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Chapter 13
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From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 87
(Author's POV) Alessia Shaw arrived at the Conti house at half past five. She was exactly as Adelina had expected ā poised without being stiff, friendly without being eager. They sat in the living room and talked easily while Adelina waited for Stefano Conti to come home and for Bianca Conti to return from school. The front door opened at quarter to six. Bianca Conti walked in, dropped her backpack by the stairs, and looked into the living room. Her eyes landed on Alessia. Her expression changed in an instant ā a fleeting, calculating look that Alessia had never seen on any child's face before. Then it was gone, replaced by the flat expression of a child who had already decided she didn't like what she was seeing. āI must have misread it,ā Alessia said to herself in her mind. And she smiled and stood up. āHi there. You must be Bianca Conti. I'm Alessia ā it's so nice to meet you.ā Bianca Conti said nothing. āYour grandmother has told me a lot about you.ā Alessia crouche
From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 86
(Author's POV) Adelina had been home from the hospital for three days when she heard about the returned funds. She was sitting in the sunroom with a cup of chamomile tea when her assistant told her. She set the cup down, folded her hands in her lap, and allowed herself a brief moment of satisfaction. Five hundred million dollars, returned in full. That meant Argenteri had blinked. That meant someone in that family had enough sense to see the situation clearly. But the satisfaction faded quickly, because the underlying problem hadn't changed. Tiziana was still in this house. Still at Stefano's side. Still, as far as Adelina could tell, fully intending to stay there. Adelina thought about the years Tiziana had been married to Arturo. A long marriage, a wealthy one, and not a single child to show for it. The estate had passed to Tiziana almost entirely. Arturo's share of the family assets, his investments, his properties, all of it, gone to a woman who now wanted to move si
From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 85
(Celeste Moretti's POV) āYouāve been walking,ā he said. āIāve been walking in the same direction.ā āThatās a very diplomatic way to describe it.ā āYouāve been avoiding me for two weeks,ā he said. His voice didnāt change. āI think Iāve been fairly patient about it.ā I didnāt deny it. There wasnāt much point. āI needed some space,ā I said. āYouāve had it.ā He glanced at me sideways. āHave dinner with me.ā It wasnāt really a question. It had the shape of one, but not the weight. I thought about saying no. I ran through the available excuses, work, tiredness, an early morning, and found that none of them felt convincing enough to say out loud. Not to Vincenzo. He would see straight through every single one. āFine,ā I said. He didnāt look surprised. He just nodded, and we walked out together. The restaurant was a short drive away, a quiet place, private room, the kind of setting that required advance planning. Heād booked it ahead of time. Of course he had. The table was alrea
From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 84
(Authorās POV) The call came the following morning. Celeste was seated at her desk inside the Aetheris Biotech laboratory, reviewing a stack of printed data reports, when her phone buzzed with Sebastian Argentieriās number across the screen. āGood news,ā he said the moment she answered. āThe Argentieri family returned the funds. All five hundred million. The transfer came through this morning.ā She leaned back slowly in her chair. āSo quickly?ā āThey moved faster than I expected. Apparently nobody enjoys being on the receiving end of a Sebastian legal filing.ā She could hear the amusement in his voice. āDonāt thank me too enthusiastically. I earn a percentage if we win. My motives are entirely selfish.ā Celeste laughed softly, and some of the tension she had carried since her meeting with Stefan loosened slightly. āEven so,ā she said, āthank you.ā āNow that weāve finished pretending gratitude matters,ā Sebastian continued, ācompletely unrelated subject. A friend ga
From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 83
(Authorās POV) Celeste refused to go herself. So Lavinia went instead. She appeared at the entrance of the conference room on the fourteenth floor of Moretti Holdings, clutching her handbag tightly in both hands, her face arranged into something between apology and desperation. Tiziana looked up from the table and immediately felt a flicker of distaste pass through her before she could suppress it. This woman. This housekeeper. She remembered Lavinia from the Moretti estate. A plain, exhausted woman who had spent years raising other peopleās children, including Tiziana herself until the age of ten. Back then, Tiziana had tolerated her presence the same way one tolerated furniture. The warmth she had shown Lavinia over the past few weeks had been exactly what Celeste suspected it was. A performance. A carefully calculated act designed to unsettle Celeste and remind her that even her own mother could be turned against her. The objective had already been accomplished.
From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 82
(Authorās POV) Tiziana had spent three entire days beside Adelinaās hospital bed, and she had not wasted a single minute of it. She adjusted pillows before Adelina could ask. She brought meals from the restaurant Adelina preferred. She sat patiently through the dragging afternoon hours without complaint, summoning nurses the instant Adelinaās water glass looked less than half full. She played the role of the devoted, selfless daughter flawlessly, with the ease of someone who had practiced it all her life. Stefano came every day. And he noticed. With each visit, his attitude toward Tiziana softened visibly. The careful restraint he usually maintained around her loosened little by little every time he walked into the room. Tiziana noticed every subtle shift and quietly stored each one away. But Adelina herself remained unmoved. What sat heavily in Adelinaās chest was the memory of five hundred million dollars. Not five hundred. Not five thousand. Five hundred million. Money
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