All Chapters of Revenge Of The Trillionaire Heiress : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ava’s POVThe court case was finally behind us, a weight lifted off our shoulders. Tristan was safe, and I could feel the relief washing over both Andrew and me. But just as one chapter closed, another one seemed to open unexpectedly.It started a week after the court ruling. Nikolai, my assistant, had come into my office with a look of confusion mixed with curiosity on his face. He held a stack of papers in his hand, which he placed neatly on my desk.“What is it, Nikolai?” I asked, looking up from my laptop.“These,” he said, tapping the top of the papers, “are inquiries from several investors who want to invest in F&J Company.”I froze for a moment, my hands hovering over the keyboard. “Derek’s company?”“Yes,” he confirmed. “It seems like word is spreading about some potential for growth over there. The company’s been in bad shape, but now, suddenly, people want to invest. These are serious investors, Ava.”I leaned back in my chair, processing the information. F&J had been circli

Ava’s POVThe sun filtered through the office blinds, casting gentle rays over my desk as I tried to focus on the spreadsheets in front of me. I had a call in thirty minutes, and my mind was racing with everything I had to prepare. Andrew had left for his own meeting earlier, and I figured we’d grab lunch together once we were both free. It had been a long morning already, and my thoughts kept drifting to Tristan, lately, we haven’t spent much time with him.I picked up my phone, tempted to check in on him, but then decided against it. Everything seemed normal. The bodyguards were with him, and it wasn’t the first time we had gone through this routine. I tried to remind myself of that, but there was always this nagging feeling in the back of my mind. I had learned to live with it, as most mothers do, but that didn’t mean it ever fully went away.Just as I was about to dial into the meeting, the door to my office burst open. Andrew, pale-faced and with wild eyes, stormed in, his phone

Ava’s POVI sat in the corner of the school principal’s office, staring blankly at the walls, unable to process what was happening. Everything felt surreal, like a twisted nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. Andrew stood in front of the desk, pacing furiously, while the principal and other members of the school management fumbled with their words, trying to offer hollow apologies.But Andrew wasn’t having any of it.“This isn’t just a mistake,” Andrew snapped, slamming his hand down on the desk, making everyone jump. His voice was low and dangerous, his entire body vibrating with barely controlled anger. “Someone tampered with the security footage. Someone inside this school had a hand in my son’s kidnapping.”The principal swallowed hard, his face pale. “Mr. Andrews, I-I assure you we are doing everything we can to cooperate with the authorities. We had no idea—”Andrew cut him off. “That’s not good enough. You’re responsible for these children’s safety, and you failed.” He turned to

Ava’s POVI barely registered how I drifted off to sleep. The tension and exhaustion had finally caught up with me, and my mind had momentarily surrendered to the haze of fatigue. But the sudden blare of my ringtone jolted me awake, the sound sharp and piercing, dragging me from the fog of restless slumber. My heart pounded against my chest as I sat up rapidly, disoriented for a moment, before I grabbed my phone.It was Andrew.I didn't even take a second to breathe before answering, "Andrew?" I practically shouted, my voice laced with panic.“Ava...” His voice was low, filled with disappointment. “She’s not here. Neither is Tristan.”My stomach dropped, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. “What do you mean? Did you find anything?”“It’s obvious someone’s been here. The place has been wiped clean. But we found no trace of them, Ava.” Andrew’s frustration was palpable. I could hear it in every clipped word, in the tightness of his tone.I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composu

Andrew’s POVWeeks had passed since the terrifying ordeal with Annabel, and our lives had finally started to settle back into something resembling normalcy. Tristan was healing, both emotionally and physically, though it would take time for all the scars to fade. His laughter, though, was more frequent now, and seeing him smile brought a sense of peace to me and Ava.After shutting down Tristan’s school permanently, something I made sure happened swiftly and decisively. They had been negligent, and I wanted to make sure it was understood that they would never operate again in the nearest future. My lawyers made sure of that. Ava had agreed without hesitation, though I could tell she was still processing everything in her own way.Ava and I had focused all our attention on Tristan. We had been working from home, making sure he knew we were there for him. The trauma of the kidnapping had left its mark, but Tristan was resilient. He had taken some time to process everything, and now, he s