All Chapters of PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

The old shipping dock at the edge of the industrial district was dead silent, except for the cold wind blowing off the water and the distant rumble of city traffic. Rusting metal containers were stacked three stories high, casting long, dark shadows across the cracked concrete floor. A single streetlight flickered near the edge of the water, throwing a dim yellow circle of light over the empty space. A black armored sedan rolled slowly into the dock area, its engine humming quietly before coming to a complete stop about twenty yards from the streetlight. Inside the mobile command van parked two streets away, Julian Vane stared at the live camera feed. His body was tense, his hands resting heavily on the control panel. Next to him, Elena held her breath, her eyes fixed on the screen. Captain Thomas and his police officers sat behind them, watching the audio meters jump with every slight sound. "Audio feed is clear," Marcus whispered, making a small adjustment to his headset. "Victor

Victor’s fingertips brushed against the cold silver flash drive, but his movement came to an abrupt stop. He stared at the tiny, flickering red light hidden beneath the folded collar of Victoria’s coat. His jaw tightened, and the blood drained from his face as the reality of the situation hit him. "You..." Victor whispered, his hand freezing in mid-air. "You bitch. It's a wire." Before Victor could step back or shout an order to his men, a blinding white light flooded the dark dock. High-powered floodlights mounted on top of four heavy tactical vehicles clicked on all at once, illuminating the old shipping yard in a daylight glare. Police sirens shrieked into the night air, echoing loudly off the rusting metal containers. "POLICE! DON'T MOVE! DROP YOUR WEAPONS!" a voice boomed through a megaphone from the darkness beyond the lights. Heavy police vans crashed through the wooden gates on both sides of the dock, blocking the main exit routes. Dozens of armed SWAT officers in dark g

The sleek black sedan drove through the gates of the old Vane family estate. It was past midnight, and the driveway was lined with soft, warm lights.Julian rubbed his eyes. He was exhausted. Next to him, Elena leaned against the door, staring at her phone as emails kept flooding in about the dock incident. "We need a few hours of sleep," Julian said, stepping out of the car. "The police are handling the search for Victor tonight. There is nothing more we can do until morning." "Agreed," Elena sighed, stepping out into the cool night air. "My brain is completely shut off."They walked up the wide stone steps to the main entrance. The front door opened before Julian could even touch the handle. His mother stood in the foyer wearing an elegant silk robe. She looked calm and composed, as if it were three in the afternoon instead of one in the morning. "You two look like ghosts," Catherine said smoothly, stepping aside to let them in. "It was a long night, Mother," Julian said, taking

The morning sun shone bright over the Vane family estate. The dark clouds from the night before were completely gone, leaving behind a clear blue sky.Inside the main dining room, Julian sat at the head of the long table with his laptop open in front of him. He was wearing a sharp grey suit, sipping black coffee as his fingers flew across the keyboard. Elena sat across from him, reviewing legal documents on her tablet.Neither of them had mentioned the fact that they had shared a bed the night before. They had woken up early, slipped into their professional routines, and focused entirely on the crisis at hand.The heavy double doors of the dining room opened, and Frank walked in, followed closely by Victoria.Victoria looked much better than she had at the docks. She was wearing a simple blue sweater and black pants. Though she had dark circles under her eyes, her face lit up the moment she saw her son running into the hallway with Leo."Mommy!" Toby shouted, charging down the hall as

The morning sun was just beginning to peek over the glass skyscrapers of the city.Julian stood in front of the television screen mounted on his office wall, holding a stone-cold cup of coffee. His eyes were fixed on the ticker tape scrolling along the bottom of the news station.BREAKING NEWS: VANE ENTERPRISES ACCUSED OF MASSIVE FINANCIAL FRAUD. LEAKED DOCUMENTS SHOW OVER $300 MILLION IN HIDDEN DEBT."It's everywhere," Marcus said, stepping into the room with his phone pressed against his ear. He looked like he hadn't slept in three days. "The Financial Times, the Wall Street Journal, the local morning news... whoever leaked these files sent them to every major news outlet simultaneously at four in the morning."Julian didn't say a word. He took a slow sip of his cold coffee and stared at the screen. Below the main headline, the stock ticker showed Vane Enterprises' stock price dropping like a heavy stone into deep water. Down twelve percent before the market had even officially open