All Chapters of The Unexpected Surrogate for the Ruthless Billionaire : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Shadows of the PastThe Fernández family waded through the busy arrivals terminal at Geneva airport. Isabelle clutched her carry-on tenaciously, her eyes darting sideways un the unfamiliar surroundings. Beside her, Carlos strode with a reassuring hand.Isabelle stepped out into the crisp Swiss air, and shivers ran down her spine. Nothing to do with the temperature. This was it. Really. They'd done it. Left everything familiar behind to start a new life in a foreign country."Everyone okay?" Carlos asked, low and concerned.Isabelle managed to smile. "Just a little overwhelmed. It's really happening, isn't it?"Just as Carlos was to respond, Sophia gasped, "Look!" A sleek black car pulled to the curb, and a tall, refined-featured man came out in his suit, suitably holding up a sign reading, "Fernandez Family.""Our ride, I presume," said Carlos, as he slipped on, approaching the driver.As they were piling suitcases into the car, Isabelle couldn't shake the feeling that they were being

Shattered IllusionsIsabelle's heart throbbed inside her chest as she stood glued to the bedroom door: the soft voices downstairs growing louder by the second, changing tone, becoming urgent, shuffling feet and muffled thuds giving pace to the argument. She reached for the phone on her nightstand, and her hands shook. But when her fingers were practically upon it, she had a thought—one so horrible it could have iced: Where was Carlos?She swallowed her fear and walked softly in the direction of the twin's room. The door opened with a slight nudge. Sophia and Alex lay there completely oblivious to what lay ahead of them. She carefully closed the door and proceeded in the direction of Jack's room. It was empty.Suddenly, a feeling of motherly protectiveness swept the fear off her heart. It's her family in harm, and she has to act.Taking in her hand a big crystal vase that was on the hallway table, Isabelle picked up firmly and started down the stairs. The treads creaked and groaned fr

Isabelle surreptitiously gazed at the dial of her watch from the dark recess of a corner in a small café, which was situated in the industrial area of the town. She had picked up this place for the very reason that it was far removed from prying looks that seemed to follow every move of any of her family members these days. The bell above the door chimed, and she looked up to see Morris take entry."I'm really pleased you wanted to meet for lunch," Isabelle said after he had seated himself in the booth opposite. "I know this can't possibly be an unbiased setting for the two of us."Morris nodded outwards, a mixture of worry and curiosity crossing his face. "You did sound a bit upset over the phone. If you wish, then what is it, Isabelle?"She exhaled, gathering her thoughts. "The family's in a jam, Morris. We need help, and I think through you, I know where to find it."As she started to tell him about the sensantionalism, the public anger, the fight it had been to salvage her reputat

Trust ErodedIsabelle's heart raced as her eyes locked with the unexpected visitor who stood in her doorway. The silhouette belonged to none other than Allison, her face a mix of victory and barely concealed anger."Allison?" Isabelle managed to choke out. "What are you doing here? Where's Carlos?"Allison's heels crept ominously upon entering the room. "Oh no, Carlos is a busy bee right now. He's having such an interesting conversation about you."Isabelle felt her stomach start to turn on her. "What are you talking about?""Don't play dumb, Isabelle," Allison snapped. "I know about your little meetings with Morris. Did you really think you could keep that a secret?"Before Isabelle could reply, the front door burst open once more. Carlos strode in. His face seemed a portrait of anger, and behind him trailed a shamefaced Morris."Carlos!" Isabelle said, relief and fear fighting in her voice. "I can explain—""Explain what?" Carlos thunders. "How you've been sneaking around with your

Race Against TimeIsabelle's POV Among other things, this document we just received was something game -changing, this last bit of evidence, which would finally shift the tide in our favor. But as much as it brought hope, it also put an immense sense of urgency into the situation. We knew our opponents—all those dark figures who had set this whole scandal up in the first place would move heaven and earth to discredit or suppress it. Every second counted.That evening, we all sat in the living room. The air was heavy with tension; the fear was unsaid. I could see the worry etched on everyone's faces: Carlos, Jack, Sophia, Alex, even Morris, who had rapidly turned into an indispensable part of our efforts."We have to authenticate this evidence now," Morris said, his voice steady, but urgent. "If we don't, they'll find a way to discredit it before we can ever present it." Carlos leaned forward, his elbows propped on his knees, and deep stress lines etched on his face. "Do we have the