บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Secret Baby: With His Ex-Wife: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Lewis didn’t remember the drive back.He remembered speed.Red lights ignored.Calls unanswered.His entire body locked into one instinct:Protect them.The Aeternum dashboard had shown only seconds of live modeling before he shut the screen down but it was enough.Target profile initializing.Primary influence subject: Elizabeth Anderson.That wasn’t coincidence.That was precision.At home, Elizabeth had already packed a small overnight bag.Not fleeing.Preparing.There was a difference.When Lewis walked in, she was standing in the foyer, coat on, phone in hand.“You went somewhere,” she said calmly.He froze.“You got a call,” he replied at the same time.They stared at each other.No more pretending.Lewis stepped closer. “What did they say?”“That if you keep digging, our peace ends permanently.”His jaw tightened.“I should’ve told you.”“Yes.”No accusation.Just truth.He exhaled sharply. “Project Aeternum isn’t land. It’s a predictive intelligence system. Behavioral modelin

The compound looked different at night.Less clinical.More dangerous.Fog rolled low across the open land, wrapping the concrete structures in a soft gray blur. Security lights cut through it in sharp angles, sterile and cold.Lewis slowed the car two hundred meters from the gate.“No sudden moves,” Elizabeth murmured.He glanced at her.She wasn’t dressed for spectacle. Dark coat. Hair pulled back. Calm expression.Not the emotional weakness Adrian had modeled.A strategist.Lewis tapped a discreet signal into his phone.The gate opened.Not because they were expected.But because someone inside had just granted temporary access.Maya.Inside the compound, Maya Serrano stood rigid in a surveillance corridor.Two security officers flanked her.Adrian Kessler stood across from her, hands folded behind his back.“You accessed Layer Seven without authorization,” Adrian said calmly.Maya didn’t deny it.“You removed the ethical governor.”“It was inefficient.”“It was protective,” she re

Three days after the leak, the first official summons arrived.Not from regulators.Not from corporate rivals.From governments.Plural.United States.European Union.Two Asian economic blocs.Formal language. Diplomatic tone. Urgent demand.“Request for cooperative access to Aeternum architecture under national security review.”It wasn’t optional.It was structured pressure.Lewis read the letters in silence while Elizabeth stood by the window of his office.“They’re not asking,” she said quietly.“No,” he replied.“They’re testing jurisdiction.”If he refused outright, he looked guilty.If he complied blindly, he surrendered autonomy.And if he delayedThey would escalate.Across the city, protest crowds had divided into two clear factions.One side demanded full shutdown.The other demanded open access.Control versus fear.Exactly the polarity Aeternum had always predicted.The irony was not lost on him.That afternoon, a new development surfaced.Dr. Selene Virelli appeared on

The morning air felt too peaceful.Elizabeth stood on the balcony of the penthouse, her fingers curled lightly around a warm mug of tea, watching the early sunrise stretch across the city skyline. From this height, everything looked small controlled quiet.Too quiet.Behind her, the glass doors slid open.Lewis stepped out, already dressed in a charcoal suit, cufflinks catching the soft gold of dawn. His presence carried power even in stillness. For weeks now, the media had shifted in his favor. The narrative had changed. The scandal had quieted. Investors had returned. His company stocks were rising again.But Lewis Anderson was not a man who trusted calm.“Why are you awake this early?” he asked softly.Elizabeth gave him a faint smile. “Same reason you are.”His jaw tightened slightly. She knew him too well.They stood in silence for a moment. Since the press conference the one where she had finally spoken publicly the world had begun to see the truth. She had not been the abandone

The headline spread faster than the previous ones.It wasn’t just business blogs this time.It was lifestyle platforms.Morning talk shows.Parenting forums.“Former Insider Claims Elizabeth Anderson Influenced Corporate Decisions During Marriage.”The implication was subtle but poisonous.Nepotism.Manipulation.Power behind the throne.Elizabeth read every word.Not because she wanted to.But because she needed to understand the angle.The article quoted an anonymous “former employee” who alleged that during her marriage to Lewis, Elizabeth had “pressured executive movements” and “influenced high-value contracts.”There were no documents attached.No evidence.Just suggestion.Lewis paced the living room like a restrained storm.“I can have this removed within hours,” he said tightly. “Defamation alone”“No,” Elizabeth replied calmly.He stopped walking.“No?”She set her phone down.“If you silence it, they’ll say it’s true.”His jaw flexed.“They are attacking your integrity.”“Th