatrically. "Stability. Trust. These are not just words to me. These are the pillars upon which I built my banking empire."The audience applauded politely.In the VIP box above the crowd, partially hidden by the shadows of the velvet curtains, Jackson Sterling sat watching the performance. He looked like a hunter watching a deer graze before

Winter turned into Spring, and Spring bloomed into Summer.For the Kingdom of Montbert, it was a golden age.With Jackson’s investment and Serenity’s compassionate policies, the economy soared. The schools were rebuilt with Alex's new tech curriculum. The army was reformed under Sebastian’s loyal watch.And Serenity grew bigger every day.Month 6:"I can't see my feet," Serenity complained, sitting in the royal garden surrounded by roses.Jackson, who was on a video call with Wall Street, immediately hung up on a billionaire investor."I can be your feet," Jackson knelt down, massaging her swollen ankles. "Do you need different shoes? I'll buy a sneaker factory.""I need watermelon," Serenity sighed. "And maybe a foot rub that lasts forever.""Done."Month 8:The royal baby bump was the talk of the nation. People placed bets on the gender. Even Alex created an algorithm to predict it."Probability states 51% female," Alex adjusted his glasses, looking at the 3D ultrasound on his scree

One month later. The Palace Garden.It was the "Moon Celebration" for Princess Aurora.Jackson Sterling was currently interrogating a Duke who had brought a gift."Is this teddy bear made of organic cotton?" Jackson squinted at the toy. "Has it been tested for choking hazards? Did you wash your hands before wrapping it?"The Duke stuttered. "I... I bought it at Harrods, Your Highness.""Luke," Jackson signaled his assistant. "Send it to the lab for decontamination. Then give it to the dog to test for poison.""Yes, Boss."Serenity sat in the gazebo, nursing Aurora. She watched her husband terrorizing the guests."He’s getting worse," Margaret sat down next to her, sipping tea. "He installed a facial recognition scanner on the diaper changing table yesterday."Serenity laughed softly. "He loves her. He's just terrified something will happen."She looked down at Aurora. The baby was surprisingly calm. She rarely cried. She just observed the world with big, intelligent eyes that seemed t

The silence in the secured study was heavy, thick with tension. It was broken only by the frantic, rhythmic clacking of mechanical keys.Alex sat hunched over his makeshift command center on the large mahogany coffee table. The blue light from three different monitors reflected in his glasses, showing cascading lines of complex green code."Alex, how long?" Jackson stood over his son's shoulder. His arms were crossed so tightly across his chest that the fabric of his black suit jacket strained against his muscles."It's a quantum hopping signal, Dad. It bounces like a rubber ball," Alex didn't look up. His eyes darted back and forth across the data streams, reading information faster than any adult could process. "First it was in Zurich... then it bounced to a proxy server in the Cayman Islands... now it's pinging off a defunct satellite above Shanghai..."Alex bit his lip, frustration showing on his small face. "Whoever built this chip... they really didn't want to be found."On the