Semua Bab HER REVENGE AFTER DIVORCE: Bab 71 - Bab 80

CHAPTER 071Sarah Moon's point of view!The workplace turned into a humming around me, phones ringing, humans huddled in companies, but I felt not anything but a creeping tension at my back. A few months had passed since the chaos at Heaven Hospital, and I changed into sooner or later starting to breathe a touch simpler; however, it wasn’t for long. Jervis and I were moving into the rhythm of our main organizations—Heaven Hospital and Flint Pharmaceuticals—and it felt like we had the whole lot below control.Then it passed off.It became only a habitual financial audit. I’d been down this avenue 1,000,000 instances. Everything was regarded as pleasant in the beginning—till it wasn’t. A discrepancy. A small one, easily ignored in case you weren’t paying attention. I stared at the screen, the numbers dancing earlier than my eyes."Something’s wrong," I muttered to myself.The numbers didn’t add up. Simple as that. I called for the economic analyst to return over; however, the feeling in

CHAPTER 073ROWAN'S POINT OF VIEW!I watched the villa’s stone partitions cast long shadows as Sarah and I walked internally, the smooth buzz of cicadas inside the air. The solar becomes placed at the back of the hills, portraying the sky with hues of purple and orange. It nearly felt like we had been on a secret undertaking, even though we had been just a few feet away from a room full of lies.She moved a touch in the direction of me, eyes sharp, scanning the environment. There was something dangerous in her gaze. She became equipped to hear the whole thing I had to mention. She needed to."I recognize you've been keeping secrets from me, Rowan," she stated, her voice low and regular. "But I need you to tell me everything approximately, Isabella. Now."I ought to feel her eyes on me, waiting, and boldly maintain matters from her.“I do not even recognize in which to start,” I murmured, leading her to the primary look at. It became all excessive ceilings, dark wood furnishings, and t

CHAPTER 075Duncan Morris’s POINT OF VIEW!The sharp, bloodless air of New York bit at my skin as I leaned against the window of Sarah’s condominium, my thoughts snarled in a mess of bewilderment and dread. Sarah turned busy making espresso inside the kitchen, her usual calm presence nothing but a quiet hum in the background. But internally, my mind was racing.I must've been targeted on the offers beforehand. On the commercial enterprise we constructed. On Isabella’s sport. But something else, something darker, had begun to creep into my mind.“Duncan?” Sarah’s voice reduced through my fog, pulling me lower back to the existing. I grew to become toward her as she walked over with steaming mugs in hand. She surpassed me once, and I took it absently, nevertheless misplaced in my thoughts.“You’ve been quiet,” she said, sitting across from me, her brow furrowed. She became excellent at reading me; I couldn’t conceal something from her. I sighed deeply, running a hand through my hair. I

CHAPTER 077ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEWThe metropolis lights flickered beneath, stretching a ways past the glass windows of my workplace. New York by no means slept; however, neither did I. Tonight turned into exceptional. The plan needed to be the best. No free ends.My fingers tapped in opposition to the bloodless surface of the pill, each stroke methodical. Files opened one after the other—Heaven Hospital’s top-secret research reports, encrypted conversations between doctors, and blueprints for projects nonetheless hidden from the general public eye.“This is the only,” I whispered to myself, scanning the web page. Project Haven. The treatment they had been growing—something that would rewrite the guidelines of medication. Worth billions. Worth destroying.A knock echoed through the room.“Come in.”Dario stepped in, his sharp eyes flicking between me and the display screen. He constantly appeared like he belonged in an excessively quiet casino, no longer within the center of corpora

CHAPTER 079JERVIS STONE'S POINT OF VIEWThe constant buzz of the fluorescent lighting fixtures overhead changed into the only thing that accompanied me inside the bloodless, dimly lit protection room. I stared at the monitors, eyes flicking among grainy photos and security logs. It was a mixture of routine surveillance—an infinite sea of mundane snapshots—and something a great deal darker, something hidden inside the grainy shadows of the footage that seemed to taunt me.Heaven Hospital, a place built on belief, safety, and recovery, has now turned into a broken shell of itself. Someone, or something, had betrayed it. And more than that—it had betrayed me.My mind stored replaying the cyber-assault that had crippled the health facility's structures. Patient files gone, facts compromised. Isabella, the mastermind behind all of it, had, come what may, managed to skip our strongest defenses. But I couldn't help but marvel... how? How had she acknowledged the exact vulnerabilities in our