บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant After Signing the Billionaire’s One-Year Contract.: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

‎‎The screen went black, but the silence in the room felt louder than the video itself.‎‎Aurora could hear her own heartbeat.‎‎Adrian stood motionless in front of the laptop. His face showed no emotion, but the tightness in his jaw told another story.‎‎Ethan finally broke the silence.‎‎“Well… that was disturbing.”‎‎No one laughed.‎‎Aurora slowly turned toward Adrian.‎‎“Adrian…”‎‎He didn’t respond.‎‎Marcus closed the laptop carefully.‎‎“That video could be manipulated,” he said calmly. “Deepfakes exist.”‎‎Aurora nodded quickly.‎‎“Yes. Victor could be lying.”‎‎But Adrian still didn’t move.‎‎Ethan walked closer to him.‎‎“Hey,” he said gently. “You okay?”‎‎Adrian exhaled slowly, then finally looked away from the screen.‎‎“I’m fine.”‎‎Aurora knew that tone.‎‎It was the voice of someone trying to control a storm inside.‎‎She stepped closer.‎‎“Victor wants us to doubt everything,” she said softly.‎‎Adrian nodded.‎‎“That’s his strategy.”‎‎Marcu

‎‎‎The study became silent after Aurora’s words.‎‎“What if Ava… is me?”‎‎The air felt heavy, like the room itself was holding its breath.‎‎Adrian stared at her.‎‎Marcus looked at the photograph again.‎‎Ethan slowly leaned back against the desk.‎‎For a moment, no one knew what to say.‎‎Aurora felt her heart beating fast inside her chest. The idea sounded impossible, yet something inside her told her it might be true.‎‎Marcus spoke first.‎‎“Let’s not jump to conclusions.”‎‎Aurora nodded quickly.‎‎“Yes. This could just be a coincidence.”‎‎Ethan raised an eyebrow.‎‎“A coincidence that the myst

‎‎‎The next morning arrived too quickly.‎‎Aurora had barely slept.‎‎The old mansion was quiet, but the tension from the night before still filled the air. Every person inside the house knew something important was about to happen.‎‎Today Victor Hale planned to announce the takeover of Aurora Industries.‎‎Aurora stood by the window of the guest room where she had stayed. Morning light stretched across the gardens, but the calm view did little to settle her thoughts.‎‎Her mind replayed everything they had discovered the night before.‎‎The photograph.‎‎The journal.‎‎The trust agreement.‎‎The name Ava Gray.‎‎Aurora touched the glass softly.‎‎“Was that really my name?” she whispered.‎‎A knock came at the door.‎‎“Come in,” she said.‎‎Adrian stepped inside.‎‎He looked tired as well, but calm and focused.‎‎“I thought you might already be awake,” he said.‎‎Aurora turned toward him.‎‎“I couldn’t sleep.”‎‎Adrian nodded.‎‎“None of us did.”‎‎Aurora cross

‎‎‎The archive room was quiet, but the tension inside it had grown heavier.‎‎Aurora stared at the document in front of her again.‎‎Original Name: Ava Gray.‎Legal Name Change: Aurora Gray.‎‎Her hands were still resting on the paper as if she needed to be sure it was real.‎‎For years she had believed she was simply Aurora Gray, the daughter of a quiet businessman who preferred charity work over public attention.‎‎Now the truth was standing right in front of her.‎‎She had been the hidden heir all along.‎‎Ethan leaned over the table and looked at the document again.‎‎“Well,” he said softly, “that answers the big mystery.”‎‎Marcus nodded.‎‎“Yes, it does.”‎‎Adrian looked at Aurora.‎‎“How do you feel?”‎‎Aurora took a slow breath.‎‎“I feel like my whole life just changed in one morning.”‎‎Adrian understood.‎‎“That’s normal.”‎‎Aurora looked at the papers again.‎‎“My father protected this secret for twenty-five years.”‎‎Marcus folded the folder carefully.

‎‎‎The press room was still buzzing with reporters, cameras flashing and microphones pointed at Aurora. But inside, Aurora’s focus was absolute. Her heart still raced, but now it was fueled by determination, not fear.‎‎Marcus stood beside her, keeping a careful eye on the reactions from the reporters. Adrian was also close, silently observing. Ethan, as always, stayed alert, ready to act at a moment’s notice.‎‎Aurora took a deep breath and continued speaking.‎‎“Today, Aurora Industries remains under the control of the Gray Foundation trust,” she said firmly. “As the rightful heir, I will protect this company, just as my father intended. No outside interference will threaten the work we have built.”‎‎A loud murmur ran through the room. Reporters quickly typed notes and spoke into their microphones. Aurora could feel their attention hanging on every word.‎‎Marcus leaned slightly toward her.‎‎“This is perfect. The public now knows the truth. The trust is yours, and legally