All Chapters of Divorced While Pregnant: The Billionaire’s Regret.: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The silence inside Sophia Blake's penthouse became almost unbearable.No one moved.No one dared speak.The only sound came from the quiet hum of the air-conditioning and the distant traffic far below Manhattan.On the marble kitchen island...The tablet continued displaying Damian Sterling's face.Though he remained confined to a hospital bed...His presence dominated the entire room.Sophia forced herself to remain composed.She folded her arms."If this is your way of intimidating me...""I'm afraid you've wasted your time."Damian regarded her calmly."I didn't come here to intimidate you.""I came to collect."Sophia frowned."Collect what?"A faint smile appeared on Damian's face."The debt you never realized you owed."Confusion flickered across Sophia's expression."My debt?"She almost laughed."I don't owe you anything."Damian leaned back slightly against his hospital pillows."No.""You don't owe me.""You owe the people who financed your lifestyle."Sophia's confidence di

Morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Damian Sterling's private recovery suite.At first glance...It still looked like a hospital room.The heart monitor continued its steady rhythm.Medication dripped slowly through an IV line.Doctors and nurses came and went at scheduled intervals.But beneath the calm exterior...The room had become something else entirely.The VIP suite had transformed into a secure command center.Encrypted communication servers occupied one corner.Several large monitors displayed live financial markets from around the world.Video conference equipment connected directly to Sterling Group Headquarters.Satellite communications linked New York with Geneva, London, Singapore, Hong Kong, and Zurich.Even the hospital's internet connection had been isolated and replaced with Sterling Group's military-grade encrypted network.Every person entering the room underwent two separate security screenings.Silas Thorne had attacked Damian once.

Seventy-two hours.That was all it had taken.Three days earlier, Silas Thorne had believed he was untouchable.His money flowed through invisible channels.His operations stretched across continents.His network had taken forty years to build.Now...It was burning.The private recovery suite at New York General Hospital no longer resembled a hospital room.Large monitors covered one wall.Encrypted communication terminals occupied a long conference table.Digital maps displayed dozens of flashing locations across Europe, Asia, and North America.Damian Sterling sat upright in bed, dressed in dark silk pajamas beneath a tailored robe.His mind had never been sharper.Evelyn sat beside him, reviewing intelligence reports while quietly eating breakfast.She looked up as another encrypted notification appeared.Lucas Bennett's face filled the largest screen."Target One is in position."Damian's expression remained calm."Proceed."Thousands of miles away...An abandoned shipping wareho

The first rule of survival...Was knowing when to disappear.Silas Thorne had spent forty years teaching that lesson to others.Now...He was being forced to follow it himself.The underground command center, once alive with voices and glowing monitors, had become eerily quiet.Entire walls of screens had gone dark.The remaining displays showed nothing but red warning notifications.ACCOUNT FROZEN.ASSETS SEIZED.COMMUNICATION NODE LOST.OPERATION TERMINATED.Every alert represented another piece of the empire he had spent decades building.One by one...They were disappearing.Silas stood alone in the center of the room.His tailored suit remained immaculate.His posture was as straight as ever.Only the silence around him revealed the scale of his defeat.The steel door opened.His oldest adviser entered carrying a thick folder."The final reports."Silas accepted it without speaking.He turned the pages slowly.Three more shell companies had been dismantled.Two international bank

Morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Hospital.For the first time in what felt like an eternity...The atmosphere was peaceful.No emergency alarms.No frantic footsteps.No urgent phone calls from Sterling Group.Only quiet conversations and hopeful smiles filled the private recovery wing.Inside Damian Sterling's luxurious hospital suite...Dr. Harris closed the final page of his medical file.He looked up and smiled."Mr. Sterling...""I believe we've kept you here long enough."Damian raised an eyebrow."Is that your professional opinion...""...or are you simply tired of having me as your patient?"The doctor laughed."A little of both."He handed him the discharge papers."Your recovery has exceeded every expectation.""Your injuries still need time to heal.""You'll continue physical therapy.""And absolutely no overworking."She deliberately looked at Evelyn."I'm trusting you to enforce that last instruction."Evelyn smiled."I'll do my best."