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Chapter 292
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OSTARA’S POVThe silence after Peter left felt heavier than when he was in the room.It wasn’t relief… far from it. An air of waiting hung in the air as Natalie ran the details of what she had to say—truth or lie—in her mind. I could see the gears turn in her head, and I already told myself to believe only about 20% of whatever she said to me. I always learned things the hard way. The warehouse hummed faintly around us, the same mechanical sound as before, but now it felt closer, louder, like it was pressing in.Natalie’s shoulders were hunched, chin dipped, eyes fixed somewhere near her tied hands. The slap mark on her cheek had darkened, purple blooming beneath the skin. I didn’t rush her.She swallowed once, then said, “He hired me.”I kept my face neutral. Inside, something tightened, but it wasn’t surprise. Not really.“He came to me when I was in Dubai, having a cup of coffee, and he threatened to expose my past to everyone in my circle unless I helped him.” “I know that alr
Dear CEO, I Want a Divorce Chapter 293
ANTHONY’S POVThe first rule of a search like this is simple: don’t panic.The second rule is harder: don’t let anyone see that you’re terrified.I stood in the temporary command room we’d set up less than an hour after I left the Ardent Crown. Screens lined the walls: satellite maps, live feeds, ports, marinas. Warehouse clusters within a hundred-mile radius. The phones wouldn’t stop ringing, and they were answered by the security team Mark hired before the words even left my mouth. It all looked controlled. That was important—the illusion. Because if people saw I was barely holding it together, the entire operation would fall apart. Something we couldn’t afford. “She was taken between twelve forty-five and one fifteen,” I said, forcing my voice steady. “That gives them a head start of maybe three hours before we even knew she was missing.”Mark nodded. “We’re narrowing down likely drop points.”“Don’t narrow,” I snapped. “Widen. Assume they want us confused.”He adjusted immediat
Dear CEO, I Want a Divorce Chapter 292
OSTARA’S POVPeter’s presence changed the room before he even spoke.He walked in with the same kind of smug confidence that always made my skin crawl—the slow, deliberate steps, his shoulders relaxed—everything about it made me want to strangle him. The dim warehouse lights cast long shadows behind him, stretching across the concrete like he owned every inch of it.His eyes landed on Natalie first, then slid to me. And then he smiled.“Well,” he drawled, clasping his hands lightly behind his back, “Natalie came through after all. I’ll be honest, I doubted her for a second.”My stomach twisted.“What?” I breathed, looking sharply at Natalie. Confusion, anger, fear… everything twined together.Peter clicked his tongue. “Oh, Ostara… surely you’ve figured it out by now.”I stared at him. Then at her.Natalie lifted her chin, bruised face tight with fury. “Quit the smug villain act, Peter. Let us go.”He laughed—a short, dismissive sound. “The defiance is adorable, really.”“Peter,” I sai
Dear CEO, I Want a Divorce Chapter 291
OSTARA’S POVI wasn’t sure when I fell asleep… but when I woke up, I was still tied, this time in a chair. I felt that before I even opened my eyes. The strong wooden back and, still, the hard rope cutting into my skin at my ankles and wrists. I tried to focus on sound first… I could hear a hum somewhere, like machinery kept in another room. Then, smell came to me—dust, oil, something metallic and old. My head throbbed sharply as I forced my eyes to open and look around. The same ceiling, high and crisscrossed with steel beams and dim industrial lighting. I was seated, slumped slightly forward, muscles stiff and aching.“Ossie?” The voice was hoarse. Familiar. More importantly, it sounded close enough to be real and not something my imagination made up to help me cope. I turned my head slowly, fighting the dizziness.Natalie was tied to a chair roughly 25 feet away. Her hair was a mess, one side of her face darkening with a bruise already forming along her cheekbone. Her wrists w
Dear CEO, I Want a Divorce Chapter 290
ANTHONY’S POVThe helicopter blades cut through the night like a warning.I barely felt the cold wind whipping against my face as we lowered toward the ship. The Ardent Crown glowed below us, an island of light floating in endless black water. Calm. Pristine. Almost mocking in its normalcy.Nothing about it looked wrong.That was the problem.The moment my boots hit the deck, the captain was already there, waiting. Captain Reynolds was a solid man in his late fifties, hair graying at the temples, posture rigid with a kind of professional shame.“Mr. Möller,” he said, offering his hand. “I’m sorry we’re meeting under these circumstances.”I shook it briefly. “It’s okay, Captain, just tell me what you know.” He nodded and motioned for me to walk with him. Crew members moved around us quietly, deliberately, eyes flicking toward me and then away. Clearly, word of the incident had spread, and this would be all the passengers talked about for the next few days. “We believe the incident oc
Dear CEO, I Want a Divorce Chapter 289
ANTHONY’S POVSaturday mornings with Donna had become my favorite kind of routine.No alarms. No schedules. No boardrooms calling my name before sunrise. Just sunlight filtering through the kitchen windows, the smell of coffee, and my daughter padding around the house in socks that never quite stayed on her feet, somehow.She sat at the island now, legs swinging, coloring very seriously with her tongue poking out the side of her mouth. The page was already a riot of pink and purple, some abstract creature that looked like a unicorn if you squinted generously.I set a plate of pancakes in front of her. “Blueberries or chocolate chips?”She looked up, eyes solemn. “Both.”I smiled. “A negotiator already.”“You taught me,” she said gravely.I laughed and ruffled her hair. “That’s not something you should admit out loud.”She beamed anyway.Mark arrived just after ten, as he usually did when he had updates he preferred to deliver in person. The front door opened and closed, and a moment l
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