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CHAPTER NINETY-THREE
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2025-10-13 00:02:00CLARISSA.
The morning broke cold and colorless, the mind that made the city look like it was holding its breath, and I moved through it with a quiet ferocity, my heels clicking against the floor in measured rhythm as I stepped out of my apartment and walked towards my car. There was no room for delay nor hesitation anymore, and everything I had planned hinged so badly on this visit I was about to make — on seeing the one man I had sworn was going to remain locked up for a very long time.
Bruce Blake.
His name alone carried a weight I hated, like a curse and a promise fused. Once, he had been the love of my life, and the man whom I'd been ready to spend the rest of my life with, but now, he was a ghost intended to tame before he could haunt us all. I hadn't decided yet whether he would serve as a weapon or a warning, that would depend on what remained of him behind those prison walls. But for now, I needed to see hi
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Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER NINETY-THREE
CLARISSA.The morning broke cold and colorless, the mind that made the city look like it was holding its breath, and I moved through it with a quiet ferocity, my heels clicking against the floor in measured rhythm as I stepped out of my apartment and walked towards my car. There was no room for delay nor hesitation anymore, and everything I had planned hinged so badly on this visit I was about to make — on seeing the one man I had sworn was going to remain locked up for a very long time.Bruce Blake.His name alone carried a weight I hated, like a curse and a promise fused. Once, he had been the love of my life, and the man whom I'd been ready to spend the rest of my life with, but now, he was a ghost intended to tame before he could haunt us all. I hadn't decided yet whether he would serve as a weapon or a warning, that would depend on what remained of him behind those prison walls. But for now, I needed to see hi
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
BRUCE.I sat in one of my old faction houses, the one still loyal enough to keep my name off every report, sipping tea that had long gone cold.It wasn't a relief I felt. It was a rebirth.The room still smelled like dust and gun oil, a mix that felt almost holy to me now. My men had cleared the place out before my arrival—old posters gone, new faces stationed outside. Some things had changed, but not the way they looked at me when I walked in. Half awe, half fear… and just the way I liked it.I didn’t bother celebrating my release. I had work to do.The projector hummed softly on the table beside me, the glow from the slides cutting through the dim. I flicked through each one, the faces and locations shifting across the wall—bars, shipping docks, private offices, homes, each slide a reminder of the city that used to kneel for me. Each flick another vein of control I planned to reopen.“Still mine,” I murmured, watching the images pass.It almost felt like walking through the streets
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
BRUCE."Freedom!!” I grinned at my reflection from the tinted window of my car.The papers, everything was cleared, just like she promised and now I was a free man.I stepped out of confinement not as a broken man, nor as some hollow echo of the person they thought they could break. No one breaks Bruce — no one. And now? I was sharper, my edges honed by silence, by boredom, by rage that had nothing to do with mercy.Every second, every fucking day spent locked away had been a lesson in patience, a reminder that the world didn’t give—you took. And I had learned the hard way.Clarissa. Her name rang in my head, taking a deep breath as I relished this moment of utter bliss.I knew exactly what everyone wanted, what was expected — a stumble, or a misstep, a fucking weakness.They would get none of it.
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER NINETY
ISABELLA.I pushed the door to my father's study open without knocking, because why should I? The room belonged to him on paper, but in truth, it was mine the moment he let his greed outpace his judgment. My heels hit the polished floor, each step a warning bell. I carried the weight of my schemes like a crown, invisible yet heavy enough to bend anyone else.But not me. Never me.The stack of documents slapped down onto his desk, papers fanned like a deck of cards I already knew how to play. Every single one of those papers bore his signature, his little flourish of ink binding him tighter to me. He had thought he was clever once, thought he was maneuvering me into his pocket. Poor man. What he didn’t realize was that every stroke of his pen had been another chain around his own throat.His eyes flicked down at the pages, his jaw tightening. "What is this supposed to be? A parade of signatures you tricked me into?"I let a slow smile curl at the corner of my mouth. "Not a trick, Dad.
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
CLARISSA.I tossed and turned on the bed that night, sleep eluding me completely no matter how hard I tried. The night weighed in on me like a suffocating blanket, and my mind looped on every single scenario that had played out since the genesis of my chaos. Devan's words — we've got to be very careful around her, I don't trust her at this point rang in my ears again, and my mind drifted to my father's cryptic remarks about loyalty and betrayal the last time I'd met with him, and then to Isabella's soft voice when she made the comments and asked the questions I had found all suspicious.At this point, it felt like I didn't have a family anymore, like I belonged nowhere, because everyone around me seemed to be lying to me, seemed to be pulling their own strings and playing their own games, including the people closest to me.I finally fell asleep very late into the night, after hours of endless thought, and my eyes fluttered open as the rays of the morning sun filtered through my curta
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
CLARISSA.The night felt heavier than usual, and with the incident that had happened earlier at Devan's, I found myself regretting deeply why I hadn't said anything to Devan earlier than I did, the relief of sharing what I knew with him quickly replaced by the ache of what I had kept back, still. Devan, on the other hand, had refused to take a moment's rest, pressing into every lead, making calls and seeking answers even more than I did as if his wounded body wasn't already paying a steep price. I watched him with quiet torment, my chest tightening with guilt each time I saw him wince. It was my chaos that had followed him to his home, my storm that had scarred his flesh, and yet, he kept moving like nothing had happened, like nothing could stop him.I leaned against the doorway of his study, watching him pace about restlessly. The light was low, a single desk lamp casting long shadows across the walls. He held a file in one hand, flipping from page to page. It was as if he hadn't n
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