PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Sebastian’s POV The private jet touched down on the tarmac with a loud screech of tires. Outside the window, the weather in this city was gloomy and gray, a perfect match for my mood. I unbuckled my seatbelt, smoothed down the front of my expensive charcoal suit jacket, and stood up. Behind me, Vivienne was already applying a fresh layer of bright red lipstick in a compact mirror. Her face looked incredibly tense. "Remember the plan, Vivienne," I said, my voice low and cold as I looked down at her. "We are here for an urgent business expansion. We are the great Carnegie family looking to invest billions into Vane Industries. Julian Vane is a smart man. If he thinks we are here for some low-class girl, he will lock up and we will never get close to her." Vivienne snapped her makeup compact shut with a loud click. She stood up, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor of the jet. "I know the plan, Sebastian. But mother is losing her mind at the hotel. She wants this handle

Julian’s POV The heavy glass doors of the restaurant closed behind me with a quiet click, shutting out the soft jazz music and the suffocating smell of expensive truffles. I walked down the marble steps of the building, my black boots clicking sharply against the cold concrete. The night air was crisp and cool, hitting my face like a splash of cold water. My private driver opened the rear door of the black sedan the moment he saw me approach. I stepped into the back seat, sank heavily into the soft leather, and let out a long, tense breath. "Go straight back to the estate," I ordered quietly, looking up at the rearview mirror. "Right away, sir," the driver replied, stepping on the gas pedal. The car glided smoothly away from the curb and entered the quiet, dark streets of the city. I leaned my head back against the leather headrest and loosened my silk tie with a rough tug. My chest felt incredibly tight. The dinner with Sebastian and Vivienne Carnegie had left a disgusting, bi

Julian’s POV The next morning, the sun was shining brightly through the tall windows of the breakfast room. The air smelled like fresh coffee, toasted bread, and the sweet scent of the pancakes Elena was making. I sat at the head of the long mahogany table, but I wasn't looking at my newspaper. I was watching Leo. The four-year-old was sitting in his high chair, wearing a pair of pajamas with little dinosaurs on them. He was very busy trying to use a plastic fork to poke a piece of strawberry. "Steady, Leo," I said, a small smile appearing on my face. "You have to be patient with the fruit." "It’s slippery, Daddy!" Leo giggled, finally catching the strawberry and shoving it into his mouth. His cheeks puffed out as he chewed, looking exactly like a little squirrel. Elena walked over from the kitchen area, carrying a plate of steaming food. She was wearing a soft, oversized sweater and her hair was tied back in a simple ponytail. She looked beautiful. She looked like home. "Here

JULIAN “What are your orders, sir?" "I want forty undercover security guards dressed in tuxedos mixed into the crowd tomorrow night," I said, turning back to face Marcus. "I want every exit blocked. Nobody leaves the ballroom without my clearance. If Sebastian or his mother try to approach Elena with legal papers or try to threaten her, I want them surrounded immediately."I walked over to my desk drawer, unlocked it with a small key, and pulled out a velvet box. Inside was a beautiful, custom-made diamond necklace that I had bought for Elena for the party. I picked up the small silver clasp at the back of the necklace and showed it to Marcus. "I had my tech team install a micro-tracking device inside the main diamond setting this morning," I told him. "Even if the house power goes out, even if there is total chaos, I will know exactly where she is down to the millimeter. She will be the safest person on this planet tomorrow night." "Understood, sir. I will coordinate the teams

Julian stood by his desk, his phone pressed tightly to his ear. His fingers were clenched so hard his knuckles turned white. He listened to the head of security’s voice coming through the line, reporting on Sebastian’s angry shouts at the front gates."Keep him there," Julian ordered, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous tone. "Do not let him through the outer perimeter. If he tries to force his way in, use total legal restraint. I want him stuck at that gate."Julian ended the call and tossed the phone onto the smooth wood of his desk. He turned his sharp eyes toward Elena.Elena was sitting on the edge of a leather armchair. Her face was very pale, and her fingers were wrapped tightly around the folded piece of parchment paper. The silver key rested in her lap, catching the dim light from the window. She looked so small in the large room, her breathing quick and shallow.Julian walked over to her in long, quiet strides. He knelt down in front of her chair so they were at eye lev