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After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back Chapter 144
Louis’ POVI scribbled notes furiously on a legal pad, underlining phrases, adding arrows, exclamation points, little ideas sparked like matches in my brain. I had always had a flair for tech, for sleek modern solutions. It was why I’d once thought I could leap ahead in France, among the polished elite. But this? This was a revolution wrapped in a velvet glove.Just before noon, my desk phone buzzed. I snatched it up, barely glancing at the flashing light.“Mr. Augustus, just confirming your one o'clock lunch with Mr. Damian,” my secretary’s voice purred efficiently. “It’ll be held in your office. He already sent over a menu from that Thai fusion place you like.”“Yes, perfect, thank you,” I said, my voice smooth, steady, though inside I felt like I was balancing on the edge of something sharp and exciting.When Damian arrived, punctual as ever, he brought with him a calm storm. He never looked rushed or uncertain. He glided. He smirked faintly, always a man in command, and yet there
After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back Chapter 143
Louis’ POVWhen I arrived, everything felt too still. The receptionist smiled at me politely, but there was a tension beneath her lipstick-red grin. I rode the elevator up with that uneasy gut feeling that I’d missed something. And when I walked into my office, I found out exactly what.A board meeting. Called by Barrett.A Barrett Augustus-called board meeting.And I wasn’t invited.I stood at my desk, stunned, trying not to let the insult settle too deeply in my bones. I was family, damn it. I’d married into this empire. Bled for it. Sacrificed everything — including Emily — for it.That was when Albert arrived. Like a magician in a tailored suit.He strode in with his usual slick energy, all knowing smirks and expensive cologne. “Big day,” he said.“Apparently,” I replied coolly, “though I don’t remember receiving an invitation.”He chuckled. “Don’t take it personally, Louis. Barrett’s old school. But that doesn’t mean you have to stay in the dark. I thought... maybe you'd like to
After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back Chapter 142
Louis’ POVI had just finished buttoning my shirt when I caught sight of Maya in the doorway, her silhouette framed in morning light, hair cascading down in waves like a goddess wrapped in velvet. She wore that silky robe she loved, the one that barely touched her thighs, and she smiled at me like she had been smiling every morning since Lyla's accident. A tender, bittersweet kind of smile, but genuine all the same. There was something softer in her these days, something more forgiving, and dare I say, hopeful.“Don’t even think about leaving without a proper goodbye,” she said, stepping barefoot into the kitchen with the kind of grace that always made my breath hitch. She reached for me, arms sliding around my waist, her belly just beginning to show between us now. I placed my hands gently over it, kissed her hair, and for a moment, I forgot everything — the boardroom chaos, the secrets, the waiting game I was playing with the France promotion. In that second, there was only her, and
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Albert’s POVI hit send and slid the phone back into my jacket. Jonathan would come. He always did. Good boy, too loyal for his own good. He didn’t need to know everything yet, not until it was time. But he’d help. He always helped. And if things kept going the way they were, I would need all the help I could get.As the elevator descended, I tapped my fingers against the leather of my briefcase. The weight of the drive inside it felt heavier than gold, heavier than guilt. I smiled.The house was quiet when I arrived, that kind of eerie stillness that sinks into your bones and makes you feel like a stranger in your own home. I tossed my keys onto the entryway table with a clatter, letting the sound break the silence like a glass shattering on tile. My briefcase remained clutched in my hand, my fingers gripping the handle like a vice. This wasn’t just another workday ending. No, tonight was the beginning of something else entirely.Jonathan was already here. My son, ever punctual, ever
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Albert’s POVBack at the office, the air felt heavier than usual, as if the walls themselves were bracing for something scandalous. The silence in the hallways buzzed, unnatural and tense, like the eye of a storm that everyone knew would eventually break. My assistant, Clara, a nervous little thing with a folder, tablet, and phone permanently fused to her hip, scurried up to me with her signature clumsy urgency.“Mr. Hargrove,” she whispered, as if what she was about to say might detonate the entire building. “You’re needed to hand over the evaluation documents for Mr. Damian’s project… to Mr. Louis. Today.”I blinked. “To Louis?” I asked, my voice smooth but suspicious. “Why not just send an email?”“They asked specifically that you deliver it by hand,” she replied, already backing away, avoiding eye contact like she always did when something didn’t make sense.Damian’s high-tech project, the so-called cornerstone of the company’s rebound from the financial abyss, had been nothing sh
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Albert’s POV"So, tell me," I said as our drinks arrived, "how are you really doing? Rumors say you've returned to the mansion."Her fork clinked gently against the bread plate, a barely perceptible wince crossing her features. "I’ve been recovering and want to be close to my children.""And the recovery?" I pressed, swirling my scotch with theatrical patience. "Your illness... well, it was such a long ordeal, wasn’t it? So many of us worried. Some even wondered—dared to whisper—that it was all a little too convenient. Just when the board was faltering in its trust of Charles and Barrett, you conveniently faded into the background. So tragic. So perfectly timed. Sympathy can sway minds it would seem."Her stare turned sharp, dangerous. "Are you accusing me of something?"I leaned in, lowered my voice just enough to make her ears strain for it. "I’m just saying, some acts are easier to believe when the audience is desperate for a hero or a victim. You played both roles quite convincing
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Albert’s POVThe meeting had barely adjourned, yet the stench of smugness still lingered in the room like cheap cologne on old velvet. I rose from my leather chair slowly, deliberately, while the others milled about with that self-congratulatory air they all wore like shiny medals on their puffed-up chests. I caught Saul's eye first, then Carl's, and gave them a look that said, "What did you think of that performance?" They came closer, grinning faintly, all too willing to slip into the comfort of backdoor politics with me."Quite the proposal from young Damian," Carl muttered, his thick white brows furrowed with a tinge of skepticism. "He certainly doesn’t lack confidence.""Confidence, or audacity?" I laughed dryly, though my mouth felt parched with restraint. "I’ve seen young men walk into boardrooms believing they hold the future in their palms. Most of them walk out with nothing but the sting of reality across their faces.""But you supported it," Saul said, his tone edged with c
After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back Chapter 136
Albert’s POVThe silence in the board corridor was a still, heavy thing, thick with secrets and the scent of expensive cologne. Albert adjusted the cuff of his pale blue shirt, a nervous twitch more than a style correction. His palms were damp, despite the chill humming from the air vent above. The world had changed so violently, so quickly. Six weeks ago, Charles’ porcelain bride, Lyla, had vanished beneath the tires of a black town car like a ghost swallowed by the night. She lived, yes, but no one spoke of her—not in elevators, not in the boardroom, not even in whispered tones behind closed doors. That silence was louder than any scream.He stood outside Charles' office now, his heart beating an uneven rhythm against his ribs. The brass handle mocked him, its shine untouched by time or ruin. He had not been here in weeks, choosing instead to lurk in shadows, to observe, to calculate. But today—today was different. Today, he had to speak. To ask. To beg.Albert ran a hand through hi
After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back Chapter 135
Maya’s POVThe car’s engine rumbled to a stop outside the mansion, the grand estate looming like a cold, silent giant. I glanced at Louis, his face tense with uncertainty. The car doors opened, and I stepped out with a heavy heart. “Ten minutes,” I muttered to Louis, needing the briefest moment of peace. The air was thick with expectations, and though the sun shone above, it felt as though a storm was just on the horizon.We made our way toward the house, and as we approached the front door, I noticed the presence of unexpected guests. Barrett stood at the entrance, imposing as ever, with Charlotte standing stiffly beside him. My stomach tightened. The last place I wanted to be right now was here, in the presence of people who had taken so much from me. But I had a task to complete. Mom’s things. That’s all this was about.As Louis held the door open for me, I walked in, only to freeze at the sight of Emily and Madeline. I blinked in disbelief. What on earth were they doing here? My p
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