PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 191 - 챕터 200

The morning sun was just beginning to hit when Cynthia’s phone buzzed on her vanity table. She picked it up immediately, her long, painted fingernails tapping against the screen.An email from Victoria had just arrived in her private inbox. Attached to the message was a heavy, encrypted data folder.A victorious smile spread across Cynthia’s face. She dialed her sister’s number without wasting a single second.Victoria answered on the second ring. Her voice sounded thin, exhausted, and completely hollow, as if she hadn't slept a single minute all night."I sent it," Victoria said before Cynthia could even speak. "You have the files in your inbox. Now leave me and my son alone. Don't ever call this number again."Cynthia let out a sharp, amused laugh, leaning back against her soft bedroom chair. "Well, well, look at you! I have to admit, sister, I’m actually impressed. I didn't think you had it in you to move this fast. You must be very determined if you managed to get everything I ask

Cynthia sat in her parked car two blocks away from the hotel, her hands still shaking so hard she could barely hold the steering wheel. Her throat was throbbing. Every time she swallowed, a sharp pain shot up into her jaw. She pulled down the sun visor and looked at herself in the small mirror. Red, angry finger marks were already turning dark purple across her pale skin.Victor had almost killed her. There was no doubt in her mind about that. If he had held his grip for three more seconds, she would have passed out on that carpet.For a split second, a wave of pure panic washed over her. She wanted to pack her bags, drive to the airport, and buy a one way ticket to anywhere else in the world. But when she opened her banking app on her phone, reality hit her like a bucket of ice water. She had less than two thousand dollars left in her account. Victor had paid for her designer clothes, her hotel suites, and her luxury meals, but he had kept her on a tight leash with actual cash. She

The glass doors of the lobby clicked shut, cutting off the sharp, intimidating presence of Julian Vane. The silence that settled over the concrete parking lot was immediate and suffocating.A cold, bitter smirk was still etched onto Cynthia’s face. Seeing Julian had shaken her, even if she refused to show it. His authority was absolute, and the threat of calling the police was far from an empty promise.Beside her, Victoria remained completely frozen. Her eyes were still locked on the blank doors, her face drained of all color. She felt as though the floor beneath her heels had suddenly split open. "Well," Cynthia said smoothly, breaking the silence as she casually checked her long, painted nails. "That went well, didn't it? The great Julian Vane coming down here to mark his territory like a guard dog."Victoria slowly turned her head to face her sister. The fear that had paralyzed her moments ago was rapidly morphing into a deep, burning exhaustion."Get out," Victoria said, her voi

CYNTHIA“Keep your eyes on the road and drive faster!" I screamed, clutching the headrest of the front seat.My heart was beating like a jackhammer against my ribs. I turned around again, staring through the dark glass of the rear window. A sleek black sedan was riding three car lengths behind us. Every time my driver changed lanes, that black car made the exact same move. Every time we slowed down for a traffic light, it slowed down too."I'm trying, ma'am," the driver said calmly, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. "Traffic is getting heavy on the avenue. I can't just floor it without causing a crash.""I don't care about a crash!" I shouted, my voice high and shrill with pure terror. "Just lose them! Turn down another street!"He slammed his foot on the gas pedal, and the gray sedan jerked forward. He took a sharp, sudden right turn onto another Street. My body was thrown hard against the leather door, my head bouncing off the window pane. The tires let out a loud, painful s

The rusty metal door of the old warehouse squeaked loudly as two tall men in black jackets pushed it open.Cynthia was curled up on a dusty folding chair in the corner of the dark room, shivering from the damp cold air. Her clothes were covered in streaks of grime, and her hair was a tangled mess. She had been trapped inside the abandoned storage facility for hours, terrified out of her mind every time a stray dog barked outside or a truck rumbled down the nearby highway."Get up," one of the men snapped, stepping into the dim light of the single hanging bulb.Cynthia flinched, looking up with wide, frantic eyes. "Who are you? Did Victor send you?""Boss wants you back at the penthouse," the second man said gruffly. "Move it."Relief flooded through Cynthia so fast that her knees wobbled as she stood up. She quickly grabbed her dirty purse from the floor and hurried behind the two men. They walked out of the dark warehouse into the chilly night air, where a black SUV was idling quietl