Back With A Baby: A Wife's Revenge

projected had dimmed, replaced by a weariness that mirrored the disarray of his office.

d, her voice cool and collected.

e of his nose. The weight of her proposal hung heavy i

, his voice laced with a hint of desperation. "Th

n her face. "Complications? Or are you simply

aid of, Valerie. But let's just say certain... skeletons

Did it have something to do with their son, Ethan? Or wa

icy, wouldn't you agree, Alexander?" she co

im. He knew transparency was a gamble, but her presence was a

"Let's talk openly. But first, understand this – our past is a tangl

ty and trepidation swirling within her. "Te

sperate gamble that had gone sour, and a ruthless competitor who would stop at nothing to exploit his

cing. She could sense a truth buried beneath the la

ed, her voice laced with suspicion. "This supposed 'competi

before it vanished behind a mask of indifference. "It wasn't that simple

er voice rising with each question.

der looked away, unable to meet her eyes. The truth, it seemed

erous. "Proof that you're not the villain you're painting yo

ocuments, emails – evidence scattered across different accounts.

of determination lighting up her eyes. "But in return,

g her sincerity. He knew she wouldn't back down,

ned fraught with danger. Valerie knew there were more layers to

ll. For Ethan, for herself, and for a se

ed from years of running a small business, to track down the hidden accounts.

ongoing war. They worked side by side, sifting through mountains of data

exchange between Alexander and an unknown sender. The subject line sent a jolt of ice through her veins:

a clandestine project codenamed "Baby." The language was clinical, devoid of any human emotio

talking about? And who was the ruthless entity behind this project

y, pushing the laptop towards him. He glanced at t

, his voice strained. But the fran

o engulf her. Was the man she once loved a monster in disguise? Or was he

demanded, her voice a low

thless rival company determined to eliminate any competition by any means necessary. Project Baby, he claimed, wa

an hidden in exchange for his and Ethan's safety. The emails, he explained, were a de

lity she hadn't seen before. But a part of Valerie remained unconvinced. His

Baby?" she pressed, h

e. "A powerful corporation," he finally mu

es!" she insisted, her

ering his courage. "It's Zenith Inc.," he final

onymous with wealth, power, and a ruthless pursuit of profit. They were a

g Ethan; he was protecting himself and his business from a corporate giant. But th

ere?" she asked, her vo

sing his face. "The technology behind Project Baby... it's

connected to this project? Was he not just the child Alexander so

cations?" Valerie demanded,

fear and regret. "They... they believe his genetic make

. Ethan, her son, a potential cure? Suddenly, the years of s

n? Was this truly the reason Alexander had kept him hidden? Or

usion, a fierce maternal protectiveness. "We need to get Ethan," she said, her voi

ed, not out of love or trust, but out of a desperate need to protect their son. They were on t

n, and for the tru