All Chapters of PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ELENA’s POV Julian turned his chair toward me. He reached out and took my hand again, squeezing it firmly."You did perfectly, Elena," he said, and for the first time all morning, a warm, genuine smile appeared on his face. "You looked Arthur in the eye and you didn't back down. Your father would have been very proud of you today.""Thank you, Julian," I said, feeling a tear of relief catch in the corner of my eye. "I couldn't have done it without you sitting there.""You did the hard part yourself," Julian said softly. "Now, the real work begins. The accounting firm is already downstairs in the main lobby. They brought twenty investigators with them. They are going to clone the main servers before Susan’s personal assistants can delete anything."For the next four days, the top floor of the Carnegie Global Shipping building looked like a war zone of paper and computers. The independent auditors took over the large conference room. Boxes of old paper invoices were stacked against the

ELENA’s POV Before I could even think of a response, Julian placed his warm hand on the small of my back. He pushed me gently behind him, stepping directly into Susan’s line of sight. He looked down at her with total indifference, as if she were completely beneath his notice."She is not a Carnegie, Susan," Julian said, his deep voice filling the hallway. "She is something far better. She is an honest woman. And tomorrow, her name will be the only one left on the building. Take her away."The officers pushed Susan through the front doors and out onto the grand stone steps.Julian turned around to look at me. His hand moved from my back up to my shoulder, squeezing it gently. "Are you alright, Elena?"I looked up at him, feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion wash over me. The tension of the last five days was finally leaving my body. "Yes. I am alright. But it feels strange. The house is so quiet now.""It’s a good thing," Julian said softly. He reached out and brushed a stray piece of

Later that night, around 2:00 AM, the apartment was completely silent.Julian quietly slid out of the bed, careful not to wake Elena. He pulled on a dark silk robe and walked out into the dark living room. He walked down the side hallway and entered the small private study, where a single computer monitor was glowing with a soft blue light.Marcus was sitting at the desk, his fingers typing quietly on the keyboard. He had a headset over one ear. When Julian walked in, Marcus immediately stood up."Mr. Vane," Marcus whispered. "I didn't expect you to be awake.""I needed to check the files," Julian said, his voice dropping into a cold, business tone. The gentle warmth he showed to Elena was completely gone. "Abernathy said Susan cleared a final transaction before her arrest. I want to know what the Carnegie family is planning. Give me more information on Sebastian. Susan is locked away, but Sebastian is still free in the city. What do we have on him?"Marcus sat back down and clicked a

ELENA’s POV The black SUV pulled up to the main gates of the harbor. This was the heart of the shipping company that my mother, Clara, had helped build.Through the tinted glass of the car window, I could see rows and rows of massive metal shipping containers stacked high like giant building blocks. In the distance, three enormous cargo ships were tied to the stone docks. Their great iron hulls were stained with salt and rust from the deep ocean.My heart was beating fast against my ribs. Yesterday, Susan Carnegie had been arrested for stealing millions of dollars from this very company. The news had spread like wildfire. I knew the people who worked here, the crane operators, the truck drivers, and the ship captains must be terrified about losing their jobs.Julian sat next to me on the leather seat. He reached over and placed his hand over mine. His palm was warm and steady, instantly calming the shaking in my fingers. "You look beautiful, Elena," Julian said softly. He was wearin

ELENA’s POV Back in the executive suite, the safe specialist, a quiet, elderly man was packing his tools back into a small canvas bag. He had spent the last twenty minutes using a specialized stethoscope against the steel door, listening to the clicks of the internal wheels.With a loud, heavy clunk, the handle of the old safe finally turned."There you go, Mr. Vane," He said, wiping his brow with a handkerchief. "Old mechanical beauty. Haven't seen one of these since the nineties. It’s completely unlocked.""Thank you. Marcus will handle your payment downstairs," Julian said, nodding toward the door.As soon as the specialist left the room, Julian walked over to the open safe. I stepped up right beside him, my breath catching in my throat. The inside of the safe was small, lined with faded green velvet. I didn’t know what I was expecting but there were no stacks of cash or glittering diamonds inside. Instead, there were three thick, leather-bound books, their covers dusty and worn