Married to a Billionaire Stranger

Chapter 26: Exposure

The video hit the internet by morning.

Ella didn't know how Xavier did it—how he had encrypted the files, rerouted the metadata, or uploaded it through layers of protection. She only knew that when she woke up beside him, heart still pounding from the night before, the King name was already trending.

#KingScandal #LegacyThreat #AnthonyKingTape

Every outlet from The Times to independent blogs had it.

Anthony King's voice—cold, clinical, and damning—flooded the airwaves.

> "Subject remains defiant... Child is due in four months... We remove the child once it's born... This one will be loyal..."

The comments were brutal.

"This is sick."

"This is what generational abuse of power looks like."

"Who is the child? Are they alive?"

Ella couldn't breathe.

Xavier stood across the room, his phone ringing nonstop. He ignored every call until one came from an unlisted number.

"It's the board," he told her quietly. "I have to take this."

She nodded. "Be careful."

He stepped out.

---

In the penthouse kitchen, Ella poured herself a glass of water. Her hand trembled. She kept hearing Charles' voice, replaying like a broken record:

> "You forget, Xavier. This family owns silence. We pay for it in cash, or in blood."

She shivered.

A knock startled her.

She turned—slowly—expecting Xavier.

But it wasn't him.

A courier. Thin. Nervous. Holding a small black envelope.

"For you, Miss Carter," he said.

She took it. The seal was familiar. The same one from the King estate vault.

Inside: a note.

> "You think you've won. You have no idea what we buried. Stop before the next thing lost is him. — K"

Her stomach dropped.

She turned to the window.

Across the street, a man stood watching her from inside a black sedan.

Ella backed away.

---

Xavier returned moments later, tension carved into every line of his face.

"They want me out," he said. "Effective immediately. Board vote is at 4 p.m. today."

"They can't," Ella said. "You're the CEO."

"They can if I'm compromised. And now, they have a tape that makes me a liability."

She handed him the note.

He read it. His jaw clenched.

"They're watching us. Still."

He looked at her, something fierce flashing in his eyes. "No more waiting. No more secrets. We go public. Names. Evidence. Everything."

Ella hesitated. "If we do that… you might lose the company. Everything you built."

"I already did the moment I started protecting the truth."

---

The press conference was scheduled within hours.

Ella stood beside him, both of them in front of dozens of microphones. The reporters shouted questions, their voices blending into a chaotic blur.

Xavier raised a hand.

"The truth is simple," he said. "My father committed atrocities. My family buried them. And now that truth has found light. The woman beside me is not a threat. She is the reason this legacy might still have meaning."

Ella stared at him. His voice had never sounded stronger.

He continued, "Effective immediately, I will be stepping down as CEO of King Global until a full investigation clears all parties."

Cameras flashed.

Reporters gasped.

Ella grabbed his hand.

---

That night, they returned home to find the apartment tossed.

Drawers open. Furniture moved. Nothing taken—but everything touched.

A message.

"They want us scared," Xavier said.

"Are you?" Ella asked.

He looked at her.

"Only of losing you."

She stepped into him, pressing her forehead to his chest. "Then let's burn it all down before they take anything else."