Queen Mommy's Six Genius Babies Found the CEO Daddy-Chapter 179: A Vigilant Heart

"You!"

"You what? I’m perfectly fine. I don’t need your concern. If you really believe the man beside you truly loves you, then all I can do is give you my blessing. I just hope... you don’t end up losing even your last shred of dignity one day."

Sophia’s lips curled as she took Harper’s hand and headed toward the exit.

Olivia spun around and glared at her. The moment Sophia stepped out, she snapped, "Just you wait! I’ll be happier than you—I swear!" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Sophia paused, amusement flickering in her eyes.

"Alright. I’ll wait~"

She wasn’t afraid of her—not even a little.

When it came to Ethan, she didn’t know everything, but she knew enough.

A man who played the betrayal game was nothing more than a weather vane—the wind blows where it wants, and he follows.

Ethan wasn’t even particularly good at scheming.

The real danger was Thomas.

Thomas used to dominate the business world—sharp, ruthless, cunning.

He was especially good at using one person to destroy another.

As the saying goes: the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

He exploited human greed—used people to deal with obstacles, then sat back to reap all the benefits.

He understood human nature a little too well.

People were never satisfied. People were greedy.

That’s how he built his legacy in the business world.

It was only after age caught up with him that the Trump family started declining—otherwise, the Morgans would never have been considered worthy of a marriage alliance.

Lately, the Trump family had been unusually quiet. No suspicious moves.

But he let Ethan and Olivia be together for one reason only:

To swallow the entire Morgan inheritance whole.

To expand the Trump influence.

Thomas planned everything well.

The flaw?

Olivia’s lack of brains.

With Andrew running things outside, the Morgan family was barely holding on.

If anyone had true capability left, it was their long-time secretary—Paul.

Paul was extremely competent and fiercely loyal to the Morgan family.

When Sophia first took over Morgan Group on paper, he doubted her relentlessly—but he never once considered switching jobs.

He had been with the family from the very beginning and often came up with solutions even Andrew hadn’t thought of.

"Sophia, what do we do now?" Harper asked.

"What are you worried about? The script I gave you—it’s about to start filming. When are you going?"

The moment filming was brought up, Harper wanted to collapse.

"Why can’t I just be a good heiress? Why can’t I just inherit the family fortune? Why do I have to go!?"

"Because Olivia’s script is still in her hands."

Harper froze, eyes widening.

"You’re telling me... you haven’t taken her script away yet?"

"Of course not. Why else would I let Ethan bring her out so easily? That’s exactly why. Since she’s out now... it’s time to teach her a proper lesson. I didn’t expect Andrew to be shameless enough to ask me to give a wedding gift."

Sophia’s lips curved, a cold gleam flashing in her eyes.

"Harper, City A is big—but the circle is tiny. And you probably don’t know... I found something else. Something interesting."

"What is it?"

"Just wait. When the time comes, I’ll give it to them as my gift."

...

Olivia sat across from Andrew.

"Dad."

"Olivia," Andrew said solemnly, "everyone’s hopes rest on you now. Once you’re out, go to Secretary Smith. He’ll help us. He is the person I trust most in my life."

Olivia nodded hard.

Paul had been with their family from the very beginning.

Not just Andrew—she trusted him, too.

"Dad, don’t worry," Olivia said, her eyes reddening. "I will never let Sophia get our family estate. Once the hearing is over, I’ll find a way to get you out innocent."

Andrew nodded, then looked at the man standing beside her.

"I’m leaving her in your hands. Don’t disappoint me."

Ethan placed a steady hand on Olivia’s shoulder.

"Uncle Morgan, you can trust me. I will protect Olivia with my life. She is the person I love the most. Maybe there were misunderstandings in the past, but now I finally see clearly. I was trapped in a cycle—my heart has always belonged to Olivia."

"Dad, I won’t let you down," Olivia promised, standing before leaving with him.

"Olivia, are we heading home or meeting the lawyer now?" Ethan asked.

"Meeting the lawyer?"

"Of course," he replied naturally. "I’m afraid Sophia might act before we do."

Olivia wasn’t stupid—she saw right through him.

Yes, she was going to marry Ethan, but that didn’t mean she trusted him wholeheartedly.

Every word Sophia had said earlier echoed in her mind, circling again and again.

And Sophia wasn’t wrong.

"I’m exhausted," Olivia murmured. "Seeing Sophia today... I realized that whenever I stand in front of her, I always feel... lesser. Ethan, do you understand how I feel? I just want to be alone for a while."

Her family home had been sealed. She had nowhere to go.

"Then I’ll take you to my place for now," he offered.

"No," she said quickly. "You already booked a hotel for me yesterday. I’ll stay there."

Ethan didn’t dare push too hard—afraid she’d suspect him—so he agreed.

Once they reached the hotel, Ethan hovered over her with concern.

"Alright, enough," Olivia snapped softly. "I’m not a three-year-old. Go home. If I need anything, I’ll call."

She even changed her clothes, planning to sleep.

Ethan smiled, leaned in, and kissed her cheek.

"Or... we could do something to lighten the mood?"

Normally, Olivia would’ve played along, giggled, maybe even kissed him back.

But now—she pushed him away.

"I said I’m tired. I don’t want to do anything. Just go."

Ethan’s smile faded slightly.

"...Alright. I’ll leave. You rest."

He walked out with an almost theatrical three-steps-one-look-back.

Olivia waved him off impatiently.

The moment the door closed, she shot upright, hurried to the peephole, and watched until his footsteps disappeared down the hall.

Only then did she rush to her suitcase, pull out a sequined slip dress, and put it on with an icy expression.

Ethan really might be after the entire Morgan fortune.

She had been foolish once.

But she wouldn’t be again.

She was the only one left in the Morgan family now.

She couldn’t afford another mistake.

About half an hour later, Olivia slipped out, zipping up a jacket over the dress.

She headed toward her and Aiden’s secret hideout—a bar he had invested in.

Everyone there knew them, but each one kept silent. No gossip. No loose tongues.

When she walked in, Aiden spotted her immediately, a smile spreading across his face as he strode toward her.

"Baby~ didn’t I tell you I’d get you out safely? Do you believe me now?"