All Chapters of My Billionaire Boss Baby Daddy Doesn't Remember Me: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DanteThe atmosphere in the main boardroom was chaotic.None of the shareholders sitting around the long glass table were in a normal state of mind."How could this happen, Dante?" one of the oldest board members slammed his hand onto the table, his face turning red. "Our stock value dropped four percent in the last three hours alone!"I sat at the head of the table, resting my elbows on the surface and keeping my face blank."It's a controlled breach," I said, my voice steady despite the pounding in my head. "We're currently handling the damage control.""Damage control isn't enough!" another shareholder shouted from the far end of the room. "An anonymous social media account just posted financial logs on the internet!""They're talking about accounting fraud, Dante!" a woman next to him added, waving her tablet around. "The media is eating this up, and our investors are panicking!""The so-called evidence posted online is fake," I told them flatly, locking eyes with her. "SalTech ha

DanteOur stock values were beginning to plummet faster than I could track them on my monitor.Major investors were pushing away from SalTech by the minute, pulling their capital and canceling scheduled meetings.None of the explanations the public relations department put out seemed tangible enough to stop the problem.I called an urgent emergency meeting with the entire accounting team right inside my office. I sat behind my desk and stared down at the twelve employees standing in a silent row before me. They were the ones we suspected the most at this point. "I'm only going to ask this question once," I said, my voice dropping to a low threat. "Who leaked those template files to the public?"They all looked at each other with wide, panicked eyes, terrified."It wasn't any of us, Mr. Salvatore," the senior chief accountant said, his hands visibly shaking at his side. "We ran a full audit on every computer on our floor.""I don't care about your audit," I grunted, slamming my palm d

DanteI sat in my study at the mansion, staring at the glowing laptop screen in front of me. The charts looked horrifying, glowing bright red in the dim room.Our stock values had just gone down by another ten percent in less than twenty-four hours.I rubbed my forehead hard with both hands, feeling a dull headache throbbing behind my eyes.My phone vibrated twice against the desk surface, breaking the dead silence. I picked it up and saw a notification for a document sent directly from Jamie.The title line read: "Recent background check results on Jenna Martins."This wasn't old information from five years ago. This was recent data gathered within the last forty-eight hours.I opened the document, my eyes scanning through the flight registration logs attached. She had booked a one-way flight back to Italy for herself and her child just three days ago.My hands tightened on my phone so hard the casing nearly cracked under my fingers. So she really wanted to leave and run away across

DanteThat night, I actually slept well for the first time in forever. No cold sweats, no tossing around, just pure rest.But the next morning, I was awoken by the sharp sound of Barbara's voice coming from downstairs. I rubbed my face, groaned, and pulled myself out of bed.I walked down the main staircase and found out that she was busy preparing breakfast for me in my kitchen. I stood at the bottom step, watching her move around like she lived here.I realized right then that my brief moment of peace was officially over. Barbara just chose the wrong time to come see me.Just when I thought I could finally get closer to Jenna again, this woman showed up to mess up my morning. Barbara turned around, spotted me on the stairs, and her entire face lit up.She rushed straight toward me, acting all coquettish and sweet."Good morning, handsome!" she chirped, swaying her hips as she approached. "I made your favorite eggs and toast!"I stood still, my arms crossed over my chest."Where have

JennaI walked into the accounting department with my head held high.Dante had officially granted me permission to meet with the account team, so here I was, ready to fix this mess once and for all. Jamie was standing right next to me, acting as my support while I took charge. Or at least tried to. About twelve employees stood in a messy semicircle in the middle of the large floor, looking nervous and confused. So I didn't waste any time with nice greetings or corporate fluff."Who did it?" I asked, looking every single one of them dead in the eyes. I kept my question completely vague on purpose, not being specific about the leaks or the tampered files. Immediately, a wave of denials broke out across the room."It wasn't me!" one guy yelled, holding his hands up in the air."I swear I didn't leak anything!" a woman in a grey suit pleaded, shaking her head fast."I've been loyal to SalTech for six years, I would never do that!" another accountant chimed in.Everybody said it wasn't t