The private jet soared above the clouds, cutting through the night like a silver arrow.
Ella sat quietly by the window, her fingers lightly brushing over her lower abdomen. The turbulence outside was nothing compared to the storm raging in her heart.
Just hours ago, she had stood between two of the most dangerous men in Empire City. And for the first time, she wasn't the weak, lovesick fool torn between them.
She had chosen herself.
But the cost…
Her trembling fingers reached into her handbag and pulled out a freshly printed medical report.
Her vision blurred as she read the words again, even though she already knew them by heart.
"Pregnancy Status: Confirmed. Twins."
A soft gasp escaped her lips. Her heart clenched.
Two lives. Two innocent lives…
And their father? A man on the brink of madness.
Across the city, Leon Xu sat alone in the ruins of his private villa. His jaw was bruised, his fists bloodied from hours of pounding against the cold marble floors.
He had lost her. Again.
But this time… he felt something was different. Something was… missing.
His mind replayed every second of the confrontation—Ella's pale face, her trembling body, and the way her hand kept instinctively resting over her stomach.
No.
He stood abruptly, eyes blazing.
"She's hiding something from me…"
His mind spiraled into dangerous obsession.
"What if… she's carrying my child? What if she's trying to take them away from me too?"
The thought alone made his vision go dark with rage.
He grabbed his phone, his voice low and lethal.
"Track her jet. I don't care what it costs. Find her."
Meanwhile, on the jet, Ella pressed her forehead against the cool glass.
"This time, I won't let anyone control my fate," she whispered.
Her assistant approached cautiously.
"Miss Lin… The shareholders have unanimously voted. Lin Global is now officially under your full control. Congratulations, Chairwoman Lin."
Ella closed her eyes, letting the weight of the moment settle on her shoulders.
She had everything now—power, influence, a legacy.
But why did it still feel like something was missing?
Or rather… someone.
She shook the thought away.
There was no room for weakness now.