TITLE:BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND

Chapter 9: VICTORIA'S PLAN

CHAPTER 9: VICTORIA'S PLAN

Victoria wasn’t in jail yet.

And that was the problem.

3 Days Ago.

Victoria sat in her lawyer’s office. Smiling.

"They think they won," she said. "They think I’m done."

Lawyer: "The case is weak. We can still—"

Victoria slammed her hand on the table.

"I don’t want weak. I want them destroyed."

Her plan was simple.

1. Leak fake photos of Ethan cheating.

2. Sue Ava for breach of contract.

3. Take over Ethan’s company while he was distracted.

"By the time they’re done with the scandal, I’ll own everything," Victoria laughed.

---

TODAY.

Ava’s phone buzzed. 20 missed calls.

Her assistant: "Ma, it’s everywhere. Twitter, i********:, blogs."

The headline:

`BILLIONAIRE ETHAN CARTER CAUGHT WITH SECRET MISTRESS`

The photo: Ethan and a blonde woman at a hotel.

The problem: It was AI. Fake.

Ava’s heart broke for 2 seconds.

Then she remembered. Ethan.

She called him.

"Did you see it?" she asked.

Ethan’s voice was calm. "Yeah. It’s Victoria.

Meet me at the office in 1 hour. We’re ending this."

---

1 HOUR LATER. ETHAN’S OFFICE.

Ethan had proof.

Videos. Bank transfers. Emails.

Victoria paid the AI company $50k to make the fake photo.

"She’s desperate," Ethan said. "Desperate people make mistakes."

Ava nodded. "So what now?"

Ethan took her hand. "Now we go public. Together."

---

PRESS CONFERENCE.

100 cameras.

Ethan and Ava walked in holding hands.

Reporter: "Mr. Carter, is the photo real?"

Ethan: "No. It’s AI. And we have proof."

He played the video.

Victoria on the phone: "Make him look bad. I don’t care how."

The room went silent.

Ava stepped forward.

"Victoria tried to break us with lies.

But we’re not hiding anymore. We’re married. For real."

Flash. Flash. Flash.

---

2 HOURS LATER. POLICE STATION.

Victoria was arrested.

Fraud. Defamation. Cyber crime.

As they put handcuffs on her, she looked at Ava.

"You think you won? This isn’t over."

Ava just smiled. "It is."

The door closed.

---

THAT NIGHT.

No penthouse. No bodyguards.

Just their small house. Garden. Candles because power was out.

Ethan poured wine. "You okay?"

Ava nodded. "Tired. But okay."

They sat on the floor.

"I’m sorry you had to go through that," Ethan said.

Ava looked at him. "I’m not.

If I didn’t go through that, I wouldn’t have you."

Ethan smiled. "Marry me."

Ava frowned. "We’re married."

Ethan: "Again. For real. Garden. Vows. No lawyers."

Ava teared up. "Yes. With you."

They danced under the stars.

No music. Just them.

---

2 MONTHS LATER.

Victoria got 3 years. No parole.

Ava started her own charity.

Ethan took 6 months off to be with her.

They moved into a house with a garden.

No penthouse. No board meetings. Just home.

---

EPILOGUE: 1 YEAR LATER

CHAPTER 9: VICTORIA'S PLAN

Victoria wasn’t in jail yet.

And that was the problem.

3 Days Ago.

Victoria sat in her lawyer’s office. Smiling.

"They think they won," she said. "They think I’m done."

Lawyer: "The case is weak. We can still—"

Victoria slammed her hand on the table.

"I don’t want weak. I want them destroyed."

Her plan was simple.

1. Leak fake photos of Ethan cheating.

2. Sue Ava for breach of contract.

3. Take over Ethan’s company while he was distracted.

"By the time they’re done with the scandal, I’ll own everything," Victoria laughed.

---

TODAY.

Ava’s phone buzzed. 20 missed calls.

Her assistant: "Ma, it’s everywhere. Twitter, i********:, blogs."

The headline:

`BILLIONAIRE ETHAN CARTER CAUGHT WITH SECRET MISTRESS`

The photo: Ethan and a blonde woman at a hotel.

The problem: It was AI. Fake.

Ava’s heart broke for 2 seconds.

Then she remembered. Ethan.

She called him.

"Did you see it?" she asked.

Ethan’s voice was calm. "Yeah. It’s Victoria.

Meet me at the office in 1 hour. We’re ending this."

---

1 HOUR LATER. ETHAN’S OFFICE.

Ethan had proof.

Videos. Bank transfers. Emails.

Victoria paid the AI company $50k to make the fake photo.

"She’s desperate," Ethan said. "Desperate people make mistakes."

Ava nodded. "So what now?"

Ethan took her hand. "Now we go public. Together."

---

PRESS CONFERENCE.

100 cameras.

Ethan and Ava walked in holding hands.

Reporter: "Mr. Carter, is the photo real?"

Ethan: "No. It’s AI. And we have proof."

He played the video.

Victoria on the phone: "Make him look bad. I don’t care how."

The room went silent.

Ava stepped forward.

"Victoria tried to break us with lies.

But we’re not hiding anymore. We’re married. For real."

Flash. Flash. Flash.

---

2 HOURS LATER. POLICE STATION.

Victoria was arrested.

Fraud. Defamation. Cyber crime.

As they put handcuffs on her, she looked at Ava.

"You think you won? This isn’t over."

Ava just smiled. "It is."

The door closed.

---

THAT NIGHT.

No penthouse. No bodyguards.

Just their small house. Garden. Candles because power was out.

Ethan poured wine. "You okay?"

Ava nodded. "Tired. But okay."

They sat on the floor.

"I’m sorry you had to go through that," Ethan said.

Ava looked at him. "I’m not.

If I didn’t go through that, I wouldn’t have you."

Ethan smiled. "Marry me."

Ava frowned. "We’re married."

Ethan: "Again. For real. Garden. Vows. No lawyers."

Ava teared up. "Yes. With you."

They danced under the stars.

No music. Just them.

---

2 MONTHS LATER.

Victoria got 3 years. No parole.

Ava started her own charity.

Ethan took 6 months off to be with her.

They moved into a house with a garden.

No penthouse. No board meetings. Just home.