The husband pushed his pregnant billionaire wife off the yacht to seize the property with his lover, but unexpectedly she was prepared…-NY

Richard poured a glass of champagne for himself above deck and grinned at Vanessa as she came out.

“It’s finished,” he declared.

Isabella lifted her arm far below, the flare exploding against the horizon into blinding red flames.

The game was just getting started.

Like a cry in the sky, the flare sliced across the horizon. It was spotted by a small fishing boat many miles distant.

An experienced sailor who was familiar with the waters, Captain Marco made no hesitation. He said, “Someone’s in trouble!” and approached the signal.

Isabella was dragged on board a few minutes later, tired but unflappable. Coughing up seawater, she fell to the deck, gripping her tummy for protection.

Marco told her that she was secure now.

Isabella, however, shook her head. “No. I am unable to go to the police just yet. Everything will be twisted by my hubby. “I fell,” he will say.

Determination blazed in her eyes. “I require evidence. And I have to keep my kid safe.

She made touch with Daniel Ross, her private security chief and a former intelligence officer who had always supported her father, with Marco’s assistance.

In a matter of hours, Daniel made arrangements for Isabella and her unborn child to be monitored in a private facility in Monaco.