All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Son-in-Law: Chapter 91
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Chapter 91: A Sister at the Crossroads
Victoria arrived at Sophia’s place with a look that showed she wasn’t in the mood for another round of persuasion. Sophia wasted no time. She pulled out the brown envelope that contained the documents she had kept hidden and placed them gently on the table.“Victoria, please,” Sophia said softly, her voice breaking. “You need to see this. These are proofs of who Bohemia really is, the kind of things he has been doing.”Victoria folded her arms, refusing to even glance at the envelope. “Sophia, stop it. I know exactly what this is. You and Michael are working together, you both want to destroy Bohemia because you cannot stand to see me happy. You think I do not know?”Her words pierced Sophia’s chest. “Victoria, I am not trying to ruin your life. I am trying to save it.”Victoria turned sharply toward the door. “I am tired of this. If you cannot respect my choices, then let me go. Do not call me again.”Sophia’s body trembled as she clutched her chest, her voice rising with sudden des
Chapter 92: The Hidden Hand
Bohemia sat in his private lounge, the room dimly lit with golden lights that made the wine glasses on the table shine. Around him were the men he trusted most—Richard Caldwell, Simon Vance, and Gerald Hunt. They were the circle that stood with him whenever he needed to manipulate the boardroom or stir public opinion.He lifted his glass and smiled. “Gentlemen, we are almost there. Michael’s empire is shaking, his board divided, the public turning against him. Soon, he will have nothing left. My plan is moving even faster than I expected.”Richard Caldwell gave a small smile. “The investors are already seeing him as a liability. The leak about Donovan Industries shook even the strongest of them.”Simon Vance leaned forward with a sly grin. “And with the board constantly pressed, it is only a matter of time before they ask him to step aside for good. You will be standing tall by then, Bohemia.”Gerald Hunt chuckled. “Michael never saw this coming. He thought his power was permanent. B
Chapter 93: Pressure on Michael
The atmosphere in the boardroom of the Ainsley Group was heavy with tension. The long polished table reflected the faces of men and women whose patience had been stretched to the limit. Michael sat at the head of the table, his expression calm but his body showing signs of strain. Beside him, as always, sat Clarissa, her notepad open and her eyes sharp, ready for whatever the session would bring.One after another, board members began to raise their concerns. Richard Steele, one of the younger but most outspoken members, leaned forward. “Mr. Ainsley, the situation surrounding your name continues to drag this company into bad light. Investors are unsettled, the media is restless, and we cannot continue to cover for you. We think it is best you step aside temporarily until your name is cleared.”The air quickly turned thick. And for a moment, everywhere was quiet.Others nodded in agreement. Anderson Cooper - one of the Senior investors who had been silent until now, added his voice.
Chapter 94: A Silent Threat
Sophia was at her desk, going through the files her team had submitted earlier in the morning. The office was unusually quiet for that hour of the day. Her colleagues had gone out for a presentation, leaving only a handful of staff in the building. She liked it that way, a little silence that allowed her to think clearly. She had barely lifted the cup of coffee beside her when the receptionist walked in, holding a brown envelope.“Someone dropped this for you,” the receptionist said.Sophia looked up, surprised. “Who?”The woman shook her head. “They didn’t leave a name. Just said it was urgent.”Sophia collected it, her heart skipping. Something about the plain look of the package unsettled her. She waited until the woman left before tearing it open. Inside was a single bullet and a folded sheet of paper.Her fingers trembled as she unfolded it. The handwriting was bold and sharp: Stay out, or you are next.For a long moment, Sophia could not breathe. The bullet glistened in her
Chapter 95: Victoria Caught in the Net
The news of Bohemia’s arrest spread like wildfire. It was all over television, the internet, and on the lips of everyone in the business world. Every newspaper headline carried his name, and almost all the media houses ran continuous reports, replaying the moment Inspector Morgan walked into his office with uniformed officers and read out his rights. Cameras had captured his face, the mockery in his smile, and the way he raised his chin even as he was being led away in handcuffs.But if the media descended heavily on Bohemia, they doubled their attention on Victoria. For months, she had been seen at his side, attending events, appearing in photographs, and giving the impression that she was his partner not just privately but also publicly. To many, she had become the “face” that legitimized him. Now, with his arrest, she was branded in the papers as the “fallen heiress” who betrayed her own bloodline only to stand with a man accused of murder.Everywhere she turned, the scrutiny
Chapter 96: In the Courtroom
The morning air was heavy with tension. From the main gate to the wide steps of the courthouse, cameras lined the path. Journalists clutched their microphones, their recorders, their flashing cameras ready for the arrival of the man who had dominated headlines for weeks. Investors in dark suits stood in small clusters, their voices hushed, their eyes restless as they whispered about what the outcome of this arraignment could mean for their businesses.When the convoy of police vans finally arrived, the buzz grew louder. Bohemia stepped down from the back of one of the vans, still dressed in the fine suit he had worn to the office days earlier before his arrest. His wrists bore the weight of the handcuffs, but his chin was raised, his lips curled in that familiar smile of mockery. Even now, with evidence piling against him, he walked as though he owned the ground beneath his feet.Reporters surged forward, shouting questions. “Did you kill Martha Donovan?” “What do you say about
Chapter 97: The Apologies
Victoria arrived at Donovan Industries about two hours after Sophia left.The building buzzed like a hive. Staff hurried in and out, whispering things that had nothing to do with their jobs.Near the reception, a small group of employees stood close to the glass wall, talking in low tones.“…three days off, just because it’s her birthday,” one of the women said, rolling her eyes.“The boss is too soft with her.”Another woman nodded quickly. “Exactly! Clarissa is just a personal assistant. I don’t see why everyone keeps worshipping her.”The only man among them frowned. “Oh, please, two of you should calm down. That woman earned every bit of that break. For ten solid years she’s been the engine behind this company. She worked with the former acting CEO before Mr. Ainsley took over. She was the one who found him when the family was looking for their lost heir. She also led his rescue when they framed him in court. If I were Mr. Ainsley, I would’ve promoted her long ago.”The two women
Chapter 98: The Birthday of Comcern
It was finally the moment — the night of celebration for Clarissa.She stood by the corner of the hall, laughing softly with two of her close friends, glasses of wine in their hands. The light shimmered gently across her face; she looked simple, elegant, fulfilled.The hall was already half full and still filling. It was one of those grand halls at the city centre, decorated with gold drapes and bright chandeliers. Every single thing here — the food, the music, the lighting, the gifts, was sponsored by the Ainsley Group, all in her honour.It was a night she never imagined would come.But not everyone in the room saw it as pure celebration. Whispers floated around in quiet corners.“Three days off, now a whole party again?” one voice murmured.“I swear, if Mr. Ainsley isn’t interested in that woman, then why go this far?”Another voice replied almost immediately, “He’s been single for over a year since the divorce. Maybe he’s finally seeing someone.”Clarissa didn’t hear any of that
Chapter 99: Old Feelings
The drive home was quiet. Sophia didn’t say a single word. She sat stiffly at the back seat, eyes fixed on the dark road ahead, her mind spinning faster than the car’s tyres. Victoria kept glancing at her, trying to read her face.When they finally got to the house, Sophia pushed the door open sharply and walked straight in.Victoria followed behind. “Sophia,” she called. “What was that back there?”No answer.Sophia tossed her purse on the couch, kicked off her heels, and walked straight to the bar cabinet. She pulled out a bottle of red wine, poured it into a glass and took a long sip, breathing heavily through her nose.Victoria folded her arms. “You better start talking. Why did we have to leave in the middle of the event?”Still silence.Sophia turned and walked toward the window, staring out blankly. The night sky looked heavy with clouds, but her mind was heavier.Victoria groaned. “Sophia! Are you even listening to me?”When her sister still didn’t respond, Victoria moved c
Chapter 100: The Media Outburst
By morning, the whole city was talking.The news of Clarissa McCann’s unexpected promotion had spread like wildfire — from business blogs to radio shows, and now to national TV. Every headline carried her name beside Michael’s.“AINSLEY GROUP MAKES HISTORY: CEO ROLE HANDED TO FORMER PERSONAL ASSISTANT.”“IS LOVE IN THE AIR? MICHAEL AINSLEY’S BOLD MOVE RAISES QUESTIONS.”Some praised the decision, calling it a victory for merit over pedigree. Others mocked it, saying Michael had lost focus, blinded by affection.At the Ainsley Group headquarters, the atmosphere buzzed with tension. Some employees were genuinely happy, calling Clarissa’s story inspirational. But others whispered behind closed doors, claiming she didn’t deserve it.“She’s lucky, that’s all,” one accountant muttered in the hallway.“Lucky?” another replied. “She’s worked here ten years, without scandal, without drama. If anyone deserves it, it’s her.”“Oh, please,” the first scoffed, “let’s not pretend. You think the b