All Chapters of Pregnant For My Best Friend's Rival : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Jason's POVThe apartment was crowded with people, but it felt emptier than it ever had. Police officers moved through the space, taking photographs, dusting for fingerprints, collecting evidence. Their voices were low, professional, but every word felt like a knife in my chest.I stood by the window, my arms crossed, my jaw tight, watching them work. I had been here for hours, ever since Clara had called me, her voice hysterical, telling me that Katherine was gone.Gone.The word echoed in my mind, a relentless loop I couldn't escape. Katherine was gone. Taken. Kidnapped.I thought about her—pregnant, vulnerable, alone with strangers. I thought about the baby—our baby, the child she was carrying, the life we had barely begun to plan for. I thought about the future—the future that was now hanging by a thread.I should have been there. I should have protected her.Clara was sitting on the sofa, her face pale, her eyes red from crying. A police officer sat across from her, a notebook in

Jason's POV"No." I walked past her toward the bar, needing a drink. "We agreed on the broad strokes, but the legal teams need to review the details. We'll sign at the next meeting.""At the next meeting." Victoria's voice was sharp. "Jason, I sent you to that meeting to finalize the deal. Not to have another conversation."I poured myself a glass of whiskey, my hands trembling slightly. "Mother, these things take time. You can't rush a deal of this magnitude.""I can when the other party is ready to sign." Victoria stepped closer, her eyes blazing. "Do you have any idea how important this partnership is? Do you have any idea what it could mean for this family?""I know exactly what it means." I took a long sip of whiskey, the liquid burning as it went down. "I also know that rushing into things is a recipe for disaster.""Disaster." Victoria laughed, the sound cold and bitter. "You want to talk about disaster? You've been distracted for weeks, Jason. Ever since that woman came back i

Olivia's POVI stood outside the restaurant for a moment, checking my reflection in the window. The soft blue dress brought out my eyes, just as I'd hoped. My hair fell in loose waves around my shoulders, and the hint of makeup I'd applied made me look older, more sophisticated.You've got this, I told myself. It's just dinner. Just two people getting to know each other.But my heart was pounding as I pushed open the door and stepped inside.The restaurant was warm and inviting, with soft lighting and the smell of garlic and fresh bread filling the air. A hostess greeted me with a smile and led me to a table for two near the window."Your server will be with you shortly," she said. "Can I get you something to drink while you wait?""Just water, please," I said, sliding into my seat.I checked my phone. No messages from Ethan. I was a few minutes early, so I wasn't worried. I opened the menu, scanning the options, trying to distract myself from the butterflies in my stomach.Five minut

Mikel's POVI looked up. A large, burly man had approached Olivia's table. He was drunk—I could tell from the way he swayed, from the slur in his voice, from the bloodshot look in his eyes.Olivia's face went pale. She forced a polite smile, but I could see the fear in her eyes.No, I thought. Not her. Not tonight.I watched as the man leaned in closer, as Olivia pulled away, as her voice rose in protest. I watched as the man grabbed her arm, as her face twisted with fear.And I knew, in that moment, that I couldn't just sit here. I couldn't let this happen. Not to anyone. Not after everything that had happened.I stood up and walked toward the table."Let her go," I said, my voice cold and steady.The man turned, his eyes narrowing. "Who the hell are you?"I met his gaze, my golden eyes blazing with fury. "I said, let her go."The man laughed, but there was a nervous edge to it now. "This doesn't concern you, pal. Why don't you mind your own business?"I stepped closer, my body block

Mikel's POVI drove away from the Richmond house, the night air cool against my face, the weight of the evening slowly lifting from my shoulders. Olivia was safe. Jason had surprisingly defended me. Victoria had retreated, defeated for now.But as I turned onto the main road, my phone buzzed in the console. I glanced at the screen—it was my mother.I frowned, a flicker of unease passing through me. It was late. Why would she be calling at this hour?I answered, my voice cautious. "Mother? Is everything okay?"Her voice came through, trembling, barely coherent. "Mikel... Mikel, you need to come to the hospital. It's your father."My blood ran cold. "What happened?""Men... armed men... they got into the estate. They bypassed all the security. They..." She broke off, a sob escaping her lips. "They shot him, Mikel. They shot your father."I felt the world tilt beneath me. "What?""He's in surgery now. The doctors... they don't know if he's going to make it." Her voice cracked. "Please, M