Lahat ng Kabanata ng Back in His Arms, Back in His Game... a Billionaire's Price: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Days after her ultrasound at Riverbend Hospital, Alina worked her shifts with her usual calm focus. She checked patient notes, looked at data, and adjusted plans as if nothing had changed. Yet, her secret grew beneath the surface small, undeniable, and waiting for the right people to help her guard it. She had not told Regina, Agnes, or Wilfred. Not until she was sure.Tonight, after meeting Lila and Samuel, she finally was.Rain had been steady since evening, a fine mist clinging to the windows of Dr. Lila Monroe's clinic. Most staff had left. The hallways were quiet, lights turned down low. Alina sat in the room, her coat folded neatly beside her, fingers touching the edge of the table.Lila entered, carrying a slim folder and a sealed envelope. She placed them gently between them."This has your results," she said softly. "And the documents Samuel arranged, private care, sealed name, full discretion. No one else will see this unless you decide."Alina let out a slow breath. "Thank

City lights shimmered across the streets as a black Rolls-Royce stopped at Skyline Manor, one of the Vaughns’ grandest properties. Inside, cameras flashed and soft whispers filled the air. Tonight’s gala showed off Vaughn Enterprises’ newest technology and charity work, a display of wealth, influence, and perfect public image for Atheria’s elite.Sebastian Vaughn adjusted his cufflinks. Beside him, Natasha’s deep emerald gown caught the light with every step. Her parents, Celeste and Gideon Fairfax, taught her that being seen was important and influence was everything. Tonight, every action strengthened her position.Together, they stepped onto the red carpet. Flashes exploded around them, capturing the perfect image of power and poise. Inside the ballroom, crystal chandeliers glowed above a crowd of investors, media figures, and high-society families.Sebastian guided Natasha through the room, his hand steady on her back, a quiet sign of leadership. Around them, uncles Armando and An

Six Years Later...Sunlight streamed through the wide windows of the Hart home, catching on Nathaniel’s dark brown curls as he leaned over a small laptop on the living room table. His hazel eyes, warm, touched with green and gold mirrored his mother Alina’s. His clear, soft skin and calm, thoughtful look showed the quiet strength he inherited from her.At only five years old, he was already unusually good with computers, tapping commands and running simple programs with careful, steady hands.Charlotte stayed close beside him, her chestnut hair dark and smooth like Sebastian’s. Her bright blue eyes and small, sharp features were a clear reflection of her father. She moved with careful steps, watching where she placed her feet so she wouldn’t trip on the edge of the rug.“Nate, can I see?” she asked in a small voice, curiosity shining through as she leaned in a little, trying not to disturb him but eager to be part of whatever he was doing.Nathaniel didn't look up right away. He typed

Morning light filled the kitchen softly. Nathaniel sat straight in his chair, already dressed in his neat school uniform. He checked the inside of his schoolbag for the third time, making sure everything was in place. The bag looked a little too big for his small shoulders, but his hazel eyes shone with excitement.Charlotte sat next to him, her toast untouched. She leaned on Alina's arm, her small fingers tracing her plate. The kitchen smelled like warm milk."Charlotte, eat just a few more bites," Alina said, moving the plate closer.Charlotte wrinkled her nose. "I'm not hungry."Nathaniel leaned toward her, trying to make her look up. “If you don’t eat, you’ll faint in class. Then everyone will carry you around like a princess.”Charlotte gave him a weak, annoyed look, but a tiny smile appeared on her face. She took a small bite of toast.“You might feel hungry later,” Agnes said kindly, setting a small plate of fruit in front of them. “First days can make your tummy feel funny.”W

Alina loved the quiet life she had made. Each day, she worked in her lab at Riverbend Hospital in Marlowe. The soft hum of machines, the clean smell of the air, and the rhythm of her work kept her focused. She was working on a new type of heart tissue, a breakthrough in regenerative medicine. For years, she had poured her heart and mind into this work. Her technology could repair damaged cells, heal tissues, and give hope to patients who had no other options.At home, her life was just as steady. Nathaniel and Charlotte were doing well at Westbridge Academy, their days full of learning, laughter, and little routines that made them feel safe. Alina watched them quietly, proud of how they handled new challenges and thankful for the calm that let her focus on her research. The routine of her work and their school days gave her a peace she hadn’t known before.But that peace was interrupted by the buzz of her phone. She glanced at the screen. Dr. Philip Evert.A chill ran through her. Dr.