All Chapters of My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Sophia's POVEthan spent most of that night on the phone, pacing the length of the living room while his security team worked through the tangled web of shell accounts and corporate holding companies, trying to narrow down exactly which board member had access to the infrastructure Marcus Chen's payment had traced back to."How many people have access to that holding company?" I asked, watching him rub his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time."Too many," he admitted. "It's used for legitimate deals constantly. Real estate acquisitions, minority stakes in smaller firms. Narrowing down who specifically authorized a transfer to Chen is going to take time.""Time we might not have, if this person's willing to keep escalating.""I know." He sank onto the couch beside me, exhaustion finally catching up with him. "I keep running through the board in my head. Trying to figure out who'd actually benefit from destabilizing me enough to make room for someone else.""Who's on the list?""E

Sophia's POVBy the time we reached Ethan's office, the headline had already spread across every major outlet, the fabricated story dressed up with just enough polished detail to look credible to anyone who hadn't lived through the truth of it themselves.*Blackwell CEO Orchestrated Wife's Pregnancy Scandal for Sympathy, Leaked Documents Suggest*"This is insane," I said, staring at my phone in the back of the car, my hands shaking with fury rather than fear now. "They're printing this like it's confirmed fact.""They're printing it because it's convincing," Ethan said grimly, scrolling through the same headlines on his own phone. "Falsified emails, doctored financial records. Whoever built this took their time. It's good work, in the worst possible sense."We arrived to find his office already in chaos, assistants moving briskly between rooms, phones ringing constantly, his head of communications waiting anxiously by the elevator the moment the doors opened."We need a statement," sh

Sophia's POVDr. Mathew arrived within minutes, his expression calm but focused as he studied the monitor readout the nurse handed him, comparing it against the steady strip still printing beside the bed."Show me exactly where you saw the irregularity," he said, and the nurse pointed to a small section of the printout, a brief dip and spike in the rhythm that meant nothing to me but clearly registered as something worth investigating to the two of them."That's Baby B," Dr. Mathew said after a moment, his tone even, professional. "The pattern's consistent with fetal movement, actually, not distress. Twins in the later stages sometimes shift position quickly enough to briefly compress the umbilical cord, which can cause a short dip like this on the monitor. It resolved on its own within seconds, which is reassuring.""So she's okay," Ethan said, his voice tight with barely restrained fear. "The baby's okay.""Both babies look healthy on the current strip," Dr. Mathew confirmed, adjust

Sophia's POVI stared at the message for a long moment before finally typing back a single word.Who is this?The reply came almost instantly, as though whoever it was had been waiting for exactly that question.*Diane Castellano. I know I have no right to expect trust from either of you, but I wanted you to have the full picture before this all gets buried in legal proceedings and settlement paperwork. Damian's involvement in the gala leak never made it into my formal statement. I didn't think it was my place to expose him when I was already cooperating on everything else. But watching you both deal with the fallout of trusting the wrong people, I couldn't stay quiet about one more piece of it.*"Diane," Ethan said, reading over my shoulder, disbelief coloring his voice. "Why would she reach out like this? Anonymously, no less, when she's already cooperating openly with the DA."I typed back quickly. Why anonymous, if you're already testifying against Penelope?*Because this particul

Sophia's POVThe silence stretched only a few seconds, though it felt like an eternity carved out of time itself, every part of me frozen with a fear so complete I couldn't even form words.Then, thin and startled, a cry finally broke through the quiet, small and fierce, and the entire room seemed to exhale at once."There she is," Dr. Mathew said, relief evident in his voice as he worked quickly, efficiently. "She just needed a moment to clear her airway properly. Both lungs sound strong.""She's okay?" Ethan's voice was still tight with residual fear, his hand crushing mine."She's okay," Dr. Mathew confirmed, and a moment later our second daughter was placed briefly against my chest, tiny and warm and unbelievably real, her cry settling into something softer now that she'd found her way into the world.I stared down at her, tears streaming freely now, unable to fully process the overwhelming rush of relief and love crashing through me all at once."Both of them," I whispered. "Etha