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Fractured Foundations

Auteur: Ms. Chiamaka
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Hannah sat alone at the kitchen table, trying to process everything. The morning was cold, but it was nothing compared to the icy wall now separating her from Ethan. She replayed their explosive fight from the morning before, each harsh word echoing in her mind, cutting deeper with every memory. She had never felt so distant from him, even in the early, uncertain days of their marriage.

When Ethan had stormed out, slamming the door behind him, it felt like the entire foundation of their relationship had cracked, and now, Hannah didn’t know how to piece it back together. She sighed, resting her head in her hands. She couldn’t ignore the feeling that Lila’s shadow was lingering over their home, poisoning their love, and turning their once warm connection into something cold and unrecognizable.

The next morning, Ethan returned. His steps were quieter, his shoulders more tense. He moved around the house like a ghost, avoiding her eyes and keeping his distance. Hannah watched him from the
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  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   No Going Back

    Savannah“That you’re reviewing compliance structures.”“Good,” I said. “That buys us time.”Then I walked away from everything. By midmorning, the first push came from inside and Darren returned, this time accompanied by someone from legal. Polished in the way men became when they’d spent decades navigating boardrooms without leaving fingerprints.“Savannah,” he said pleasantly. “I’m Victor Hale. I represent several of our long-term partners.”I gestured to the chair. “Sit.”And he did, folding his hands quickly. “We’re concerned about recent operational interruptions.”“I’m not,” I replied. “They were necessary.”“Necessary is subjective,” he said smoothly.“Compliance isn’t,” I said. “It’s documented.”He smiled faintly. “We believe there may be misunderstandings regarding jurisdiction.”I leaned back when he said that and raised a questionable gaze. “Then clarify.”“Our partners operate offshore,” Victor said. “Certain flows fall outside domestic oversight.”“That’s a myth,” I rep

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   No Going Back

    Savannah“That you’re reviewing compliance structures.”“Good,” I said. “That buys us time.”Then I walked away from everything. By midmorning, the first push came from inside and Darren returned, this time accompanied by someone from legal. Polished in the way men became when they’d spent decades navigating boardrooms without leaving fingerprints.“Savannah,” he said pleasantly. “I’m Victor Hale. I represent several of our long-term partners.”I gestured to the chair. “Sit.”And he did, folding his hands quickly. “We’re concerned about recent operational interruptions.”“I’m not,” I replied. “They were necessary.”“Necessary is subjective,” he said smoothly.“Compliance isn’t,” I said. “It’s documented.”He smiled faintly. “We believe there may be misunderstandings regarding jurisdiction.”I leaned back when he said that and raised a questionable gaze. “Then clarify.”“Our partners operate offshore,” Victor said. “Certain flows fall outside domestic oversight.”“That’s a myth,” I rep

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Questions Asked

    Savannah“That’s funny. The way I see it I’m correcting inefficiencies,” I replied. “If that feels like poking, perhaps the structure is weaker than advertised.”There was a pause on that end and then he began again. “You’re interfering with agreements beyond your jurisdiction.”“I’m enforcing transparency,” I said. “Which is well within it.”“You don’t understand what you’re stepping into.”I leaned back in the seat. “I understand exactly. That’s why I stepped carefully.”Soon the silence stretched again.“You won’t be able to maintain this pressure,” the voice said. “The flow will resume.”“Not unless I allow it,” I replied calmly. “And I’m in no hurry.”I didn’t feel triumphant. That wasn’t the goal. This wasn’t about winning today. It was about forcing movement and mistakes.By mid-afternoon, Colleen reached out.“You’ve stirred something,” he said without preamble.“Good,” I replied. “I wanted a reaction.”“You’re accelerating timelines.”“Yes,” I agreed. “Yours too.”He exhaled

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Wrong Places

    SavannahI didn’t strike the head first. That was the mistake everyone made. They rushed toward the center, thinking that was where power resides, forgetting that power only survives if it’s fed.So I went for the arteries, and by seven in the morning, I was already dressed and out the door, the city was still yawning and I drove with the radio down, letting the quiet sharpen my thoughts. The plan wasn’t complicated. It just required patience and precision, two things most people lost the moment fear entered the equation.The Benedicts had built their empire on distance, between themselves and the money, between themselves and the labor, and between themselves and the consequences. Offshore operators weren’t just a shield; they were a maze. And mazes only worked if no one mapped them.And so I parked three blocks from the site and walked the rest of the way with my heels steady against the pavement. The morning air smelled like rain that hadn’t decided whether to fall. I liked morning

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   At Long Last

    SavannahI couldn’t sleep well that night. It was the kind of sleep where thoughts subside but never fully leave. Every time I turned, my mind rearranged the same pieces again and again. At long last, I woke before dawn and didn’t bother trying to fall back asleep. By the time the city began to stir, I was already dressed, coffee untouched on the counter. I stood there longer than necessary, staring at the dark liquid like it might tell me something new if I waited long enough. It didn’t. In fact, I was in a darker hole because Julian had called last night and I hesitated to answer.When I arrived at the site later that morning, the air felt different. People moved with more caution. Conversations cut short when I passed. That wasn’t paranoia. I’d learned the difference. Information was moving. There was a new gossip. Hopefully, this time, not about my hair.I called a quick meeting with two department heads to review delays. They arrived on time, polite, careful. Both Benedict-alig

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Dad Can’t Notice

    JulianEven Evan had thought he was weak for being roped into the hole. “You weren’t,” I told him. “You were targeted.”That truth had been one he couldn’t accept easily. Not because it absolved him entirely, choices were still choices, but because it reframed everything. The addiction. The pressure. The silence. All of it had been exploited with precision.The weight of it pressed into our spine. “They didn’t pick us by accident.” “No,” Evan agreed. “They picked Dad first.”My jaw tightened as the overlaps reckoned even louder. “I recognize their strategy,” I said quietly. “They are cowards.”Our father had believed he was controlling the risk. Managing it. Using dangerous tools for acceptable gain. He hadn’t realized that the tools were sharper than he was, or that they never stayed in the hand that wielded them first. I thought, briefly, about confronting him. About demanding answers. But just as quickly, I dismissed it.Emotion was a liability right now. And our father was still p

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