Page 151 of Falling for the Grump Billionaire

“It was a pleasure meeting you,” she says to me before turning to Eva. “I’ll call you soon.”

Eva hugs her tightly. “Don’t hesitate to reach out, okay? No matter what.”

Lena nods, offering a small, enigmatic smile before disappearing into the night.

The next morning, a courier arrives at the penthouse with a package addressed to Eva. She opens it at the dining table, her brow furrowing as she pulls out a sleek leather folder.

Inside are documents, photographs, and handwritten notes. Eva’s hands tremble slightly as she flips through the pages.

“It’s from Lena,” she says, her voice tight.

I move to her side, scanning the contents over her shoulder. The documents detail an investigation into an oil spill near Lena’s town, one Reyes’s network deliberately orchestrated. Among the photographs is an image of Reyes himself, standing beside a subsidiary’s logo.

“She’s been digging,” Eva murmurs. “And it’s bigger than we thought.”

My jaw tightens as I take in the evidence. “This isn’t just about the clinic. Reyes is manipulating entire industries, destabilizing towns, and profiting from the fallout.”

Eva looks up at me, her green eyes blazing with determination. “We have to stop him, Dominic. Whatever it takes.”

I place a hand on her shoulder, grounding her. “We will. But this isn’t just our fight anymore. Lena’s put herself in the crosshairs, and Reyes won’t let this go unanswered.”

As the morning light filters through the windows, Eva and I sit at the table, the weight of Lena’s revelations heavy between us. The evidence in her hands is enough to expose Reyes’s operations, but it also paints a target on her back—and ours.

“This changes everything,” I say, breaking the silence.

Eva nods, her jaw set. “Then we change with it.”

The road ahead is uncertain, but as she reaches for my hand, I know one thing for sure: whatever comes next, we’ll face it together.

And this time, Reyes won’t see us coming.

The morning sun casts long, golden streaks across the penthouse, turning the polished surfaces into mirrors of light. The evidence Lena sent lies spread out on the dining table, its implications heavy enough to suck the air out of the room. Eva’s hands hover over the documents, her lips pressed into a determined line.

“Dominic, look at this,” she says, pointing to a highlighted section of the report.

I lean over her shoulder, the faint scent of her hair grounding me despite the gravity of the moment. The page details aseries of coordinated acquisitions, all disguised through layers of subsidiaries. Each move is deliberate, aimed at consolidating control over essential industries.

“This isn’t just about the oil spill,” Eva murmurs, tracing the lines with her finger. “Reyes is creating choke points—transportation, energy, even water supply. He’s orchestrating a monopoly that could cripple entire regions.”

My jaw tightens as I process the breadth of Reyes’s operation. “And Lena’s town is one of his test runs,” I say, the words bitter on my tongue.

Eva nods, her green eyes flickering with a mix of anger and determination. “He’s setting the stage for something bigger. If we don’t stop him now, this will spiral out of control.”

Adrian arrives within the hour, his usual stoic demeanor even sharper as he scans the evidence. He places a tablet on the table, pulling up maps and overlays that confirm Lena’s findings.

“You’re right,” he says, his tone clipped. “Reyes’s operation spans multiple industries and regions. He’s using environmental disasters as leverage—displacing communities, forcing sellouts, and creating an artificial crisis he can profit from.”

Eva stands, crossing her arms as she studies the maps. “If this is his strategy, then Lena’s clinic is more than collateral damage. It’s a threat to his entire plan.”

Adrian nods. “Exactly. Her work on natural remedies and sustainable practices undermines the foundation of his operation. If her clinic succeeds, it sets a precedent that could ripple across the industry.”

My fists clench at the thought of Lena standing alone against an enemy as ruthless as Reyes. “We need to shut him down before he can make his next move,” I say, my voice cold and determined.

Adrian tilts his head, his gaze meeting mine. “We’ll need to be strategic. This isn’t just about gathering evidence—it’s about timing. If we move too soon, Reyes will bury everything. Too late, and he’ll disappear.”

Eva steps forward, her resolve palpable. “Then we find the one piece of leverage he can’t ignore. Something so damning it leaves him no room to maneuver.”

Hours blur together as we dissect Lena’s evidence, cross-referencing it with Adrian’s intel. Every connection leads to another layer of Reyes’s network—a web so vast it’s almost impossible to untangle.

---