Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Who Ruined My Wedding : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

By eight thirty the next morning, the entire city was already waiting.News vans surrounded Wolfe Tower like sharks circling blood in the water. Cameras, reporters, microphones, flashing lights, every major media outlet had gathered for the press conference Alexander had announced only hours earlier.Inside the building, the tension felt just as intense.I stood near the tall glass window of Alexander’s private office, watching the chaos below. My stomach twisted as reporters shouted questions at every employee who entered the building.“They’re here earlier than expected,” I murmured.Alexander didn’t look up from the tablet in his hands.“They’re hungry.”“For gossip?”“For destruction,” he corrected calmly.I turned to face him.“You really believe today will destroy Daniel?”Alexander finally looked up.His eyes were calm.Too calm.“I don’t believe it,”

Ten million dollars. The number echoed in my head as the elevator descended from Alexander’s penthouse to the underground garage. I folded my arms tightly across my chest. “Let me understand this,” I said carefully. “Daniel stole ten million dollars from you?” Alexander stood beside me, calm as ever, adjusting the cuff of his suit. “He didn’t steal it directly.” “Then what happened?” “The money passed through one of my investment accounts.” The elevator doors opened with a soft ding. Alexander walked out first. “And Daniel decided it belonged to him,” he finished. The underground garage was quiet, lit by cold white lights that reflected off the sleek black cars parked in perfect rows. I followed him. “Are you saying he committed financial fraud?” Alexander opened the door of a

24 hours.That was the deadline Vanessa had given us.24 hours before the world saw the financial documents Daniel had stolen.I stood near the large glass window in the penthouse, staring down at the city lights far below.My thoughts were racing.Behind me, Alexander was already working.Three laptops were open across the table.His phone rang constantly.Emails. Messages. Calls.War preparations.For the first time since I met him, the calm billionaire I knew was gone.In his place was something sharper.More dangerous.“How bad is it?” I asked quietly.Alexander didn’t look up from the screen.“Bad enough.”“That’s not an answer.”He finally leaned back in his chair.“The accounts are legal.”“But?”“But the structure is complicated.”My stomach tightened.“How complicated?”

The city had barely slept after Vanessa’s livestream.By sunrise, my face was everywhere again.Every news blog.Every business channel.Every gossip page.Photos of me standing beside Alexander in the penthouse had spread across social media with headlines written to provoke outrage.“Billionaire Wife Linked To Financial Scandal.”“Marriage of Revenge or Criminal Alliance?”“Who Is The Real Amara Wolfe?”I sat at the breakfast table staring at one of the headlines on my phone while untouched coffee cooled beside me.Alexander stood near the kitchen counter speaking quietly on the phone.“No media statements yet,” he said coldly. “Freeze every leak point. I want names before noon.”He ended the call and looked at me.“You shouldn’t read those.”“I think it’s too late for that.”He walked toward me.“You slept?”“Barely.”Ne

My fingers shook so badly I almost tore the envelope before opening it.My father’s handwriting stared back at me from the cream paper like a ghost refusing to stay buried.For a moment, no one in the suite moved.Even Daniel stayed quiet.Even Helena.Even Vanessa.Alexander stood beside me, silent, but I could feel his attention sharpen.The emergency red lights still washed over the room, making everything feel unreal.I slid one finger under the seal and opened it carefully.Inside was a single folded sheet.Old paper.A little worn at the edges.I unfolded it.And began reading.Amara,If you are reading this, then something has gone wrong sooner than I hoped.My throat tightened instantly.I kept reading.There are things I never told you because I wanted your life to remain untouched by the mistakes I made.