All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Rejected Wife: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Chapter Sixty-Two

The facility looked exactly the same. ⸻ Cold white walls. Muted lighting. The smell of antiseptic lingering quietly in the air. ⸻ Aaron hated it instantly. ⸻ Not because it was unfamiliar. ⸻ But because he remembered too much here. ⸻ The first time he saw Elara unconscious. The machines. The silence. The terror of almost losing her again after already grieving her once. ⸻ And now— he was back. ⸻ Only this time— he wasn’t here as a desperate husband. ⸻ He was here hunting answers. ⸻ ⸻ Elara walked beside him quietly. ⸻ Maya and Zara followed behind them while Daniel handled discussions with the head administrator near the reception area. ⸻ Nobody joked. Nobody spoke unnecessarily. ⸻ Because the atmosphere felt wrong today. ⸻ Heavy. ⸻ ⸻ Aaron’s jaw tightened subtly as they entered the restricted wing. ⸻ He already knew Leon Sinclair had visited Elara here. ⸻ Weeks ago, Aaron secretly had Leon followed

Chapter Sixty-Three

The drive back from the facility was silent. ⸻ Not calm. Not peaceful. ⸻ Silent in the kind of way that felt dangerous. ⸻ Rain tapped softly against the car windows while Lagos traffic blurred past in streaks of gold and red. ⸻ But inside the SUV— nobody spoke. ⸻ Because nobody knew what to say after discovering Victor Hale had secretly monitored Elara for months. ⸻ Maybe years. Aaron sat beside Elara in the backseat. ⸻ One hand clenched tightly against his knee. The other wrapped around hers. ⸻ Possessive. Protective. ⸻ Like if he let go for even a second— someone would take her again. ⸻ Elara noticed it. ⸻ But she didn’t pull away. ⸻ Because truthfully— she needed the contact too. ⸻ ⸻ Up front, Daniel reviewed files on his tablet while Maya and Zara exchanged uneasy glances beside him. ⸻ Finally— Maya broke the silence first. ⸻ “So what now?” ⸻ Aaron’s voice came immediately. ⸻ “We find out what

Chapter Sixty-Four

Nobody spoke after Elara said Victor’s name. The thunder outside had grown louder now. Rain pressed heavily against the mansion windows while tension settled across the room like smoke. Aaron remained crouched in front of Elara, his eyes fixed entirely on her face. “Are you sure?” he asked quietly. Elara swallowed. “No.” Honest. Shaken. “But I remember the voice.” Aaron studied her carefully. Not pushing. Not forcing. Because every time she remembered something lately, it left her visibly drained afterward. Edward finally broke the silence. “What exactly did you see?” Elara closed her eyes briefly. Trying to piece the fragments together before they disappeared again. “There was rain,” she whispered. “A bad storm.” Aaron’s expression darkened instantly. The same storm. The same night. Elara continued slowly. “I remember shattered glass… and someone kneeling beside a car.” Her breathing became uneven again. “The man had a silver watc

Chapter Sixty-Five

The call ended. But Victor’s voice lingered in the room long after the line went dead. ⸻ “You should stop digging before Elara remembers something that gets both of you killed.” ⸻ Nobody moved. Not immediately. ⸻ Rain battered against the mansion windows while silence settled heavily across the study. The kind of silence that came after something irreversible. ⸻ Aaron slowly lowered the phone. His expression had gone completely unreadable now. Too calm. Too controlled. Which was always worse. ⸻ Elara watched him carefully from across the room. Because she knew him well enough now to recognize what was happening beneath that silence. Fear. Not for himself. For her. ⸻ Aaron suddenly looked at Daniel. “Double security.” Immediate. Cold. “No one enters this property without my authorization.” Daniel nodded once. Already pulling out his phone. ⸻ Maya crossed her arms tightly. “You think Victor would actually try something?” A

Chapter Sixty-Six

Aaron barely slept. Not because of Victor’s threat. Not because of the board meeting waiting for him in a few hours. But because every time he closed his eyes— he heard Victor’s voice again. ⸻ “You sound just like your father.” ⸻ The implication haunted him. Victor knew exactly what happened that night. And worse— he sounded proud of it. ⸻ The mansion was quiet when Aaron stepped into the kitchen early the next morning. Except Elara was already there. Standing near the coffee machine in one of his dark hoodies. Her hair loosely tied back. Looking exhausted. But awake. Thinking. Always thinking now. ⸻ Aaron stopped at the doorway for a moment just watching her. Because despite everything— she was here. Alive. And suddenly that felt dangerously fragile again. ⸻ Elara noticed him eventually. “You didn’t sleep.” Neither a question nor accusation. Aaron walked toward her slowly. “Neither did you.” A tired smile touched her

Chapter Sixty-Seven

The drive back from Saint Gabriel felt different this time. Not uncertain. Not confused. ⸻ Now— they had proof. ⸻ Not enough to destroy Victor publicly yet. But enough to confirm what Aaron had suspected for years. His parents’ deaths were not an accident. ⸻ And someone powerful had buried the truth. ⸻ Elara sat quietly beside him in the SUV, her fingers wrapped tightly around the envelope from her mother’s box. Aaron noticed. He noticed everything about her now. The silence. The tension in her shoulders. The way her eyes kept returning to the same line in the documents. ⸻ The night of the recital. ⸻ It haunted both of them now. ⸻ Daniel finally broke the silence from the front seat. “There’s another issue.” Aaron looked up immediately. “The board meeting?” Daniel nodded. “It was moved forward by two hours.” Aaron’s expression hardened instantly. “Victor.” “Most likely.” Daniel hesitated briefly before adding: “And

Chapter Sixty-Eight

The board meeting ended in chaos. Not loud chaos. Worse. Controlled chaos. The kind that destroyed companies quietly from the inside. ⸻ Aaron walked out of the boardroom without looking back. Daniel followed beside him while executives whispered behind closed doors almost immediately. Victor’s influence inside Blackwood Holdings was cracking. Not broken yet. But cracked. ⸻ And Victor knew it. ⸻ The elevator doors shut. Silence settled briefly. Then Daniel finally spoke. “Richard Cole contacted two board members the moment you left.” Aaron loosened his tie irritably. “He’s panicking.” Daniel nodded. “They both are.” ⸻ Because for the first time in years— Victor Hale no longer controlled the narrative completely. ⸻ Aaron leaned back against the elevator wall. Exhaustion pressed heavily behind his eyes now. The orphanage. The documents. His parents. Elara’s mother. ⸻ Every answer kept pulling him toward something uglier.

Chapter Sixty-Nine

The storm intensified outside the old Blackwood estate while security searched through the ruined archive room. Broken shelves covered the floor. Water dripped steadily from the damaged ceiling while documents lay scattered everywhere. Victor’s men had destroyed almost everything. But Aaron knew one thing now. Victor hadn’t come here to destroy records. He came searching for something specific. ⸻ Aaron stood near the center of the room holding the silver watch tightly in his hand. The same watch Elara remembered from her fragmented memories. The same watch proving Victor had been physically present the night of the crash. ⸻ Daniel searched through damaged files nearby while Edward remained near the doorway looking deeply unsettled. “Mrs Hart hid things carefully,” Daniel muttered while moving aside another overturned box. Aaron looked toward him immediately. “What did you find?” ⸻ Daniel held up several soaked folders. “Mostly financial documents.

Chapter Seventy

The atmosphere inside the estate changed instantly. Security guards moved toward the entrance. Daniel reached for his phone. Edward slowly stood from his chair, tension visible across his face. ⸻ But Aaron didn’t move. ⸻ He simply stood beside Elara holding the silver watch in one hand while fury settled coldly into his expression. ⸻ Victor came himself. Which meant he was desperate. ⸻ The estate doors opened moments later. And Victor Hale walked inside like he owned the building. ⸻ Calm. Perfectly composed. Dark coat dripping rainwater onto the marble floor. ⸻ But Aaron noticed it immediately. The tightness in Victor’s jaw. The calculation behind his eyes. ⸻ Victor’s gaze landed directly on Elara first. Not Aaron. Never Aaron first when it involved her. ⸻ “There you are.” ⸻ Aaron stepped slightly in front of Elara immediately. Protective. Possessive. A silent warning. ⸻ Victor finally looked at him then. Unimpres

Chapter Seventy One

Nobody spoke after Daniel’s announcement. The silence inside the archive room turned suffocating instantly. ⸻ Someone inside Blackwood was feeding Victor information. Still. After everything. ⸻ Aaron’s expression darkened dangerously. “Who has access to my security routes?” ⸻ Daniel answered immediately. “Very limited personnel.” A pause. “Internal executive clearance only.” ⸻ Edward slowly sat back down. Which meant one thing. This wasn’t a random employee. This was someone close. Someone powerful. ⸻ Victor adjusted his cuffs calmly near the doorway. But Aaron noticed it now. The satisfaction hidden underneath his composure. ⸻ “You’re losing control of your company,” Victor said quietly. Aaron’s gaze shifted toward him instantly. Cold. Lethal. ⸻ “You should leave while you still can.” ⸻ Victor smiled faintly. “You won’t touch me.” A pause. “Not yet.” ⸻ Because Victor knew something Aaron didn’t. And that re

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