All Chapters of Mysterious Husband is Billionaire: Chapter 101 - Chapter 109

"Alessandro, I need to talk to you for a bit." Alessandro couldn't refuse the request, so he nodded. The siblings left the police station together.Netty was still half-believing, but she had to investigate and uncover the truth behind her parents' past troubles.After a short chat, Netty excused herself."I'm sure there's something fishy hidden in my family's and Alessandro's family background. I can't rest easy until I know for sure."Wait! She suddenly remembered something. "I heard Mom had an old house in this city. I have to find out about it."Netty immediately went home and ransacked her mother's jewelry box, the one she'd pilfered earlier. A smile spread across her face as she found the address she was looking for."I have to go there now." Without delay, Netty got ready to leave. But her steps halted as she saw her brother arrive and stand behind the fence of her house. "Bro Alessandro, how did you know I live here?""Your location was tracked. Didn't you check your phone?"

"Taraa…!" A little boy presented Netty with a bunch of fresh, beautiful lilies. His offering coaxed a smile from her, and she accepted the flowers. "Thank you, sweetie. Who told you to give me these?"The boy flashed a gap-toothed grin, then produced a beautifully packaged food box with a little note attached. (Don't forget to eat the food right away!)Reading the note, Netty looked back at the boy—but he was gone! Poof!Where did he go?She searched the immediate area, but the little guy had vanished. Weird!Shrugging it off, Netty prepared to leave. That's when Louis appeared, a smirk playing on his lips. "So? Did you get your bouquet?"Netty frowned, looking down at the flowers in her hand. "So, this was your doing?"Louis nodded slowly. "Do you like them?"He started to respond, but then—bam!—a near-identical version of himself materialized, greeting Louis with, "Long time no see, Louis. How's it going?"But his face was sour. Louis clearly wasn't thrilled about this guy'

The whispers followed Giselle like a shadow. "They say she never got her mother's love, not even as a baby," one voice hissed. Another chimed in, "Really? Where'd you hear that?" Giselle’s cheeks burned. The judging stares felt like knives. But the whispers died down abruptly as a figure appeared – Alessandro, her husband. "Al-Alessandro..." breathed the gossips. Their attention shifted back to their shopping, the initial purpose of their visit to Giselle’s grocery store. Alessandro’s arrival transformed Giselle's frown into a radiant smile. Serving her customers, she was noticeably more relaxed. Alessandro, however, watched her with a tender gaze, a small smile playing on his lips. Netty, noticing this exchange, chuckled softly. Despite the storms they’d weathered, Giselle felt incredibly fortunate to have him. And now, cradled in her arms, their beautiful baby boy, Leon, completed their picture. Once the last customer left, Giselle

Frustration, anger, and pent-up emotions boiled over after a failed plan. Louis vanished without a trace after that day, disappearing from circulation and ignoring all calls, both business-related and from his parents.His mind was consumed by the desire to apologize to Netty. If he went to her house and asked her family about her, would they tell him? But what if Netty wasn't home?He could barely imagine what would happen if he found out Netty wasn't home. Although he had called her several times, there was only a forwarding message.He spent his days alone, exhausted, without a confidante to vent the frustrations that had been building for days.Today, Louis unknowingly stopped near Mischa's family home. Before getting out of the car, he sat contemplating, murmuring, "I wonder how Mischa's doing?"Suddenly, he thought about the woman he admitted he didn't love at all. His expression was somber. Should he see Mischa now? Doubt clouded his eyes, but what would he say if he did?It

Louis’s words hung in the air, sharp as a threat. Mischa wondered if the woman with the long nails and platinum blonde hair was deliberately trying to drive a wedge between them. Giselle watched the woman discreetly. When Louis excused himself to make a call, Mischa casually pulled a cigarette from her purse and lit it, the acrid smell of tobacco instantly filling the room. Giselle coughed. "Excuse me, but this is a non-smoking area. There's a sign right over there."Mischa glanced at the sign Giselle indicated, then rolled her eyes. "And I care?"Giselle took a deep breath, composing herself. Just as Louis returned, Netty's doctor emerged from the room. "Doctor, how is my sister-in-law?" Giselle asked anxiously."She's still unconscious. We'll be monitoring her hourly. Please, try to stay calm."Louis was about to enter Netty's room, but Mischa stopped him. "Can't we just go home? You've already done so much…" Her plea hung unspoken in the air."No! Can't you see someone's life is