All Chapters of Daddy, Stop Mommy's Wedding: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

​A sharp, high-pitched alarm shrieked through the subterranean vault before the massive titanium door unlocked with a heavy pneumatic hissed discharge. Fresh, cold air surged into the room like a tidal wave. ​"Dad! Hinga. Dad." ​Parang physical impact na tumama sa dibdib ni Gavinn ang boses ng anak. He pulled Gabriel tight against his chest, both of them desperately inhaling the freezing oxygen. Nanginginig pa ang kamay ng bata, pero automatic nang gumalaw ang mga daliri nito sa nandidilim na screen ng tablet. ​"The oxygen levels are stabilizing," hingal na bulong ni Gabriel, his young face pale but his eyes burning with pure, unadulterated Gen Z spite. "That prison raid was top-tier timing. Absolute cinema." ​"Focus, Gabriel," mabilis na utos ni Gavinn, pushing himself up off the cold concrete floor. Pinagpag niya ang alikabok sa kanyang suit jacket habang inaayos ang pagkakahawak sa kanyang tactical firearm. "Luna’s operative in London is just one piece of the domino. Kung na

​"Gabriel." halos walang boses na usal ni Shelly, shaking her head in complete disbelief. "I don't understand. How is this even legal? Bake shop owner lang ako! I don't know anything about running a multi-billion dollar conglomerate!"​"It’s more than legal, Shelly," malamig at barytonong bulong ni Gavinn. "Luna built a trap meant to bury you in court cases and financial ruin. But Gabriel turned her own weapon against her. You don't just own their assets now. You hold the master switch to every single pharmaceutical supply line in Asia."​"Mother," pabalang na singit ni Gabriel, clicking his tablet screen off with a smooth swipe of his thumb. "Consider it a corporate upgrade. You used to sell red velvet cupcakes. Now you own the entire global supply chain that distributes critical medical supplies. That’s what I call character growth."​"I can't accept this," nanginginig na apela ni Shelly, looking between her partner and her five-year-old child prodigy. "This is too much, Gavinn! Cla

​"Gavinn," mahinang usal ni Shelly, pilit na pinapatatag ang kanyang boses kahit na nanginginig ang kanyang mga labi. "Sagutin mo ako. Legal mo pa ring asawa si Luna?"​"On paper," basag at mababang boses na simula ni Gavinn, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists. "Our marriage contract was registered under a dual-sovereignty offshore trust five years ago. Hindi lang basta kasal 'yon, Shelly. It was a binding corporate merger locked behind a tri-party security protocol."​"Isang protocol na nangangailangan ng tatlong master signatures para ma-annul," singit ni Doña Fatima, tumingin sa labas ng bintana.​​Napasandal si Shelly sa headboard ng kama. Ang kanyang dalawang kamay ay kusa at protektadong yumakap sa kanyang tiyan.​"Shelly, pakinggan mo ako," lumapit si Gavinn, bakas ang pagmamakaawa habang sinusubukang hawakan itong muli. "It’s a mere technicality! Luna is behind bars in a maximum-security facility sa London. Wala na siyang kapangyarihan, wala na siyang pera, at

​Nanginig ang buong cabin ng private jet habang bumabagsak ang emergency oxygen masks mula sa ceiling. High-voltage red lights were flashing violently, painting Gavinn’s enraged face in blood-like hues. ​Sa main monitor, nakatitig pa rin ang holographic projection ni Clara Castillo. ​"Enjoy the descent, Gavinn. See you in Essex." ​Nag-blackout ang screen at tuluyang naputol ang signal. Nakahawak nang mahigpit si Shelly sa armrest ng kanyang leather seat. Automatic namang dumikit si Gavinn sa tabi niya, wrapping his massive arm around her shoulders to absorb the violent vibrations of the falling aircraft. ​"Breathe, Shelly. I'm right here," bulong ni Gavinn sa kanya. "Hinding-hindi ko hahayaan na may mangyari sa inyo ng baby." ​Sa kabilang gilid, naka-angkla ang mga paa ni Gabriel sa floor board. His small fingers were practically blurring over his screen, overrides and terminal codes cascading down in neon green text. ​"Dad! The EMP blast fried the main navigation, pero hindi nito

​ Nakakamatay ang tensyon sa loob ng private glass chalet sa gitna ng isolated island sa Switzerland. ​Nakatayo si Gavinn sa harap ng floor-to-ceiling window, hawak ang isang crystal tumbler ng whiskey na hindi man lang niya maiinom. The undisputed titan of Lucero Prime, the man who brought international corporate giants to their knees, was literally sweating inside his tailored suit.​Sa kabilang dako ng silid, nakaupo si Don Fernando sa isang vintage leather armchair. Marahang inaayos nito ang cuffs ng kanyang linen shirt habang nagpe-peel ng apple. Beside him, Gabriel was casually lounged on a plush sofa, tapping away on his iPad while eating high-end Swiss chocolates.​"So," basag ni Don Fernando sa katahimikan, his voice dangerously low and smooth. "Twenty-two hours and fourteen minutes left, Lucero. Where's my daughter's proposal draft?"​Napalunok si Gavinn. Dahan-dahan siyang humarap sa matanda. "Sir, I have my legal and creative teams drafting three distinct proposal concepts