THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET REVENGE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The waiting stretched far longer than Lumi was comfortable with, and every passing minute seemed to press harder against her already strained patience. She remained seated at her desk, her posture upright but tense, her eyes fixed on the screen in front of her as though staring long enough might somehow restore what had been lost.Her desktop remained empty.That emptiness felt louder than any noise.Her fingers rested against the edge of the table, tapping lightly at intervals, not out of habit but out of agitation she was trying—and failing—to suppress. Her thoughts moved restlessly, circling the same problem again and again without finding any resolution.“There has to be a way to recover it,” she murmured quietly to herself, her brows knitting together as frustration built beneath her calm exterior. “Files do not just disappear like that.”She leaned back slightly, forcing herself to take a slow breath. Panic would only cloud her judgment, and she needed clarity now more than ev

The rain fell steadily against the glass, forming thin trails that slid downward in uneven patterns, blurring the outside world into something distant and indistinct. Lumi sat by the window of the bus, her head slightly tilted as her gaze remained fixed on those droplets, watching them race each other in silence as though they were the only things that made sense at the moment.Everything else felt… unreal.Her fingers rested loosely on her lap, unmoving, while her thoughts drifted far from the present.Twins.The word echoed in her mind with a weight she could not shake off.She had walked into the hospital expecting routine confirmation, maybe some mild adjustments to her lifestyle, perhaps even a reminder to take things easier. Instead, she had walked out with something that completely altered the scale of everything she had been preparing for.Two.Not one.Two lives growing inside her.Lumi exhaled slowly, her breath fogging the window slightly before fading away. “This cannot

The atmosphere within Vanders Incorporated had completely shifted by the time Lumi stepped deeper into the building. What had once been a place filled with routine movement and professional focus now felt like a disturbed hive, restless and buzzing with unchecked speculation.Everywhere she passed, conversations quieted.Not completely.Just enough.Just enough to make it obvious.People turned their heads as she walked by, their gazes lingering with a mixture of curiosity, suspicion, and something far more uncomfortable—judgment. Some did not even bother to hide it.“Is that her?”“I heard she—”“Seriously?”The whispers overlapped, low but persistent, forming a constant hum that followed her down the hallway like a shadow.Lumi kept her gaze forward, her expression carefully controlled, though inside, her thoughts churned violently.“This is not real,” she told herself. “This cannot be happening over something I did not even do.”Her steps did not falter, even as the weight of atte

The Vanders estate felt cold at night. It wasn’t just the temperature. It was the kind of quiet that sank into the bones, making the air feel heavier, more oppressive. Lumi sat at her desk, the faint glow of her laptop screen illuminating her tired face. Her eyes, red-rimmed and bloodshot, stared at the blinking cursor on the screen, though it hardly registered to her anymore. The weight of the past few hours hung over her—six hours of relentless work, her mind consumed with building a marketing campaign from what little was left.Her body screamed for rest, but there was no time for that. She couldn’t stop. Not now. Not when she was this close to finishing something she didn’t even think she could do.She had been forced to rely on partial backups, her fading memory, and whatever she could pull from instinct. The initial panic had settled into something else—something more driven.Lumi blinked slowly, fingers dancing over the keys as she continued to rebuild what had been lost. The

Lumi stepped into the boardroom, her heart pounding in her chest as she surveyed the room. The long table was surrounded by the familiar, stern faces of the board members, all of them either buried in their notes or exchanging quiet murmurs. The cold, fluorescent lighting above seemed to heighten the tension in the room, casting everything in sharp contrast. She felt small, as though the walls were closing in on her. Her hands, despite her best efforts, were trembling slightly as she walked toward the head of the table.But it wasn’t just the board members who made her feel this way. It was the presence of someone else, someone who should have been a source of comfort but instead intensified her anxiety. Aaron. He was sitting at the far end of the table, his usual detached expression in place. His eyes, however, betrayed a flicker of confusion, a quiet question in his gaze. She couldn’t read it completely, but it unsettled her more than it should have.She cleared her throat, p