Chapter 69 — Friendly Connections

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• After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness   Chapter 169 — Counterfeit Problems

  Emelia's POVMy dad took my hand and his and gave it a tight squeeze. Before any words could come out of his mouth, he coughed. Once, twice, and then a concerning amount until he lost his wind. After a few deep, stabilizing breaths, he finally offered a weak smile. "Of course your grand opening was a success..." His voice was hoarse but filled with pride. "You're my daughter—success runs in the family! I'm so proud of you, my sweet girl." "You were always meant for great things." My mom wiped a tear from her cheek as she pulled me in for a hug. I had to hold back a few of my own, but it was inevitable while I melted into the loving embrace of my parents. "It m-means a lot to have you both in my corner to support me." "We wouldn't be anywhere else, sweetie." My mom smiled.I was truly fortunate enough to have parents who supported me unconditionally.They put me through college, even though it meant that they both had to work full-time jobs. They volunteered as models for some of my

• After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness   Chapter 168 — When Jealousy Burns

  Victor's POVThe image of Emelia's lips against another man's was branded into my mind like a horrible memory. It hurt to think about, yet it was all I saw—even when I closed my eyes.After Lily lied to me about what happened at the store, I intended to ask Emelia myself about what happened. I wanted the truth, and I knew that she would give that to me since my supposed wife was incapable of doing such.But when I called the store, they told me Emelia had already left. Then when I went to her office, I was told she wasn't there. They told me she had gone on a "date".A DATE!It was like a squeeze to the heart when I heard those words. Who was she seeing? Did she meet them in Italy and bring them back?My mind ran crazy and I decided that I was going to stay outside of her hotel to figure it out for myself. Who was this mysterious man and what was he doing to try and win her over?My blood boiled underneath my skin as I sat in a rented car that Emelia wouldn't recognize. I sat for hours

• After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness   Chapter 167 — Special With You

  Emelia's POV"I'll call you back, bestie!" I said in a hushed and rushed tone.Alexis laughed and wiggled her eyebrows. "Yes you will!"I hung up and got up from my desk as Mason closed the distance and pulled me in for a hug. The shock of seeing him here made my limbs go numb that I couldn't even return his embrace.He then pulled away while his hands stayed at the sides of my arms. The way he looked at me was like he couldn't believe I was real.We stayed like that for a little bit; looking at each other in bewilderment at the other's physical existence, but also with happiness. Neither of us could believe we'd be standing right in front of each other so soon."It's really good to see you, Emelia." His soft voice finally broke the silence."Ditto." I smiled. "But what are you doing here? I thought you were busy back in Silver Springs?""I *was* busy." He smirked. "Everything's good now. Plus, I couldn't bear to be so close yet so far from you.""You're so dramatic!" I laughed."Belie

• After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness   Chapter 166 — A Special Day For All

  Emelia's POVThe Collective held its grand opening this morning. To see all of my hard work and dedication culminate into this amazing event and physical storefront was nothing short of a dream come true.My heart raced as I cut that red ribbon, signaling that the doors were open to the public. So many people poured in that even a line had to form outside to keep the place from overcrowding. Hearing everyone's praises and excitement fueled my happiness and sense of fulfillment.*I* worked towards this.*I* made this happen.*I* did it!After years of all the blood, sweat, and tears that I've shed in my fight for a better future, it was finally here.For once, I felt pride in myself.Kathleen's models were absolutely beautiful, and each of them wore my creations like works of art. Alexis's assistant, Mikayla, was working her magic with capturing photos and videos of everything to its littlest detail.I wore a wide smile on my face so often to the point that my cheeks were hurting. This

• After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness   Chapter 165 — An Even Deeper Desire

  Lily's POVI didn't see Victor for the rest of the night. Maybe he left. Maybe he was in the guest room. Not that it mattered anyway.Because I was still alone in this bedroom of ours. I was isolated in our own marriage.I wish I knew where it all went wrong. When he stopped caring for me; when he stopped thinking of the world of me.What I really wanted to know was where all of this was coming from.It made my heart hurt to think about him questioning our relationship. Even more so now that he thought staying together for Violet's sake wasn't good enough.I gripped the blanket tighter around me as I allowed the tears to finally fall free.I couldn't afford to lose him... Especially because I needed his money to take care of my parents.And of course I loved him. I really did. Even with how he was treating me, I couldn't love anyone else but him.But what was I supposed to do?How was I supposed to make him see that I was the good and worthy wife he'd always wanted?I wondered if maybe

• After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness   Chapter 164 — A Deeper Wound

  Lily's POV"Their service is bad; their management is horrible; and everything about the store isn't suited for anyone's business. Much less ours." I scoffed. "Truly, I don't see how they're supposed to compete with what you built!" The anger from earlier today that I tried to suppress and get rid of was beginning to come back. Heat simmered at the point below my chest, while tension coiled around my shoulders. Thinking about that sorry excuse for a business was such a waste of my time! But it made me happy that Victor cared enough to ask about my day. Now, I could plant the seeds of revenge in his mind. There was no way I was going to let them get away with disrespecting and humiliating me the way that they did! "What did they do to you?" Victor asked. I sighed pitifully. "All I wanted to do was to go and visit the store, and possibly browse their clothing. They blocked me from going in, and then told me that they weren't opening until tomorrow. I said, "Okay, I'll come back the