Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Forgotten Bride : Capítulo 291 - Capítulo 300

Chapter 291The silence in the Eden Vault was absolute, broken only by the dripping of cryogenic fluid from the open pods and the heavy, ragged breathing of the Aegis strike team.Ethan Cole stared at the ten identical ghosts of his own face, and the ten identical phantoms of his wife.Hello, Father.The word ripped through Ethan’s soul like a serrated blade. They weren't just clones. Elias Frost had uploaded false memories, false identities into their neural pathways during their accelerated growth. They truly believed they were the rightful heirs to the Cole dynasty."Boss," Marcus whispered over the secure comms, his voice trembling slightly—a rare occurrence for the hardened veteran. "We are outnumbered two-to-one by hostiles possessing your and Zara’s physical capabilities. Do I have a green light?"Ethan didn't hesitate. The Warlord shut down the father, locking his empathy in a titanium box deep within his mind. These weren't his children. They were biological weapons."Light t

Chapter 293Three Months Later. The New York Citadel.Peace, Leo Cole was quickly discovering, was significantly harder to navigate than war.In a firefight, the variables were finite: cover, ammunition, ballistics, and timing. But in the quiet, sun-drenched sanctuary of his private residential wing, the variables were impossibly complex. They were made of soft smiles, shared coffee mugs, and the terrifying, breathtaking vulnerability of waking up next to the woman he loved.Leo stood in the doorway of their private laboratory, leaning against the reinforced titanium frame. He held two steaming mugs of black coffee, watching Maya work.She was in her element. The Empress of the Consortium had seamlessly transitioned into the Head of Aegis Bio-Tech, and her mind was a beautiful, chaotic hurricane of brilliance. She wore a pristine white lab coat over her casual clothes, her dark hair pinned up with a silver clip, peering through the lens of a high-powered electron microscope.She was a

Chapter 295Four Hours Later. The Aegis Citadel, Upstate New York.The medical bay of the subterranean Citadel was locked down with the highest level of security ever implemented.Ethan Cole stood rigidly beside the diagnostic bed, his massive arms crossed over his chest, his gray eyes blazing with a terrifying, helpless fury. Zara stood beside him, her hand gripping his arm so tightly her knuckles were white.Sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs nervously, was fourteen-year-old Aria."I feel fine, Daddy," Aria insisted, though her voice wavered slightly. She looked up at the team of Aegis neurologists scrambling around the monitors. "My chest doesn't hurt. The pacemaker is working.""I know, Princess," Ethan said, forcing his voice to remain calm, though his heart was screaming in a cage of pure panic. He reached out, gently smoothing her dark hair. "We just have to be sure."Leo burst through the doors of the medical wing, still wearing his suit from the Manhattan board

Chapter 297The Following Day. 2:00 PM. Aegis Citadel Library.The Citadel library was a sprawling, multi-level archive of physical books and isolated data terminals. It was heavily guarded, but Aria was allowed free roam of the room for her daily study session, provided she didn't access the external network.She sat at a heavy oak table, a stack of history textbooks piled high around her.Standing ten feet away, leaning casually against a bookshelf, was Marcus. The security chief watched her with fond, protective vigilance.Aria casually slid her hand into the pocket of her oversized hoodie, her fingers wrapping around the cold, smooth wood of the music box. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She felt sick.She looked up at Marcus. "Uncle Marcus? Can I get a glass of water?"Marcus smiled warmly. "Sure thing, kiddo. I’ll radio a steward.""No, I want the sparkling water from the kitchen upstairs," Aria said, injecting a perfect dose of teenage petulance into her voice. "Please?"M

Chapter 299The withdrawal was tearing Ethan’s skull apart from the inside.He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his private penthouse, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of his mahogany desk. Outside, a torrential thunderstorm battered the city of Seattle, but the violent weather was nothing compared to the storm raging in his bloodstream.It had been forty-eight hours since he stopped taking the little white "vitamins" Chloe insisted he needed for his post-coma recovery. Forty-eight hours of blinding nausea, cold sweats, and strange, disjointed auditory hallucinations. He kept hearing a woman’s laugh. A soft, breathless laugh that smelled like vanilla and rain.It wasn't Chloe’s laugh.The private elevator dinged, breaking the heavy silence. Dr. Harrison, Ethan’s oldest friend and the only physician not on the Cole family payroll, stepped out. The doctor looked soaked, terrified, and utterly exhausted."Did you run it?" Ethan’s voice was a low, gravelly rasp. He didn't