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Chapter 292: The Weight of Secrets
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After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company Chapter 297: Shadows of Loyalty
Sophia’s POVThe shed’s dim light cast jagged shadows across Marcus’s face, his gun steady in his hand, but his eyes—those familiar hazel eyes that once sparkled with laughter under summer stars—flickered with something human, something I could almost reach. My fingers curled around the encrypted drive, its cold metal a lifeline to my father’s secret, to the truth the Syndicate would kill for. Outside, Liam’s shout echoed, raw and desperate, followed by another gunshot that tore at my heart. He was out there, fighting for me, bleeding for me, and the thought of losing him—the man whose love had rebuilt me from the ashes of my past—was a pain sharper than the ache in my ribs. The rain battered the shed’s roof, Claire’s voice—“She’s in the shed!”—cutting through the storm, a reminder that time was slipping away.“Marcus,” I said, my voice trembling but firm, stepping back until my hip hit the workbench. “You don’t have to do this. You were my friend. You knew my father. Why are you with
After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company Chapter 296: Hearts in the Crossfire
Sophia’s POVThe rain stung my skin, the helicopter’s flames painting the cabin’s porch in flickering orange, but all I could see was Liam—bloodied, defiant, his dark eyes locked on mine despite the gun pressed to his temple. The man in the suit’s smile was a blade, cold and sharp, but Liam’s gaze held a warmth that anchored me, a silent vow that he’d fight for me, for us, no matter the cost. My heart ached, love and fear twisting together, his presence a reminder of every stolen moment—his lips on mine in his penthouse, his whispered promises under the city lights. He was my billionaire, my haven, but the secrets he’d kept about the Syndicate made my trust waver, even now, with his life hanging by a thread.Claire’s betrayal burned fresh, her gun raised as she stood beside Vanessa, her fake fear replaced by a traitor’s calm. “Give it up, Sophia,” she said, her voice devoid of remorse. “The Syndicate always wins.”Vanessa’s eyes flickered, her gun lowered, a hint of doubt in her stanc
After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company Chapter 295: Betrayal in the Dark
Sophia’s POVThe helicopter’s blades sliced through the night, a relentless thrum that drowned out the sedan’s engine as we sped toward Willow Creek. Its searchlight swept the highway, a predatory beam hunting us through the rain. My heart pounded, the numbers—7-4-9-2-1-8—looping in my mind like a mantra, tethering me to the cabin, to my father’s secret, to the faint hope of ending this nightmare. But the visitor’s voice on the radio—“You can’t run forever”—clung to me, a chilling reminder that the Syndicate was always one step ahead. Elena gripped the wheel, her face taut, while Claire sat rigid beside me, her eyes darting to the helicopter’s light. I wanted to trust them, to believe we could reach the cabin and unlock the cipher, but doubt was a poison, seeping into every thought. Liam was out there, maybe hurt, maybe dead, and the image of my father falling in that alley haunted me, a wound that wouldn’t close.“Stay low,” Elena said, her voice sharp as she swerved onto a side road
After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company Chapter 294: Into the Night
Sophia’s POVThe sedan’s engine growled as we tore through the city, the drone’s red lights blinking like malevolent eyes in the rearview mirror. Rain streaked the windshield, blurring the neon signs and streetlights into a kaleidoscope of color, but nothing could blur the image of my father staggering, clutching his side as the visitor’s gunshot echoed. My heart was a raw wound, torn between grief and the faint, stubborn hope that he was still alive. The numbers—7-4-9-2-1-8—pounded in my mind, a lifeline tying me to him, to the cabin, to the cipher he’d hidden in me. *The stars will show you the way.* But the stars were gone, swallowed by the storm, and I was running blind.Elena’s hands gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white, her eyes flicking between the road and the mirror. “They’re still on us,” she said, her voice clipped, urgent. “That drone’s tracking us, feeding our location to the Syndicate.”Claire huddled in the backseat beside me, her breath shallow, her face pale
After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company Chapter 293: Ghosts of the Pas
Sophia’s POVThe rain blurred my vision, but those eyes—my father’s eyes, deep and haunted—cut through the storm like a beacon. He stood there, at the mouth of the alley, his face weathered by years I hadn’t seen, his frame thinner than I remembered, but unmistakably him. My heart stopped, the numbers—7-4-9-2-1-8—pulsing in my mind, tangled with his voice from long ago: *The stars will show you the way.* I’d thought he was dead, a ghost I’d buried with my grief, but here he was, alive, saying, “It’s time to come home.” The words were a lifeline and a trap, pulling me toward him even as the visitor’s footsteps echoed behind us, their gun a promise of death.“Dad?” My voice broke, barely audible over the rain. My legs trembled, the pain in my ribs a dull roar, but it was the weight of his presence that nearly brought me to my knees. Elena froze beside me, her hand still gripping my arm, her eyes darting between my father and the alley’s shadows. Claire whimpered, pressed against the wal
After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company Chapter 292: The Weight of Secrets
Sophia’s POVThe visitor’s voice sliced through the rain, sharp and mocking, as the van’s headlights bathed us in a harsh, unyielding glow. “You can’t outrun the truth, Sophia!” My heart pounded, each beat a frantic echo of the numbers my father had burned into my memory—7-4-9-2-1-8. *The stars will show you the way.* But the stars were hidden tonight, swallowed by storm clouds, and the truth felt like a noose tightening around my neck. Elena’s hand gripped mine, her touch firm but not comforting, her eyes scanning the alley with a sharpness that spoke of experience. Claire trembled beside me, her breath hitching, but it was Liam’s shout from the roof—a raw, pained cry—that tore at my soul, rooting me to the spot.“We have to go,” Elena urged, her voice low, urgent, pulling me toward the shadows of the side street. “If they catch you, it’s over.”But I couldn’t move, not with Liam up there, fighting for me. The thought of him hurt, maybe dying, was a knife in my chest, sharper than th
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