Alle Kapitel von Pregnant After Signing the Billionaire’s One-Year Contract.: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

‎‎‎‎The media storm exploded before noon.‎‎Cameras flooded the company entrance.‎‎Headlines shifted tone.‎‎From scandal—‎‎To suspicion of forgery.‎‎From doubt—‎‎To corporate sabotage.‎‎Ava watched it unfold from Adrian’s private office.‎‎Floor-to-ceiling glass.‎‎City below.‎‎Chaos outside.‎‎Control inside.‎‎On the large screen, financial analysts were already debating.‎‎“Cole handled the board challenge with composure—”‎‎“If the forgery claim is true, this could become a criminal investigation—”‎‎“Blackridge Capital has declined to comment—”‎‎Ava muted the television.‎‎Her hands rested unconsciously over her stomach.‎‎Adrian stood at his desk, reviewing documents on his tablet. Calm. Focused.‎‎Too calm.‎‎“You’re planning something,” she said quietly.‎‎He didn’t look up.‎‎“Yes.”‎‎She waited.‎‎He finally placed the tablet down.‎‎“Blackridge operates through leveraged destabilization.”‎‎She blinked. “Meaning?”‎‎“They create fear, d

‎The press conference ended.‎‎Blackridge’s CEO smiled for the cameras, confident.‎‎But by the time Ava and Adrian’s release went live, the room fell silent.‎‎The screen displayed unedited footage from the Geneva summit: Adrian had been alone with his consultant for only five minutes, discussing a contract review. No intimacy, no secrecy. Every board member, every journalist, every online observer saw the truth.‎‎The first wave of outrage came not at Adrian or Ava—but at the CEO who had tried to manipulate the story.‎‎Ava felt her pulse race. The calm she had cultivated over the last hours now demanded action.‎‎Adrian stood behind her, eyes sharp. He didn’t speak immediately, letting the impact settle in the room.‎‎Daniel broke the silence. “They’re scrambling. Legal counsel just contacted headquarters. Blackridge is questioning their own staff about leaks.” ‎‎Adrian’s lips tightened. “Good. Keep the pressure.”‎‎Ava exhaled. “They made a mistake assuming I’d

‎‎The sun had barely climbed over the skyline when Adrian’s office transformed into a war room. Screens glowed with stock charts, spreadsheets, and real-time alerts. Outside, the city moved obliviously, unaware that billions of dollars and reputations were being tested inside these walls.‎‎Ava stood beside Adrian, reviewing documents on a tablet. The press release from the previous day had already gone viral. Analysts praised their transparency. Social media had shifted the narrative in their favor. But Adrian knew Blackridge would retaliate swiftly.‎‎“They’re regrouping,” he said, tapping the screen. “Their logistics subsidiary in Southeast Asia is leveraged heavily. If we act decisively, we can force them to liquidate assets at a loss.”‎‎Ava looked up, her eyes steady despite the tension. “And that’s our first target?”‎‎“Yes,” Adrian said. “We need to create pressure without leaving a legal opening. Everything must appear as market activity—public, but untraceable to manipu

‎‎‎Blackridge was panicking.‎‎From their headquarters halfway across the globe, urgent messages flew between executives. Phones rang endlessly. Analysts speculated openly about instability. Every misstep by Blackridge was being amplified in real-time, thanks to Adrian and Ava’s coordinated counterstrike.‎‎Adrian didn’t allow himself a smile. Calm, cold, and precise, he watched the screens. Red numbers flashed in one subsidiary, blue numbers in another. Internal leaks had confirmed confusion and disagreement among Blackridge’s top leadership. Panic was predictable—but it had to be exploited.‎‎Daniel leaned over the table. “They’re about to take a risky move. Emergency liquidation in two subsidiaries. Attempting to stabilize liquidity, but this exposes them further.”‎‎Ava’s eyes flicked to the tablet. “And that’s the opening?”‎‎Adrian nodded. “Exactly. Phase two is live. They’ll trigger their own collapse if we push now.”‎‎He turned to Ava. “Are you ready to coordinate med

‎‎The city skyline glowed in the late afternoon sun, but inside Adrian Cole’s office, the atmosphere was electric. Screens blinked with real-time stock fluctuations, breaking news updates, and internal communications from Blackridge.‎‎Ava leaned over a tablet, scanning financial charts and investor reports. The first two phases of Adrian’s counterattack had succeeded flawlessly. Blackridge’s over-leveraged subsidiaries were exposed, media scrutiny was relentless, and investor confidence in their leadership was collapsing. But she knew this war was far from over.‎‎“They’re escalating,” Daniel said quietly, his voice tense. “Internal communications show aggressive, high-risk moves. They’re panicking and acting without coordination.”‎‎Adrian didn’t respond immediately. His gaze swept across multiple screens with surgical precision. “Good,” he said finally. “Desperation makes them predictable. But we must remain calm. One misstep on our part could give them a foothold.”‎‎Ava’s pu