The Billionaire's Revenge Pact のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

CHAPTER 32: The Paranoid Dad​If you think Atticus Valderama was intense as a CEO, you should see him as an Expectant Father.​It was 7:00 AM. I walked out of the bedroom, yawning, ready to start my day.​Pero paglabas ko, akala ko nasa daycare center ako.​Gone were the sharp, minimalist, grey-and-black aesthetics of the penthouse.The sharp corners of the obsidian dining table? Covered in rubber foam.The glass coffee table? Covered in rubber foam.Even the legs of the chairs? Rubber foam.​The whole house looked like it was wearing a helmet.​"Atticus?" tawag ko. "Bakit mukhang bouncy castle ang bahay natin?"​Atticus appeared from the kitchen. He wasn't wearing his suit. He was wearing tactical cargo pants and a shirt that said 'DAD

CHAPTER 34: The Name Game​Month 8.​I was no longer a woman. I was a planet.​Nakahiga ako sa sofa ng penthouse, surrounded by five pillows. My feet were swollen to the size of pandesal. My back ached. And I was hungry, but I didn't have room in my stomach for food because two tiny humans were using my ribs as a kickboxing arena.​"Archibald," Atticus announced.​Nakatayo siya sa harap ko, holding a thick leather-bound book titled 'Names of the Nobility: 18th Century Edition'.​"No," sagot ko habang ngumunguya ng ice chips.​"Cornelius?"​"Mukhang popcorn."​"Maximilian?"​"Masyadong mahaba. Hindi kakasya sa test paper."​Binagsak ni Atticus ang libro. "Celestina, we cannot name our heir '

 CHAPTER 36: The Godfather ​Politics in the Philippines is dirty. But the politics of choosing Godparents for billionaire heirs? That is a bloodsport. ​"Rejected," Atticus said, tossing a resume into the shredder. ​Nasa home office kami. Atticus was reviewing a list of potential Ninongs and Ninangs for Art and Solene’s baptism. ​"Babe," sabi ko habang hinehele si Solene. "Si Senator Villaraza 'yan. Bakit mo ni-reject?" ​"He voted against my tax incentives bill in 2019," Atticus muttered. "Petty? Yes. Do I want his bad vibes near my daughter? No." ​"Okay. How about Mr. Sy?" ​"Too old. A Godfather needs to be agile. In case I die, he needs to be able to run from kidnappers while carrying the child. Mr. Sy u

 CHAPTER 38: The Proposal (The Real One) ​Atticus Valderama did not do "simple." ​If he was going to propose to his wife (again), it had to be a logistical masterpiece. ​"Helicopter is on standby," Atticus muttered into his phone, pacing the penthouse living room. "The violinist is secured. The fireworks permit is signed. And the weather?" ​He looked out the window. Dark clouds were gathering over Manila. ​"Kuya Rodel," Atticus barked. "Tell the weather to cooperate. I paid for a sunset, not a typhoon." ​"Sir, hindi po natin nababayaran ang PAGASA," Kuya Rodel replied nervously. "Signal No. 1 po." ​"Damn it," Atticus ended the call. He looked at me. ​I was sitting on the floor, helping Art color a

CHAPTER 40: The First Day of School​Two Years Later. (The Twins are 7 Years Old).​"Body armor?" tinaasan ko ng kilay si Atticus habang hawak ang isang tiny Kevlar vest. "Seryoso ka ba, Atticus?"​"It’s lightweight," katwiran ni Atticus habang inaayos ang tie niya sa salamin. "Breathable naman. Kasya sa ilalim ng uniform. Hindi nila mapapansin 'yan."​"Grade 1 ang papasukan nila, Atticus. Hindi giyera."​Binato ko pabalik sa closet ang vest. "No body armor. No tasers. At utang na loob, ayoko ng undercover bodyguards sa loob ng classroom na nagpapanggap na estudyante. Maliwanag?"​Bumuntong-hininga si Atticus, mukhang bagsak ang balikat. "Fine. But the GPS watches stay on. Kapag tinanggal nila 'yan, tutunog ang alarm sa opisina ko, sa police station, at sa Philippine Air Force."​"Nag