All Chapters of Pregnant For My Best Friend's Rival : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Jason's POVThe auditorium was filled with the soft rustle of programs and the murmur of expectant parents. I sat in the front row, my eyes fixed on the stage, my heart swelling with pride as Olivia stepped into the spotlight.She was magnificent.Her fingers danced across the piano keys, each note precise and full of emotion. She poured her heart into the performance, her expression shifting with the music—from joy to sorrow, from triumph to longing. The melody filled the room, wrapping around the audience like a warm embrace.I watched her, mesmerized, and felt a smile spread across my face. She was so talented, so passionate. She had worked so hard for this moment, and she was shining.And as I watched her, my mind drifted back to another time, another stage, another moment of triumph.***Nine years ago.The gymnasium was packed, the air thick with the roar of the crowd. I was on the basketball court, m

Sophie's POVThe private meeting room was dimly lit, the kind of place where secrets were exchanged and deals were made. I sat across from Eleanor O'Connor, my posture perfect, my expression composed. But inside, I was buzzing with excitement.I had done it. I had kissed Mikel. And he hadn't pushed me away.Eleanor studied me over the rim of her teacup, her eyes sharp and assessing. "Well?" she asked, her voice cool and measured. "How did it go?"I allowed myself a small, satisfied smile. "Better than I expected. He's opening up to me. He laughed, he relaxed, he let me in.""And the kiss?" Eleanor's eyes glinted with interest. "You mentioned something about a kiss earlier on the phone."I felt a warmth spread through my chest at the memory. "I kissed him. On the lips. And he didn't pull away."Eleanor's smile widened, a rare display of approval. "Excellent. That's exactly what we wanted.""I told you I coul

Jason's POV Victoria's face went pale, her eyes widening with a shock I'd never seen before. For a moment, she looked almost vulnerable, almost human."How dare you?" Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with a mixture of anger and pain. "How dare you say that to me?"I met her gaze, my heart pounding. "I'm just asking the question. Was it worth it, Mother? Was it worth losing him?"She stared at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears."You have no idea," she said, her voice cracking, "what I go through every night."I felt my anger falter. "Mother—""Every night, I lie awake and think about him." Her voice was raw, stripped of the armor she always wore. "I think about his laugh, his smile, the way he used to hold me. And then I think about the fact that he's gone. That he's never coming back."I felt a lump form in my throat. "Mother, I didn't mean—""You think you know pain, Jason?" She

Jason's POVThe drive to Richmond Holdings felt interminable, every red light a fresh torture, every slow driver a frustration. My mind was racing, churning with possibilities. My mother's disappearance. Her silence. The weight of her confession about the O'Connors.What is she planning? What did she do?I pulled into the parking garage, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles were white. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. Whatever was waiting for me, I would face it.I walked through the lobby, past the receptionist, and took the elevator to the executive floor. The doors opened, and I stepped into the corridor, my footsteps echoing in the silence.And then I saw the boardroom.The doors were open, and inside, the board of directors was assembled around the massive table. And at the head of the table, seated in the chair that was supposed to be mine, was my mother.Victoria Richmond

Katherine's POVI sat on the edge of my bed in Clara's apartment, my phone clutched in my hand, staring at the screen. My grandmother's words echoed in my mind, each one a gentle push toward something I wasn't sure I was ready for."I believe in second chances, Katherine."I thought about Jason—the boy I'd loved, the man who'd hurt me, the stranger who was now trying to find his way back into my life. I thought about the fear in his eyes when he'd apologized, the sincerity in his voice when he'd told my grandmother he was worried about me.Maybe he had changed. Maybe he was trying to make amends.Or maybe this was just another manipulation, another way to worm his way back into my life.I didn't know. But I knew I couldn't keep living in the shadows of uncertainty. I needed answers. I needed to understand why he was so determined to find me.I typed out a message, my fingers trembling."Jason. I heard you visited my grandmother. I'm not sure what you want, but if you want to talk, I'l