Semua Bab Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession: Bab 121 - Bab 130

VictoriaI made it to my car before my tears began falling.The valet pretended not to notice as I slid behind the wheel, my hands shaking so badly I could barely grip the key. I sat there in the parking lot of Rousseau's for a full minute, trying to compose myself and breathe through the crushing weight in my chest, but it didn't work.The drive home was a blur. I barely remembered the route, the turns and the traffic lights. All I could see was the look on Julius's face when he pulled away from me. The disgust, anger and worst of all, pity. He pitied me.I pulled into my garage and sat there in the dark, engine still running, unable to make myself move. The woman who had built a billion-dollar empire from nothing, who had negotiated deals with some of the most ruthless businessmen in the world, who prided herself on never showing weakness, couldn't make herself get out of the car.If I got out and went inside, I would have to face what had just happened. I would have to acknowled

JuliusI stared at Victoria for a long moment, searching her face for any hint of deception or manipulation. She looked exhausted. Her makeup was smudged from crying and her perfectly styled hair was slightly disheveled. This wasn't the polished, calculating woman who had been waging war against me for weeks. This was someone genuinely shaken, but I didn't trust easily. Especially not when it came to my family."Why should I believe you?" I asked, my voice low and controlled. "You've spent weeks trying to destroy my company and undermine my marriage. For all I know, this is another play."Victoria's jaw tightened. "Because if I wanted to hurt you, I would go after your business or your reputation, not fabricate a threat against a child. I have lines I don't cross, Julius. Apparently, Hudson doesn't."I looked down at my phone, scrolling through the files she had sent. Surveillance photos of Derek outside my home. Message screenshots that were vague but threatening. A timeline that

JaneI got an email on a Tuesday morning while I was doing some work in my home office. It was from Victoria's executive assistant.It was formal and professional, proposing a meeting between our three companies to discuss potential collaboration on an upcoming industry initiative. It was not a merger or a takeover, just a straightforward business proposal that made sense for all parties involved.I read it twice, then forwarded it to Julius with a simple message. "What do you think?"His response came back within minutes. "Your call, but it's a good opportunity."I scheduled the meeting for the following week.The conference room at Julius's building was neutral territory, large enough for all three executive teams without feeling crowded. Victoria arrived first, then Julius and I arrived together showing a united front.Victoria stood when we entered, and I noticed the subtle shift in her demeanor. She was still commanding and brilliant, but the edge of hostility was gone. She e

JaneLife felt almost too perfect sometimes, like I was waiting for something to go wrong even though nothing was.My company had closed three major deals in the past month, each one more significant than the last. The team I had built was exceptional, and watching them work together felt like witnessing something I had created from nothing become so powerful.Theo was thriving. He had adjusted beautifully to school and came home every day with stories about his friends and paintings he insisted we display on the refrigerator. Julius was the same steady presence he had always been. Every morning, I woke up in his arms, and every night, I fell asleep knowing I was exactly where I belonged.The security upgrades from Hudson's threat had become part of our normal routine. I barely noticed the additional cameras anymore, and Theo thought the security guards were his personal friends who waved at him every morning.I sat in my office at JNE Marketing on a Thursday afternoon, reviewing co

MaribelSomething about Claire bothered me, and I couldn't figure out what it was.I watched her across the restaurant table during lunch, listening to her talk about some client presentation. She was animated, smiling and completely engaged with Jane.Everything looked normal, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.It had been there for a while now, sitting in the back of my mind like an itch I couldn't scratch even before I traveled. It was nothing specific. Nothing I could point to and say "that's weird" or "that's wrong."It was just a feeling.The way she always had questions about Jane's schedule. The way her eyes went flat sometimes when Jane talked about Julius or Theo. The way she was constantly there, constantly available and constantly positioned in Jane's life.I took a sip of my wine and told myself I was being paranoid. Maybe my own guilt was making me see problems that didn't exist.God knows I had plenty of guilt to work with.Jane excused herself to