Unwanted Fake Wife The Top Billionaire novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Shifting Ground

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Richard let out a long sigh, his tone heavy with practiced concern. “Your father and I have known each other for years, and now we’re family on top of that. Seeing this happen to him, of course it weighs on me. But at the end of the day, when you’re a parent, your own situation matters less than your children’s future.”

Nathan’s gaze darkened slightly. “What are you trying to say?”

“Your father’s case is airtight,” Richard continued, choosing his words carefully. “Getting him out isn’t realistic. At best, money can make his time inside more comfortable. What really matters right now is your position in Hawthorne Group. I’ve heard that your uncle and cousin already showed up at the company yesterday. Are you really going to sit back and watch them take everything?”

Of course not.

The answer surged through Nathan before he even spoke.

“I know exactly what you’re thinking,” Richard said, placing a steady hand on his shoulder. “You’re my son- in–law, and Camille’s future is tied to yours. There’s a project at Hart Group that I can put in your hands. With that kind of backing, Charles won’t be able to shake your position at Hawthorne Group. As for your father… there’s nothing we can do.”

Nathan lowered his head, his hands tightening together as conflicting thoughts clashed in his mind, but years in business had trained him well, and it did not take long for him to weigh everything and come to a decision.

“I understand,” he said quietly.

Camille let out a breath she had been holding.

She had expected this conversation to fail, and she had even worried Nathan would resent her parents for not helping Victor, but instead he accepted it almost immediately.

That realization unsettled her.

Nathan always appeared gentle and composed, and he had always been close with Victor, yet when it came to his career, he let go without hesitation.

If he ever found out the truth about her…

No. He would not.

“Camille?”

Catherine called her name more than once before she snapped out of it.

“Mom? What is it?”

“You don’t look well,” Catherine said, concern softening her voice. “Are you feeling sick?”

“I’m fine,” Camille said quickly, forcing a smile. “I just didn’t sleep well.”

5:41 pm

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Chapter 141 Shifting Ground

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Catherine wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “You’re always worrying about your husband. When a you going to worry about me for once? Take care of yourself. You’re pregnant now.”

“I know, Mom.”

“Oh, and I heard Velmora Media let go of one of their editors,” Catherine added. “You need to step it up and take that position. Don’t let Elena walk all over you.”

At the mention of that, Camille’s mood dipped.

After Lydia left, everyone had been speculating about who would take over, whether it would be an internal promotion or an external hire, and then HR suddenly announced that a new executive would ste in and take the role.

She had planned to compete for it.

Now there was no chance. Still, after a moment, she relaxed.

As long as it was not Elena, she did not care.

Once Alexander’s wife became aware of Elena’s existence, it would only be a matter of time before Elena was pushed out of Velmora Media, and maybe even out of the entire industry.

That night, after finishing a video call with Sophia, Elena lay in bed.

During the day, everything had felt normal, but now, with the bed empty beside her, something felt… off.

She turned over again, unable to settle.

Finally, she sat up, grabbed a pillow, and placed it on the left side of the bed, then lay down on the right as if someone were there.

The moment she realized what she was doing, she laughed at herself.

What is wrong with me?

They had only been married a few days, and she was already not used to him being gone.

Still unable to sleep, she got up to use the bathroom.

Just as she was about to step out, she caught the faint sound of footsteps outside.

Her heart instantly started racing. The memory of being attacked days ago flashed through her mind.

She quietly picked up the mop from the corner and slowly pushed the bathroom door open.

She was ready to scream.

Instead, she froze. Standing by the bed was Alexander.

His suit jacket was draped over his arm, and when he heard the movement, he turned to look at her. “What exactly are you doing?”

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