All Chapters of Revenge Of The Trillionaire Heiress : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Secrets

Ava's POV. Halloween night had left an impression I couldn’t shake. Standing face-to-face with Annabel, watching her world crumble as I whispered the truth about Jayson—it was like I’d taken back a piece of control, one that I hadn’t realized she’d stolen from me. But that encounter felt like just the beginning. I knew Annabel wouldn’t give up easily, and neither would I.The day after Halloween, I was back to routine, trying to move past the unease of last night when my phone buzzed unexpectedly. Glancing at the screen, I saw the hospital’s number. My heart leaped as I quickly picked up.“ Mrs. Ava,” the coordinator’s voice came through, calm and professional. “I’m calling to inform you that the machine for Tristan’s bone marrow transplant is ready. We’re scheduled to perform the surgery the day after tomorrow. We’ll need you both in early to prepare.”A mix of relief and anticipation filled me. Finally, The waiting was over, and Tristan would have his chance. It felt like everythin
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How is He?

Ava's POV The day of Tristan’s surgery arrived faster than I’d prepared for. The sky outside was barely beginning to lighten as I stood in the doorway of Tristan’s room, watching his peaceful expression as he slept. His soft breaths were steady and calm, and for a moment, I felt a pang of guilt. Today would be difficult, and even though I knew it was necessary, the thought of him going through something so serious weighed heavily on me.Andrew was already up, quietly moving around the house and gathering everything we’d need for the day. I could hear him in the kitchen, making coffee and filling a thermos, probably packing snacks even though neither of us had much of an appetite. I took a deep breath, summoning the strength I’d need for Tristan and myself. When I walked in to wake him, I wanted him to see a smile, not the anxiety that had been building up inside me.Slowly, I walked over to his bed and knelt beside him, gently brushing his hair off his forehead. His eyes fluttered op
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The Real Dad

Ava’s POVA week had passed since Tristan’s surgery, and though his recovery was steady, each day brought a different layer of relief and exhaustion. I found myself constantly watching over him, feeling a deep sense of gratitude whenever he laughed or managed a full smile, though they were still rare. Today, the doctors had given the green light for a short stroll outside the hospital, just enough to help Tristan regain his strength.Tristan was still fragile, but every small milestone—his first steps down the hallway, his tiny voice asking for his favorite snack—felt like a victory. He sat beside me now, wrapped in his blanket, his stuffed dinosaur nestled under his arm, watching the other child playing in the hospital courtyard. The sun was gentle, warming his cheeks as he leaned his head on my shoulder.“Mommy, when we go home, can we make pancakes?” he asked softly, looking up at me with his big, hopeful eyes.I smiled, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “Of course, love
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The Past

Ava's POV. Twenty minutes later, we left the hospital without Derick knowing. Tristen fell asleep as soon as the car started moving, and neither Andrew nor I hadn't said a word. I sat in the back seat, Tristen on my lap, as I stroked his hair softly, not wanting to wake him up or anything.Andrew kept looking at me through the rearview mirror and trying to start up a conversation, but I either cut him off or did not respond. “Ava, I'm sorry I lost control of my emotions. I shouldn't have said or done anything." He said, his voice apologetic. I sighed, raising my head and leaning my head backward. " It's not your fault, Andrew; you had every right to act and say the way you did. It's me who should be sorry for letting it get his far out of hand. “Andrew, it wasn’t just you. I… I shouldn’t have let things get that far. But Derick…” I trailed off, the conflict of emotions tightening in my chest. “He knows exactly how to press buttons, and I can’t deal with that right now. Not when I’m
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Jealousy

Derick's POVFive hours earlier. I felt my blood boil after leaving Ava and Andrew’s side. Just because he had been with Ava for five years and taking care of Tristen since he was born doesn't mean he has to take care of him now since I'm around; I mean, just who does he think he is to say such things to me? I didn't know Ava was pregnant five years ago; if I did, I would not have divorced her, I would have chased after her.I scratched the back of my head in frustration. Just because I keep reminiscing on the past doesn't mean it would change the present or the future. I need to look for a way to make her mine again or at least get Tristen.I stood up from the bench and started walking towards Tristan’s room. Upon getting there, Tristen, Ava, and Andrew were no longer there,e and Tristan’s room was being cleared out. “What in the," I said, my voice barely a whisper. Before walking towards a nurse. “Excuse me, the little boy that was here with his parents thirty minutes ago, where did t
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Jealousy 2

Andrew's POVThe moment I saw Derick storm into the restaurant, I knew it wasn’t going to end well. Ava hadn’t noticed him yet, too busy helping Tristan decide between spaghetti and chicken tenders, but I could feel his eyes on her. And that familiar surge of protectiveness flared up in me, the same one that had been on edge ever since he started showing up and disrupting everything.Without thinking, I stood up and intercepted him before he could reach the table. The last thing I wanted was for Tristan to witness whatever scene Derick was about to make.“Derick,” I kept my voice low, leaning in so only he could hear, “this isn’t the time or place for this.”He ignored me, craning his neck to get a glimpse of Ava. I stepped in his line of sight, refusing to let him bulldoze his way into a peaceful moment we were trying to have as a family.“If you’re here to make a scene, I’m telling you now—don’t,” I warned, my patience wearing thin.He smirked, his eyes sharp with anger. “I’m here t
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Spotlights

Ava's POV.It's been a week since what happened at the restaurant with Andrew and Derick. It popped up on the news and made headlines for six days. This is the third day. I dropped my phone down and fell back on the chair, a sigh escaped my lips. I informed someone to delete the post before it gets even crazier.The funny part is the paparazzi didn't know Derick nor Andrew’s name; they dragged mine, saying I had a child for Derick, and then went off to get engaged with Andrew. Some called me a gold digger, some a whore, some a two-faced conniving bitch. The insults just kept getting worse and worse.Derick had dropped a hundred messages. The first half was apologizing, the middle was blaming Andrew, and the last part was him demanding to see Tristen and be in his life.Andrew, on the other hand, kept apologizing whenever he got the chance to buy. I always kept quiet and did other things. The paparazzi kept following me, Derick, and Andrew and showed up at Triaten's school a few times.
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Frustration

Annabel's POV.I’d watched the whole thing unfold on my phone, replaying the video of the fight between Derick and Andrew until I knew it by heart. The whole scene was a disaster, really, yet I couldn’t help the smirk that crept onto my face every time Ava’s name came up.The headlines had only gotten harsher with each passing day. Every article, every post dragged her name deeper into the mud. The world was finally seeing her for what she really was—selfish, manipulative, and all too willing to bounce from one man to another. And with a kid in the middle of it all? That just made it messier.But then, each time the video looped back to Derick, to the way he threw the first punch and risked everything for Ava, the anger in my chest flared again. Of all the people in the world, for him to defend, he chose her? And against Andrew of all people?“Unbelievable,” I muttered to myself, tossing my phone down on the couch, but I couldn’t tear my gaze away. Even if Derick had been with her fir
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Court

Annabel's POV.“Just what? Obsessed with some idea of a family with Ava? Or are you just too stubborn to realize she’s the one dragging you through the mud?” I paused, taking a deep breath to calm myself. “Do you even realize what you’re risking here? You’re acting like you don’t have anyone who actually cares about you.”There was a silence on the other end, and for a moment, I thought he’d hung up. But then he spoke, his voice softer this time, almost defeated. “Annabel… I’m just trying to do what’s best for Tristan. That’s all.”“Then let Andrew have his little role,” I snapped, the bitterness in my tone unmistakable. “You and I both know that Tristan barely even knows you. You’re chasing something that’ll only ruin you in the end.”“Is that what you think?” he replied, a hint of anger in his voice now. “You think I should just give up on my son? Walk away and let him grow up without knowing me?”I clenched my jaw, barely keeping my composure. “I think you’re letting Ava pull you i
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Oddly Supportive

Derick's POV.I sat in my car, my grip tightening on the phone as Annabel’s voice message ended. Her words hung in the silence around me, sinking deeper than I expected. She was right—every word of it. I wanted to be there for Tristan, to give him the stability and love I hadn’t had as a kid. But Ava… she was making that impossible, always pulling me into her mess and making sure Andrew stayed close. And for what? To keep me around, or to keep Tristan confused about who he could really depend on?“For Tristan’s sake,” Annabel’s voice echoed in my mind, calm yet strong, “you need to think about what’s best for him. Andrew’s presence in Ava’s life is only confusing Tristan, making him think there’s someone else he can depend on. But Tristan needs his real father, Derick. Not a stand-in, not someone Ava pulls in whenever it’s convenient. And the only way to guarantee that stability is to take her to court.”The word “court” felt heavy, but it also felt… right. Annabel was right—if I didn
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