All Chapters of Marrying My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amelia couldn’t move.Couldn’t speak.Couldn’t think.The rain continued falling around them, but it felt distant.Muted.Unreal.Only one sentence remained in her mind.Her name was Catherine Blackwood.Blackwood.Ethan’s family name.Ethan stood beside her, completely still.His face had gone pale.For the first time since she’d met him, he looked shaken.Truly shaken.“No.”The word escaped his lips quietly.Margaret looked away.As if she couldn’t bear to face him.“Tell me she’s lying.”Ethan’s voice was cold.Dangerously cold.Margaret began crying again.“I wish I could.”The answer hit everyone like a bomb.Amelia felt the ground disappear beneath her feet.Catherine Blackwood.Her mother.A member of Ethan’s family.Which meant…“What does that make us?”Her voice barely worked.Nobody answered.Nobody wanted to.Then Elena stepped forward.“It doesn’t mean you’re related.”The tension eased slightly.Slightly.Amelia looked at her desperately.“Explain.”Elena nodded.“Cathe

The helicopter hovered above them.Its blades cut through the storm.Rain sprayed in every direction.The spotlight remained fixed on Amelia.Blinding her.Hunting her.Fear gripped her chest.This wasn’t Victor’s group.It wasn’t Elena’s group.It wasn’t Ethan’s security team.A third faction had entered the game.And judging by the weapons pointed at them…They weren’t interested in negotiation.“Bring us the key.”The voice echoed through the loudspeaker again.Cold.Demanding.Merciless.Victor’s expression darkened.“Well, this is new.”Elena looked furious.“Not new.”Everyone turned toward her.“You know them?” Ethan asked.Elena’s jaw tightened.“Unfortunately.”Gunfire suddenly erupted again.Bullets struck the road.Vehicles.Trees.Concrete.Everyone dove for cover.Amelia instinctively grabbed Ethan’s arm.He immediately pulled her behind one of the SUVs.Protecting her with his own body.The gesture wasn’t even deliberate anymore.It was instinct.And somehow that realiza

The message on Ethan’s phone wouldn’t leave Amelia’s mind.Ask Catherine Blackwood who really betrayed Daniel Carter.It felt less like a warning and more like a promise.Someone out there knew the truth.Someone wanted her to find it.But why send the message now?Another burst of gunfire echoed through the storm.Ethan grabbed Amelia’s hand.“We’re leaving.”Victor and Elena were already barking orders to their people, their temporary alliance shattered by the arrival of Arthur Graves and the mysterious fourth faction.“This way!” Elena shouted, pointing toward a narrow dirt road hidden by thick trees.Ethan didn’t hesitate.He pulled Amelia behind him as they sprinted through the rain, Margaret close behind. Two of Ethan’s security guards covered their escape while bullets tore through the air.A black SUV waited beneath the trees.The driver threw open the rear door.“Mr. Blackwood!”“Go!” Ethan ordered.The vehicle sped away before everyone had fully closed their doors.Amelia lo

The wheels of Ethan’s private jet touched down with a gentle thud.Amelia looked out the window as the skyline of Geneva came into view. Snow-capped mountains surrounded the city, and the crystal-blue lake shimmered beneath the afternoon sun.It was beautiful.Too beautiful for a city hiding so many secrets.As soon as the aircraft came to a stop, Ethan’s security team was already waiting.“Two vehicles are ready,” his head of security, Marcus, reported. “We’ve swept the route to the hotel, but I can’t guarantee we’re not being followed.”Ethan nodded.“We don’t go to the hotel.”Marcus frowned.“Sir?”“We go straight to the bank.”Amelia looked at him in surprise.“Isn’t that risky?”“It’s riskier to wait.”She knew he was right.If Arthur Graves or The Founders learned they were in Geneva, Locker 317 would become their first target.⸻Thirty minutes later, their convoy stopped outside one of the oldest private banks in Switzerland.Its stone walls and towering iron gates gave it the

Arthur Graves’ laughter echoed through the underground vault.“Go on,” he called after them. “You’re following Daniel’s plan perfectly.”The words sent a chill through Amelia.She stopped in the middle of the tunnel.“What if he’s telling the truth?”Marcus raised his rifle, keeping his eyes on the vault entrance.“He wants us to hesitate.”Ethan looked at Amelia.“No.”His voice was steady.“He wants us to doubt your father.”Amelia searched his face.“You still trust him?”“I trusted Daniel Carter long before I trusted anyone else.”His answer came without hesitation.“And I trust him now.”Something inside Amelia settled.She nodded.“Then we keep going.”Without another word, they hurried deeper into the tunnel.Behind them, Arthur’s footsteps echoed, but he didn’t seem to be chasing them.That frightened Ethan more than if he had.⸻The passage twisted beneath the city.Old stone walls dripped with moisture.The air smelled of dust and age.Every few meters, Amelia noticed small