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Chapter 22 Tell Me When You'll Divorce Her

Autor: June
Late that night Eleanor lay on her side beneath the blanket, staring at the cracked pieces of the family photograph on the nightstand. Her tears had dried hours ago. What remained was a quiet, frightening disappointment, as if some final warmth inside her had gone out.

The bedroom door opened quietly and Asher came in with careful steps. He had just finished buying back Eleanor's father's old company, and his head was full of those sketchbooks in the rundown house, page after page of him as a co
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  • CEO, Take Your Filthy Money and Get Out   Chapter 40 Emma, Tell Me Who Pushed You

    Emma struck the granite floor at the bottom of the terrace stairs with a sickening thud and lost consciousness."Emma!" Eleanor's heart seized. She shoved past the stunned Regina and raced down the stairs in her heels.People in the reception hall heard the scream and poured through the glass doors. Within seconds, the stairway was surrounded.Eleanor dropped to her knees on the cold floor, her hands trembling as she reached to examine the back of Emma's head.Before she could touch Emma's hair, Regina came down the stairs and pushed Eleanor away."Don't touch my daughter." Regina gathered the unconscious Emma into her arms, her face white.Then she looked up at Eleanor, and her voice rose clearly over the crowd. "It was her. Eleanor pushed Emma down the stairs. Somebody call an ambulance. She tried to kill my daughter."Shock erupted through the crowd, and accusing stares cut into Eleanor like knives.One hour later, outside the emergency room in a private hospital's VIP wing.The sha

  • CEO, Take Your Filthy Money and Get Out   Chapter 39 Mommy, What Did You Say?

    The night air was cool on the second-floor terrace of City Hall.Eleanor stood alone by the railing, her fingertips digging into the cold marble.Thick glass doors shut out the lights and classical music below, but the image of Asher stepping in front of Regina replayed endlessly in Eleanor's mind.Whenever Regina's most important interests were at stake, Asher took her side against Eleanor without hesitation.High heels struck the tile behind her."Eleanor."Regina came out onto the terrace, her face perfectly calm. The moment she reached Eleanor, she raised her right hand and swung it at Eleanor's face.Eleanor was ready. Her eyes chilled as she caught Regina's wrist in midair with her left hand.She flung Regina aside so forcefully that Regina staggered several steps and nearly fell."Are you finished with this insanity?" Eleanor looked down at her coldly. "This isn't the Grayson villa. No one here is going to indulge your tantrum."Regina steadied herself, trembling with anger. She

  • CEO, Take Your Filthy Money and Get Out   Chapter 38 Who Is the Real Other Woman?

    The midnight-blue gown flashed beneath the crystal lights.Eleanor's hands stopped above the keys, her fingers trembling with rage and humiliation.She watched Asher approach with Regina on his arm, one step at a time, and the last thread of her reason snapped.A jarring note rang out.The harsh mistake shattered the music and pierced the silent hall.The crowd gasped, and several famous classical critics frowned.Regina seized on the error at once.She looked toward the piano and raised her voice so that everyone around them heard it. "Aren’t all the guests here distinguished pianists? Who is this lady? A piece that simple, and she still can't get through it."Heads turned toward the stage. Asher turned with them, and went still. It was Eleanor at that piano."And at an event like this," Regina went on pleasantly. "Whoever chose that song for her? Or did she pick it out herself? Has your husband walked out on you as well?"The murmuring around them grew louder.Asher's brows drew toge

  • CEO, Take Your Filthy Money and Get Out   Chapter 37 Regina Wore the Dress Eleanor Wanted

    In the end Eleanor picked something plain off a rail near the door, a simple dress that felt comfortable to wear. Asher didn't understand it, but he let her have her way. What she did not see was that before they left he turned back to the counter, bought the midnight-blue gown after all, and had the house hold it for collection, meaning to find the right moment to give it to her.Three days remained before the California International Arts Exhibition.Eleanor spent each day in the upstairs music room, practicing the fiercely difficult Liszt etude she had chosen for her return to the stage after eight years.At dinner, Emma sat at the table eating dessert and swinging her legs with smug delight.She watched Eleanor lift a spoonful of soup and couldn't keep it in. "Do you know why I've been so happy? My mommy has an exhibition, and I get to go and see it. She's a real artist. Her paintings are more beautiful than anything in a museum. Everybody is going to say so."Eleanor went on eatin

  • CEO, Take Your Filthy Money and Get Out   Chapter 36 I Don't Want It Anymore

    Asher's arrival changed the air in the Montgomery hall.He came in, gave Damien one brief look, and let his eyes rest on Eleanor in the borrowed white shirt a second longer than he had meant to.He crossed to her, put a hand lightly at the small of her back, and inclined his head to Helen. "Asher Grayson. Eleanor's husband."Eleanor frowned up at him. "How did you know I was here?"He had meant to take her out to dinner that evening. She had been put through enough at that school, and he had wanted to make something of the day. She hadn't answered her phone, so he had James find out where she was, and the address that came back was this one. His first thought had been Damien Montgomery. His second, once James finished checking, was that Eleanor had studied piano under the old woman who lived here, years ago. That settled him. His wife was loyal to anyone who had ever been good to her; if she was close to the grandmother, naturally she saw something of the grandson. It did not improve h

  • CEO, Take Your Filthy Money and Get Out   Chapter 35 I Came to Take My Wife Home

    Helen sounded delighted. Far from blaming Eleanor for the vase, she warmly invited her over.As soon as the call ended, Helen summoned the butler. "Bring in fresh white lisianthus and the citrus fragrance Eleanor likes. Put them in the guest room and the music room immediately."Not long afterward, Damien strode into the Montgomery house carrying the flowers and fragrance, along with two boxes of nearly impossible-to-find handmade French macarons.Helen sat on the sofa and raised a brow at the grandson who was usually too busy to come home, let alone run errands himself. "Is your company going bankrupt, Damien? How do you have time to come home in the middle of the day?"Damien set everything on the coffee table, checked his watch, and glanced toward the front door.Damien raised an eyebrow at her. "Grandma, you've bought flowers and had the house perfumed for one student. When have you ever gone to that much trouble for me?""Eleanor is a rare talent. Of course I value her." Helen gav

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