Semua Bab Once A Doormat, Now A Famous Billionaire Heiress: Bab 141 - Bab 150

B I A N C AI was dressed in a white dress a few weeks later, wearing a mommy to be sash. I stood nervously outside the door of the room where the ceremony would take place, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.Today was the day. The day I’d be knowing my baby’s gender and officially announcing the news of my pregnancy to the world. As a public figure, I couldn't keep the pregnancy hidden for too long.I took a deep breath and straightened up.Damian came up behind me, a grin on his face. "Ready?" he asked."As ready as I'll ever be," I replied, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.He placed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me into the room. We were met by a chorus of cheers, my parents, friends and family already gathered in the room.My mom came over and gave me a hug, her eyes shining. "Oh, honey, we're so happy for you," she gushed.My dad shook Damian's hand, a smile on his face. I was in my fifth month of pregnancy now, so I was no longer showing a slight bump, in

B I A N C AF I V E Y E A R S L A T E RIt’s been five blissful years.Five years of watching my son grow from a tiny, helpless infant into a bright, curious little boy. Five years of being a wife, a mother and a survivor. Five years of peace.The chaos that once consumed my life was gone. And not even once have I heard the name Laura. It’s like she disappeared into thin air. At times, I'd wonder where she was, what she was doing. But those thoughts were only because she hadn’t been brought to justice. In these five years, I had handed Lucas’s company back to him. He was drowning in so much debts and I knew it was finally time to stop punishing him. My heart wouldn’t allow me to watch him in such state even though our ship has sailed a long time ago. Lucas has surprisingly bring on his best behavior and it’s been two years of handing him back his company, and he has managed to keep afloat.He got married to Natalia four years ago, but she sadly lost her life to cancer after a year

B I A N C A"Ian Leandre Moretti!" I yelled, my patience worn thin. "If you don't put your shoes on right now, we are going to be late for school!""I can't find them!" he yelled back from somewhere upstairs.I let out a frustrated sigh. This was our new morning ritual. A frantic search for a missing shoe, a lost sock, or a favorite toy that absolutely had to come with us."Mommy, have you seen my dinosaur?" he asked, running into the kitchen, his bare feet padding on the hardwood floor."Ian, we don't have time for dinosaurs," I said, pointing to the clock on the wall. "We have ten minutes to get out the door."He pouted, his lower lip trembling. "But I need him.""Fine," I said, giving in. "But we have to find your shoes and your dinosaur in the next five minutes, okay?""Okay!" he said, a wide grin on his face.He ran off again, and I shook my head, a small smile on my face. He was definitely my son.I found his shoes hiding under the couch, and with a little coaxing, we managed to

B I A N C AI didn't sleep well that night. I kept tossing and turning, my mind racing with possibilities. Who would do this? And why?I was in the kitchen the next morning, pouring myself a cup of coffee, when Damian walked in. He was already dressed for work, a grim look on his face."Did you find out who it was?" I asked, my voice hopeful."We did," he said, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "And you were right. It wasn't Lucas."Relief washed over me, followed by a wave of confusion. "Then who was it?"He took a sip of his coffee, his eyes locking with mine. "We don’t know for sure. The person made sure to cover their tracks. It's a burner phone, purchased with cash. No way to trace it."My blood ran cold. "So, it could be anyone.""It could be," he said, a dark look in his eyes. "Which is why you're not going to be alone for the foreseeable future. And it’s a guy. If it isn’t Lucas, who could it be? It’s obviously someone who hasn’t gotten over you because of that ‘she was mine fi

D A M I A NIt’s been a few days since I last heard from Leo. But I knew he was working on it. He was one of the best, and he wouldn't rest until he had answers.I stood in front of the full length mirror in our walk in closet, studying my own reflection. The sharp jawline, the brow that my mother always said was too serious. Was it possible? A long lost relative? A doppelgänger sent to torment us? The idea was absurd, a bad plot twist. And if the person were truly my relative, why go for Bianca if they had a problem with me? There were a thousand ways to get to me, to get my attention. Why start with her?I pulled on my suit jacket, my movements automatic. It was just another day, another board meeting, another round of managing an empire that felt suddenly insignificant. None of it mattered if my family wasn't safe."You've been quiet," Bianca said, her voice soft behind me. She stood in the doorway of the closet, her arms crossed over her chest. "More than usual.""Just thinking,"