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CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND FIVE
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Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN
DEVAN.Sleep had become a luxury I no longer trusted, one I could no longer afford. Even when my body gave in, my mind kept working: running numbers, replaying conversations, mapping invisible threats. Bruce had turned my life into a battlefield without borders, and the worst part was the silence. There were no demands from him. No ultimatums. Just loss after loss, precise and merciless.The legal routes were dead ends. I had exhausted them early, clinging to procedure and precedent the way drowning men clung to driftwood. Complaints vanished into bureaucratic voids. Regulators who once welcomed my calls now responded through assistants, if at all. One senior official had met my eyes across a polished table and said, almost apologetically, “There’s nothing actionable here, Mr. Owen.”Nothing actionable. As if the collapse of my empire were a coincidence.The hemorrhage continued. Markets turned hostile overnight. Credit tightened. Long-t
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN
CLARISSA.The knowledge that Freda was willing to help should have brought relief but instead, it settled over me like a second shadow; long, cold, and impossible to shake.I had always known Bruce was dangerous. I had felt it in the way conversations bent around him, how rooms seemed to recalibrate when he entered. But Freda’s calm, almost clinical assessment stripped away whatever illusions I still clung to. Bruce wasn’t just powerful. He was embedded, rooted deep inside systems designed to protect people like him and devour people like us.That truth changed everything.Isabella and I sat across from each other at the dining table long after Devan had gone upstairs, the house quiet except for the low hum of the security system. The fragile alliance between us felt like glass; necessary, sharp, and liable to cut us both if mishandled.We started cautiously.At first, it was logistics. Timelines. Names spoken carefully, as thoug
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN
CLARISSA.The doorbell rang once, soft, polite, and almost hesitant. I was in the sitting room, hands folded over my stomach, trying to read the same paragraph for the fifth time without absorbing a single word. Devan was on a call upstairs, his voice low and clipped, the sound of it carrying faintly through the ceiling like a warning hum. The house had settled into that uneasy quiet that comes when everyone is braced for something they can’t yet name.I wasn’t expecting anyone.When I opened the door, Isabella stood on the threshold, the sunlight at her back, her shadow stretching into the foyer like something tentative and unsure of its welcome.She looked… different. She didn’t look like her usual polished self. There was no armor of sarcasm or carefully arranged chaos. Her hair was pulled back loosely, her clothes practical, her face drawn in a way that spoke of long nights and longer thoughts. She held herself still, as if any sudden movement might send me slamming the door in he
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN
DEVAN.The mansion no longer felt like a home. It felt like a perimeter. I noticed it the first morning after the rooftop incident, standing barefoot on marble that used to gleam with quiet luxury and now felt cold, exposed. The ceilings were too high, the windows too wide, every entrance too generous. What once read as elegance now looked like vulnerability disguised as wealth.Security had become my watchword.By noon, half the house had been rewired. Motion sensors layered over motion sensors. Cameras stitched into corners that architecture pretended didn’t exist. Blind spots eliminated, then re-eliminated, because I didn’t trust the first pass, or the second. If Bruce was watching, I wanted him to choke on redundancy.Clarissa hated it. She didn’t say it outright, but I could feel it in the way her shoulders tensed when another technician walked past, or when the quiet was broken by the soft chirp of a system recalibrating. She carried life inside her now, and the world had respon
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND TWELVE
ISABELLA.The sand was warm enough to make my muscles forget themselves. That was the point of this place, this narrow crescent of beach hidden between limestone cliffs, reachable only by a footpath that tourists never bothered to finish. The water was impossibly clear, the kind of blue that felt artificial, like someone had adjusted the saturation of reality. I had been here for nearly two weeks, long enough for the sound of waves to start replacing the static that usually lived in my head.I lay back on the towel, eyes closed, letting the sun press against my skin. For the first time in months, no one was watching me. No cameras humming behind walls. No algorithms whispering predictions about my next move. No men offering power wrapped in inevitability.I had almost convinced myself I was done running.Almost.The phone buzzed beside my hip, sharp and wrong against the soft rhythm of the sea. I ignored it at first, letting it buzz itself into sil
Divorced: Ex-wife Heiress Strikes Back CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND ELEVEN
BRUCE.I didn’t run. Running was for people who are afraid of being caught. I moved through the night the way I always did: unhurried, deliberate, invisible to anyone who didn’t know how to look. The mansion receded behind me in soft pools of light and music, laughter floating up like nothing had happened at all. That was the beauty of it. Chaos, when done properly, never announces itself.My pulse was still elevated though, not by panic but by adrenaline. The clean, electric kind that hums just beneath the skin when something goes exactly as designed.Clarissa’s scream replayed in my mind, not loudly, not obsessively, just once, like a brushstroke completing a painting. The way her fingers had clawed at the ledge. The way her body had gone rigid with terror. The split second where she understood, with absolute clarity, that all her careful planning, all her alliances, all her illusions of safety meant nothing at all.That moment had bee
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