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Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging The Hail Mary III
Maya"You're Lupe's girl," he said.I froze. The man in the doorway stood leaning on his cane, his gaze fixed directly on me. Not on the board, not on the proceedings he'd just interrupted. On me."I—" The words died in my throat."This is a closed board meeting," my father said, his voice tight. I knew that tone—the one he used when something unexpected threatened his careful planning.The old man ignored him completely, taking a step into the room. His cane tapped against the floor, the sound oddly loud in the silence."Robert," he said finally, his accent thick with something European—Italian, maybe. His mouth twisted around my father's name like it tasted bad.I glanced at my father, surprised to see him pale slightly. Robert Kingston didn't get rattled. It wasn't in his programming."Victor," my father said, recovering quickly. "This isn't the time or place for—""For what?" The old man—Victor—kept moving forward, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world. "For me to watch
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging The Hail Mary II
Yesterday Morning.I had mentioned Victor’s shell corporations yesterday, the second biggest close to mine. He wasn’t supposed to know I knew that, but looking at him, he didn’t seem surprised."Wasn't trying to hide from you," Victor admitted. "Was insurance. You understand insurance, no?"I nodded. We both understood insurance—and revenge. The night that had destroyed our friendship hung between us, unspoken but present in every glance, every careful word."When?" I asked. "When did you start buying the shares?""After Thomas died." Victor swirled the liquid in his glass. "His son was... careless. Eager to shed what he saw as dead weight.""James never had his father's business sense," I agreed. "Or his loyalty.""Loyalty?" Victor laughed harshly. "An interesting word coming from you.""We were all guilty of betrayal, Victor. Every one of us.""Some more than others." His gaze was accusatory. "I never sold you out.""No," I conceded. "You didn't."He waited, clearly expecting more,
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging The Hail Mary I
GiuseppeThe boardroom was too bright. They'd installed new LED lighting last year—Richardson's idea, cost-saving measure—and the harsh white glare reflected off the polished table, making my eyes water. Or perhaps it wasn't the light at all. Perhaps it was simply that I was watching Maya’s careful composure crack piece by piece, and I was powerless to stop it.I'd positioned my wheelchair at the far end of the room, away from Maya. A strategic choice. I needed to see everyone's faces, track each microexpression, each whispered exchange. The distance also meant she couldn't look to me for guidance. Today, she needed to stand on her own.Maya had arrived transformed from yesterday's disheveled state. She didn’t wear the Armani as I’d suggested, I noticed. It would have stirred memories in the older board members who'd known Eleanor. There weren’t many. But it was specifically for Robert himself. Imagine seeing his daughter wearing his mother’s suit. I hadn’t gotten any reaction yesterd
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging The Stranger’s Arrival
The board secretary cleared his throat. "We have unfinished business from yesterday. The vote on Ms. Vega's continuing leadership was postponed until today.""Let's proceed," I said before my father could jump in. "I believe we're all busy people who value efficiency."A ripple of surprise moved through the room. I'd caught them off-guard by taking control of the narrative—exactly as Grandfather had suggested. "Make them respond to you, not the other way around."The secretary shuffled his papers. "Very well. As you'll recall, concerns were raised regarding potential conflicts of interest between Ms. Vega's position at Russo Designs and her foundation work, particularly in relation to supplier agreements with Thorne Designs."
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging Day Two
I stood in the elevator, watching the numbers tick upward. Floor seven. Eight. Nine. My reflection stared back at me from the polished doors—gray suit crisp against my skin, hair swept into a low chignon, makeup carefully applied to hide the shadows under my eyes. Not the Armani suit Grandfather had suggested yesterday. That one stayed hanging in my closet where it belonged, with all its complicated history.Grandfather had given me that suit during my first year with Daniel, back when I still believed the Russo legacy was something to be proud of. "It was your grandmother's," he'd told me then, as if that should mean something. Now that I knew the truth—what she and Grandfather had done to Mami Lulu—wearing it felt like betrayal. Like I was stepping back into a role I'd worked so hard to escape.The doors slid open.
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging He’s a Gentleman
Twenty minutes later, we were sitting at a plastic table under string lights. The sign above the makeshift counter read "Big Mike's BBQ" in faded red letters. The air smelled of smoke and grilling meat. All around us, people laughed and talked, kids ran between tables, music played from somewhere."What is this place?" I asked, looking around."Best steak in the city," Alex said, handing me a paper napkin. "Found it when I was in college. Been coming here ever since.""You? Eating street food?" I couldn't picture it.Alex grinned. "I contain multitudes."A guy built like a linebacker came over, slapping Alex on the back hard enough to make him wince."Thorne! Long time, man. The u
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging Dinner
The restaurant Alex picked was one of those places with a name that's just a single word—Lume. Dark wood, soft lighting, waiters who appeared and disappeared like ghosts. Not the kind of place I would have chosen, but I was too tired to care.I'd put on a simple black dress, nothing special. Alex showed up in a suit without a tie, looking like he'd come straight from the office. His eyes did that thing when he saw me—widened just a bit, then warmed. It was nice to be looked at that way. Like I was worth seeing."You look beautiful," he said."Thanks." I tugged at the hem of my dress. "You clean up okay yourself."We didn't talk much in the car. I stared out the window, watching the city blur past. My head was still pounding, but I'd downed two Advil before we
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging Maybe Pregnant
The elevator finally arrived in the lobby, pulling me back to the present. As the doors opened, I heard someone call my name."Maya! Hold the elevator!"I glanced over my shoulder. Troy was jogging across the lobby, looking like he'd just come from a meeting—button-down shirt, slacks, none of his usual dramatic fashion choices. He slipped in just before the doors closed."Jesus Christ." He looked me up and down. "You look like shit."I didn't respond, just hit the button for my floor. The elevator lurched upward.Troy studied my face, his eyebrows drawing together. "That bad, huh?""Yeah." I leaned against the wall, suddenly too tired to stand up straight.
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging When it Comes to It
MayaThe doorman stared at me when I dragged myself through the lobby. He always watched people—it was literally his job—but something felt off about it tonight. Like he was waiting for something. His eyes followed me across the marble floor, past the fancy orchids that someone kept replacing even though nobody ever looked at them."Evening, Ms. Vega," he called out.I kept walking, hoping he'd leave it at that."Everything alright?" he added.I paused, not turning fully. "Fine."The word hung there, obviously untrue. The doorman nodded anyway, his eyes lingering a beat too long before he looked back down at whatever he was pretending to read.
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