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CHAPTER 84
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A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 85
Damien’s POVI didn’t look at her.Couldn’t.My hands were still trembling from what I’d just seen. My throat burned from the breath I hadn’t released. And then came the soft thud of her footsteps in the hall—her presence drawing closer, and with it, the unbearable weight of everything I’d destroyed.“Damien?” Her voice rang out from behind me, casual, unaware. “I forgot my sketchbook. I just—”I turned too quickly, nearly knocking over the chair. “I was just leaving,” I blurted.Her brows drew together. “What?”“I have something to do,” I added, stepping past her before I could give myself time to think. “Important. Time-sensitive. I—I’ll call you.”She stared at me, looking quite bewildered. “You look pale. Are you okay?”No. God, no.But I nodded anyway. “I’m fine.”Her hand twitched, like she was debating whether or not to reach out. “Is this about earlier?”I stopped at the door.If I told her now—if I showed her the video, the truth—would she even believe me? Would it matter? Or
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 84
Damien’s POVThe video was already paused in the first frame. My fingers hovered above the keyboard, hesitant.I didn’t want to see it again. But I had to. I needed answers. Just the plain truth.With a deep breath, I pressed play.There it was.My gut twisted the moment I saw her. Celeste. Or the woman who looked exactly like her.Her laugh. Her hair. The angle of her jaw. Even the way she tilted her head when the man whispered something into her ear. It was identical. Painfully identical.And then the kiss. I forced myself not to look away. Not this time.God, it hurt. The same way it had hurt the first time I saw it—like someone had grabbed my lungs and wrung them dry. Especially when they began to touch each other. But I tried to keep my attention on just the woman. Her hair and skin, or at least all the exposed parts in the video. And the way she moved. Shaw had been right. I couldn’t go off instinct. Couldn’t keep believing what I wanted to believe. Maybe there’s something we’
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 83
Celeste’s POV“Is that… it?”His voice was low, almost uncertain.I turned slowly, following Damien’s gaze across the room. He was staring at the sideboard—at a small, carved wooden music box. The lacquer was slightly chipped at the edge, the surface dulled by time. It was the one he’d given me on our first anniversary.Handmade. Imported from Prague. He said it reminded him of me—intricate, difficult to understand, but full of hidden music.I knew exactly what I was doing when I took it.That night—our second anniversary—he’d humiliated me in front of everyone. Shattered every illusion I had left.I took the music box from his home on purpose. Not out of sentiment. Out of spite. A scar disguised as a keepsake.It doesn’t even work anymore. The gears jammed, the melody broken. Just like what we were.I stared at it now, my heart tightening.“You’re overthinking it,” I said flatly. “This has nothing to do with you anymore. I let you stay here tonight only because of what’s coming. Don’
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 82
Celeste’s POVThe message was short.[AnonymousUser413: Tomorrow. 11 a.m. Just like we agreed. Come alone. No tricks. No surprises.]I stared at it for a long moment, then typed a brief reply.[Understood.]When I turned around, Damien was still standing there, his jaw clenched with tension, eyes watching me like I was a grenade about to go off.The fight we’d been having just seconds before hung in the air like smoke. But it was over now. Not because anything had been resolved, but because I didn’t have the strength to keep throwing punches at someone who would never understand the depth of what he broke."You should go," I said quietly.His expression tightened. "Celeste—""Please," I added, more firmly this time.There was something in my tone that made him stop arguing. Just like that, he nodded once. Reluctantly. But he nodded."I’ll keep someone watching the building," he said. "Just in case."I didn’t answer.I didn't have it in me to argue anymore.I simply turned back toward
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Celeste’s POVI stood up and went to the door, debating with myself whether to open it or not.Another series of urgent, loud bangs came, making my heart jump. I stiffened, my eyes wide as I stared without moving. Then I heard the voice.“Celeste, open the door! It’s me.” The voice was familiar, but I didn’t feel relieved at all. Shit, Damien. What the hell. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Then I rose slowly, spine straightening with every step toward the door. I already knew what I was going to say the second it opened—Don’t. Whatever you came to say, it won’t change my mind.I turned the knob and yanked the door open, jaw set.But he beat me to it.“I’m not here to talk you out of it.”I faltered. “…What?”He stepped inside, his hair damp with rain, jaw clenched, eyes dark with something I couldn’t quite name. He looked exhausted. Determined. Dangerous.“I know you,” he said evenly. “I know nothing I say is going to stop you. So I’m not going to try anymore.”
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 80
Damien’s POVRiiiiing. Riiiiing.My phone lit up and rang—piercing the silence, slicing through the moment just before the video could begin.The call wasn’t a coincidence.When the screen lit up with Mark’s name, I knew it must be something important. "Sir, you need to see this," he said, voice clipped and urgent. "There’s a post that just went up. Anonymous account. Public platform. But the content—it’s about the orphanage fire. And it’s... detailed. Very detailed."I sat up straighter. "How?""Too much. Whoever wrote it was there. Or knows someone who was. Names aren’t mentioned, but the tone— it seems very personal. I think this isn’t a leak. It’s a message.""Send me the link. Now."It took seconds. The screen loaded slowly, like it knew it was about to punch me in the gut.I scanned the post. Paragraph by paragraph. Line by line.Every word felt like her.The rhythm. The raw edge beneath the restraint. The buried pain wrapped in composure.Shit, it’s Celeste. I’m sure of it.
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