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Chapter Ten

Penulis: Joy Uwaka
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-03 19:09:05

Charlie Vane stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass of his office, the sprawling lights of the city mocking him from below. In his hand, he crushed the printed photo Marcus had captured at the plaza. The graininess of the image didn't hide the truth the boy’s eyes were a defiant, dark mirror of his own.

" holy shit" he whispered, his breath hitching. "It’s a ghost. It has to be a goddemned ghost."

His mind spiraled back six years. He remembered the rain, the mud, and the way Elara had looked at hi
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  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred & twenty-nine

    Lydia stepped out of the heavy double doors of the ICU wing, her heels clicking sharply against the polished hospital floor. Her heart was still racing, but the weight of Charlie’s black titanium Centurion card resting inside her designer purse gave her an intoxicating rush of absolute power.She walked into the quiet waiting area where her parents, Silas and Beatrice, were standing near the window, speaking in hushed, frantic whispers. Evelyn Vane sat a few feet away, her posture rigid, her eyes fixed on the distant Manhattan skyline. The Vane matriarch looked entirely drained, yet her face remained an unreadable, freezing mask.Lydia walked up to her mother-in-law, putting on a weak, sorrowful expression. "Mother Vane... the nurse said Charlie needs absolute rest for his cranial scans. I’m going to head out to prepare myself and get things ready for tomorrow’s gala, just like he wanted."Evelyn didn't even look up at her. She only nodded slowly, her hand rising to rub her temples in

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred & Twenty-eight

    The steady, rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor in the ICU suite seemed to synchronize with the frantic, calculating thoughts running through Lydia’s head. She stood at the edge of the sterile room for a split second, adjusting her features, forcing her eyes to soften with a sudden, overwhelming wave of relief as she watched Charlie weakly trying to keep his eyes open under the harsh, white fluorescent lights.Without waiting another second, Lydia quickly went and hugged Charlie, her arms wrapping gently around his bandaged chest. She buried her face into his neck, letting out a soft, trembling sob that she had perfectly rehearsed in the mirror."Oh, Charlie... my love, my absolute life," Lydia cried softly, her voice thick with fake, theatrical emotion. "I missed you so fucking much. You have no idea what a nightmare last night was. The baby... the baby has missed you so much too. I have been on my knees, clutching my stomach and praying to God for your quick recovery. I thought I

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred Twenty-seven

    Elara and Tyler povThe red light on the console flickered and went dark as Tyler tapped the screen, cutting the connection with Sarah. The silence that rushed back into the spacious living room of the Chelsea penthouse was heavy, sharp, and dripping with a sudden, freezing focus.Elara sat perfectly still on the plush velvet sofa, her fingers slowly releasing her grip on Tyler’s arm. Her green eyes, which had been warm and playful only minutes ago, had hardened into cold, emeralds. She stared at the city skyline outside the massive glass windows, her mind working at a dizzying, clinical speed.Tyler slowly stood up, pacing the floor with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. His jaw was clenched so tightly that a muscle strobed in his cheek. He let out a low, dark chuckle that carried absolutely no warmth."Fucking unbelievable," Tyler muttered, his deep voice carrying a dangerous, vibrating frequency. "The pathetic fool actually tried to ram his way through his mother’s locked gat

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred Twenty-six

    The rhythmic, mechanical hiss of a state of the art ventilator was the only sound breaking the dead silence of the private ICU suite. The room was bathed in a cold, sterile blue light, smelling heavily of antiseptic and ozone.Lydia walked into the quiet, sterile ICU room, her hand clutching her chest as she forced fake tears to well up in her eyes. Her shoulders shook with a calculated, theatrical grief as she spotted Evelyn sitting perfectly upright in a stiff vinyl chair by the bedside. Evelyn looked exhausted, her face pale under the harsh fluorescent lights, but her posture remained as rigid and unforgiving as marble. Beside her, Charlie’s comatose, machine dependent body lay pinned to the bed, wrapped in white bandages, with various IV tubes running directly into his bruised arms."Oh, Charlie... my love," Lydia whimpered, her voice cracking as she rushed to the side of the bed, falling to her knees and grabbing his limp, cold hand. She buried her face in the white sheets, letti

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred Twenty-five

    Lydia walked back to her master bedroom, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floors of the quiet mansion. Her heart was beating at a frantic, irregular rhythm. She locked the double doors behind her and stood in the center of the dark room, breathing heavily. Her parents' promises had given her a temporary wave of relief, but she knew she couldn't rely solely on Silas and Beatrice. If she wanted to survive the f**king onslaught waiting for her at Saturday's gala, she had to lock down every single loose end.She pulled out her secondary, encrypted burner phone and dialed a private number."Elena," Lydia whispered fiercely into the receiver the moment the call connected. "We need to meet. Right now. Some shit has gone down, and we need to perfect our roles before the gala tomorrow. Meet me at our usual secret spot in fifteen minutes. Don't be fucking late."Without waiting for Elena’s response, Lydia ended the call and slipped the phone back into her purse. She quickly change

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred-twenty-four

    "What the fuck do you mean she slapped him?!" Beatrice asked, her voice cracking as her jaw dropped in absolute, unadulterated shock. She gripped Lydia’s hands so tightly her manicured nails dug into her daughter's skin. "Elara? The same quiet, pathetic girl we kicked out of the family years ago? She put her hands on Charlie Vane? In public?!""Yes, she fucking did, Mom!" Lydia cried, her voice rising into a sharp, hysterical shriek as she shook her head, tears of pure, impotent rage spilling over her cheeks. "Mom, you need to see Elara now. She has changed. She has become completely fearless, and she’s out for our fucking blood! I don’t even know why the hell she came back to this town! She’s ruining everything! She’s making things so damn difficult for us, and if she exposes the fake pregnancy to Evelyn before Saturday night, we are all going to end up in a federal penitentiary!"Silas stood by the window, his face turning a dark, dangerous shade of purple as his hands clenched into

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter seventy seven

    The cold, heavy rain of Chelsea fell in relentless sheets, washing over the grime of the pavement and throwing the dark alleys into deep, glistening shadows. Lydia pulled the collar of her designer trench coat high up around her throat, her fingers trembling as she pushed open the heavy, rusted met

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter seventy five

    The digital hum of the server racks in the adjacent tech suite seemed to vibrate through the floor of Elara's private office. Sarah stepped back into the room, her expression a mix of professional precision and deep, analytical worry. She had spent the last hour personally overseeing the dep

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter seventy three

    The formal living room of the Vane mansion had been transformed into a cold, brightly lit stage. Charlie paced the Persian rug, his shadows stretching long and dramatic against the wood-paneled walls, looking like a manic director blocking out the final scene of a tragedy. His face was flushed with

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter seventy two

    Silas stumbled back into the bedroom of the east wing like a man who had been hollowed out from the inside. His breathing was shallow, his lips trembling, and the tears of absolute, crushing humiliation were streaming freely down his wrinkled cheeks. He didn't even have the strength to close the he

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