All Chapters of PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

The morning sun rose slowly over the south hills estate, but the heavy grey rain clouds still hung low in the sky. Inside, everything was quiet, but the air felt heavy with unsaid words and lingering tension.In one of the bedrooms, Leo sat propped up against a pile of soft white pillows. His face was pale, his small nose was red, and he gave a wet, raspy cough into his blanket. The long night he had spent shivering in the woods had taken a toll on his little body. He had caught a bad cold, his forehead warm with a mild fever.Elena sat on the left side of the bed, wearing a soft cream sweater. She held a small glass of warm water and a spoon with children's medicine.On the right side of the bed sat Julian. He was dressed in a dark grey suit jacket, but his tie was loose and his eyes were bloodshot from a total lack of sleep.For the past hour, both parents had put away their anger. They sat side by side, their shoulders almost touching, putting on a gentle, unified front for their

The high floors of the Carnegie building were usually quiet, but today the hum of air conditioners and the clicking of computer keyboards felt louder than normal.Elena stood in the middle of her bright, spacious office. She wore a tailored navy trousers suit, but her eyes were tired, and she had spent the last two hours staring at the same pile of layout drafts without reading a single word.Next to her desk stood Chloe who was watching Elena with a sharp, protective eye.A gentle knock sounded at the open office door.Victoria Aldridge stepped into the room. She held her car keys in her hand and had a small coat draped over her arm."Elena?" Victoria called out softly, holding up her keys. "It’s half-past two. I was wondering if I could slip out a little early? I need to pick up Toby from before the main gate closes."Elena turned around, forcing a small, warm smile onto her tired face. "Oh, of course, Victoria. Go ahead. Family always comes first."Victoria stepped a little closer,

Meanwhile, across town, the bright afternoon sun was beginning to dip behind the tall buildings near the St. Jude Academy.A sleek silver sedan pulled up to the front curb of the school entrance. Victoria Aldridge turned off the engine, grabbed her leather handbag from the passenger seat, and hurried out of the car. She adjusted her blouse, checking her watch as her heels clicked fast against the concrete sidewalk. "Half-past three," Victoria muttered to herself nervously. "Thank goodness traffic wasn't too terrible. I can still grab Toby and get home before four."She pushed through the double glass doors of the administration lobby, stepping up to the wooden reception counter. Sitting behind the desk was the school's front-desk secretary, an older woman with large reading glasses.Victoria gave a warm, polite smile. "Hi, good afternoon! I'm here to pick up Toby. I know I'm a few minutes late, the construction near the avenue was a bit messy."The secretary looked up from her comput

Across the city, Julian stood behind his large desk. His hands were stuffed deep into his trouser pockets, his jaw set in a hard, dangerous line. Standing in front of the desk was Frank, holding a digital tablet. Beside him sat Reggie, the cyber expert, who was typing rapidly on a laptop resting on the edge of the table. "Give me the data, Frank," Julian ordered. His tone was low, calm, and terrifyingly sharp. "Who owns PD Global Tech?" Frank tapped the screen on his tablet, pulling up a series of charts. "It's a heavily layered shell corporation, Mr. Vane," Frank reported. "The primary company is registered offshore in the Cayman Islands. It has no physical buildings, no public employees, and no registered tax history in the United States." Julian’s eyes narrowed. "Nobody creates a shell company in the Caymans unless they are hiding massive amounts of money or dirty operations. Where does the funding come from?" "That's where things get interesting, sir," Frank said. "I ha

Cynthia stepped out of the bright afternoon sun and into the dim, quiet luxury of a private black SUV parked around the corner from Third Avenue.Sitting in the back seat, staring out the tinted window with a glass of scotch in his hand, was Victor.Cynthia closed the car door, pulling off her gloves and sliding onto the leather seat beside him. The car pulled away from the curb silently. "Well?" Victor asked, his voice low and raspy. He didn't even turn his head to look at her. "How did it go with your sweet little sister?"Cynthia smiled, leaning back against the leather headrest. "It went perfectly. Victoria was terrified, just like I told you she would be. Taking her kid from school broke her spirit in less than five minutes."Victor took a slow sip of his drink, his eyes narrowing. "She agreed to play along?" "She had no choice," Cynthia said, a proud look on her face. "She loves that boy more than life itself. She promised me she will send Elena’s calendar, her daily visitor l