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Chapter seventy nine

작가: Joy Uwaka
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Next morning

The dawn had barely broken over the gray, rain slicked towers of Manhattan when the silence of the master bedroom was violently shattered.

It started as a single, low vibration on the nightstand, but within seconds, Charlie’s personal cell phone began to scream. It wasn't a standard ringtone; it was the high-priority, piercing alarm reserved for his financial advisors and the Vane family trust managers. Before the first call could even time out and head to voicemail
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  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine     Chapter seventy nine

    Next morning The dawn had barely broken over the gray, rain slicked towers of Manhattan when the silence of the master bedroom was violently shattered.It started as a single, low vibration on the nightstand, but within seconds, Charlie’s personal cell phone began to scream. It wasn't a standard ringtone; it was the high-priority, piercing alarm reserved for his financial advisors and the Vane family trust managers. Before the first call could even time out and head to voicemail, the screen lit up again. Call after call, a relentless, suffocating wave of notifications began to flood his device, the metallic buzzing vibrating through the heavy mahogany wood like a swarm of angry hornets.Charlie groaned, his eyelids heavy from the lingering effects of the scotch and the exhausting psychological toll of his secret Chelsea rehearsal. He reached out a hand, blindly fumbling for the device, his eyes squinting against the harsh, blue glare of the screen.The moment h

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

    The tires of the yellow cab screeched against the wet asphalt as Lydia practically threw a wad of crumbled hundred-dollar bills at the driver. She didn't wait for her change. She bolted through the service entrance of the Vane estate, her breath coming in ragged, painful gasps that burned her lungs. The rain had ruined the sleek ponytail she had carefully tied, and her designer trench coat was damp, sticking to her skin like a cold, heavy second layer.She ran up the back stairs of the east wing, completely bypassing the formal dining room where the broken silver from her father’s humiliation still lay. She reached the master suite, her hands shaking so violently she could barely turn the brass key in the lock.Inside, she tore off her wet clothes, throwing the damp trench coat and the silk scarf into the very back of her closet, burying them beneath a pile of heavy winter furs. She grabbed a fresh, silk nightgown, pulling it over her head, and crawled onto the massive, king-sized bed

  • 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 metal door of Elena’s apartment building. The chemical haze of the sedatives was still roaring in her head, but her heart was hammering a frantic, erratic rhythm against her ribs. She needed to get back to the mansion, back to the safety of her gilded cage before anyone realized she had slipped away.She stepped out onto the slick, wet sidewalk, her head bowed against the wind. She had only taken three rapid steps toward the corner of the block when the sharp, aggressive hum of a luxury engine cut through the sound of the storm. A sleek, black sedan pulled up abruptly near the curb, its headlights cutting through the gray mist like two golden knives.Lydia froze, her breath catching in her thro

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

    The shadows inside Elena’s Chelsea apartment had deepened by the time the heavy lock on the door click-clacked open. Elena jumped, her heart leaping into her throat as the door swung inward. Standing in the dim threshold was Lydia Vane.Lydia looked like a beautiful, decaying ghost. Her eyes were bloodshot, dilated to the edge of the iris, and her skin possessed a pale, porcelain translucence that screamed of chemical intervention. She had taken another cocktail of high-end sedatives and stimulants to keep her moving, and the result was a twitchy, sharp mania. Her fingers were clenching and unclenching at her sides, her chest heaving underneath her designer trench coat.Before Elena could even utter a word of greeting, Lydia stepped inside, slammed the door shut, and locked it. In a flash of pure, drug fueled adrenaline, Lydia lunged forward. She grabbed Elena by the collar of her oversized sweater, her manicured nails digging deep into the fabric, and shoved her backwa

  • 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 deployment of the biometric scanning protocols, checking the firewalls, and verifying the digital perimeter of the Grand Metropolitan."The security sweep is complete," Sarah informed Elara, her voice dropping into a quiet, serious tone. "According to our systems, everything is perfectly normal. The guest registry is solid, the credentials are all authenticating without a single error, and the foreign press codes Charlie requested are linked to legitimate, active media outlets. There isn't a single red flag on the digital side. But..." She paused, her eyes narrowing as she looked at the crumpled note still sitting on the mahogany desk. "I suspect something is very, very wrong. For them to h

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

    The morning sun cut through the towering glass spires of Manhattan, casting long, geometric shadows across the polished white marble of Elara’s private office. It was a bright, deceptively calm morning, but inside the high rise suite, the atmosphere was thick with the electric tension of the final countdown. Only 6 days remained until the grand gala at the Grand Metropolitan.Elara sat at her desk, her fingers tracing the edge of a porcelain mug, her eyes staring blankly at the legal documents scattered before her. Though her corporate victory was practically sealed on paper, a cold, persistent dread had taken root in the pit of her stomach. Tyler stood near the window, his phone pressed to his ear, his low, authoritative voice murmuring instructions to his lead security analyst.The quiet room was broken by a soft knock on the double glass doors. Sarah stepped inside, carrying a heavy, oversized envelope made of textured black parchment, sealed with a thick drop of gol

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