The police took Mark Wilson away in handcuffs.
Zayn watched silently.
His eyes were cold.
"You sold your soul for money," Zayn said.
Mark laughed bitterly.
"You still don't understand, Mr. Black."
"Adrian doesn't lose."
"And this… is only the beginning."
The police car door slammed shut.
But Mark's words stayed in Zayn's mind.
Back in the hospital room, Ayesha sat by the window.
Sunlight touched her face.
She placed a hand on her stomach.
"Our baby is strong," she whispered softly.
Zayn walked in with flowers.
"For you," he said.
She smiled faintly.
"You don't have to try so hard."
"I do," he replied.
"I almost lost everything."
He knelt beside her.
"And I'll spend my life protecting you both."
For the first time in days—
She believed him.
Adrian's New Plan
Across the city, in a dark office…
Adrian poured himself a glass of wine.
Lina sat beside him.
"So the nurse failed," she said coldly.
Adrian smiled calmly.
"Let them celebrate."
"Because Phase Four is much worse."
He opened a laptop.
On the screen—
Blueprints.
Of Zayn's company tower.
Lina frowned.
"What is this?"
Adrian's smile widened.
"A fall."
"A financial collapse."
"And when Zayn loses everything…"
He whispered,
"Ayesha will have nothing left to hold onto."
Meanwhile, Ryan checked hospital records.
Something strange appeared.
He froze.
"This… can't be right."
He grabbed his phone.
And ran to Zayn.
"You need to see this," he said urgently.
"What is it?" Zayn asked.
Ryan's face was pale.
"It's about the baby."
Ryan placed the report on the table.
Zayn read the words slowly.
His heart stopped.
The report said—
"DNA results: Probability of father — 0%."