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Chapter 36
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2026-09-09 22:37:49
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MY HUSBAND KILLED OUR MARRIAGE. I BURIED HIS EMPIRE. Chapter 41
AdrianYesterday didn’t leave me.The paper in my pocket, the smell of antiseptic, the man’s voice saying _altered_ and _closed quickly_ — it all sat under my skin.I realized then that this was deeper than debt, deeper than Lancaster, deeper than Vivian leaving me five years ago.So first thing I did when I got home was call my secretary.“Elena, I need you to look into hospital records,” I said. “St. Mary’s. Five years ago. Vivian Sinclair.”She didn’t ask why. She never did.“I’ll start first thing, sir.”Now it was morning.I walked into Lancaster at 8:15am. The building was too bright. Too clean. My mind wasn’t here. It was on Celeste’s father.Mr. Whitmore.He hadn’t called in three days. Not about the wedding. Not about the merger we were supposed to finalize next month. That wasn’t like him. He liked control. He liked calls.And I was having a bad feeling about it.My plan was simple. Get to my office, give him a call, confirm that we were still partners. Confirm that nothing
MY HUSBAND KILLED OUR MARRIAGE. I BURIED HIS EMPIRE. Chapter 40
VivianThe next morning started before sunrise.My phone buzzed at 5:17am. I was already awake. I hadn’t slept. Not really. I’d laid in bed with the lights off and watched the ceiling, going over every move Adrian could make next.By the time the screen lit up, I already knew what it would say._Brief: Lancaster financial defense initiated. Aggressive asset protection underway._I opened it.Adrian had started moving. Shifting holdings. Liquidating what he could. Calling banks at 4am like he thought no one would notice. Trying to lock down whatever was left of Lancaster before I could touch it.I was amused. I actually laughed, once, into my empty coffee mug.It was like I could read his mind. Panic first. Then control. Then more panic when he realized control wasn’t enough.He was doing exactly what I expected him to do.I got up, showered, and was at the Swiss bank by 7am. The building was quiet. The kind of quiet that only happens when people are afraid to be the first to speak.I
MY HUSBAND KILLED OUR MARRIAGE. I BURIED HIS EMPIRE. Chapter 39
AdrianThe car slowed.I looked up and realized we were two blocks from Pier 17. The streetlights were dim here. The pavement was cracked. There was graffiti on the warehouse walls and the smell of salt and rot in the air.“Stop here,” I told the driver.He pulled to the curb.“Sir?”“Get out,” I said. “Walk home. Don’t tell anyone about this. Not my secretary. Not security. Not anyone.”His eyes flicked to me in the mirror. He’d been with me for four years. He knew better than to argue.“Yes, sir.”He nodded once, got out, and drove away without looking back.The silence after the engine faded was immediate.I started walking.The place looked abandoned. It probably had been for years. Broken windows. Boarded doors. Weeds growing through the concrete. My shoes crunched over glass and gravel. Every step echoed.I kept my hands in my pockets. My phone was in one of them, the message still open. _Come alone._Moments later I reached it. A torn-down residential building. Half the roof wa
MY HUSBAND KILLED OUR MARRIAGE. I BURIED HIS EMPIRE. Chapter 38
AdrianThe call ended.I didn’t wait for the doors to fully open before I was moving. The reporters were already there, crowding the steps, cameras flashing like lightning.“Mr. Lancaster! Is it true?”“Did Vivian just take control of the bank?”“Are you going to respond to the acquisition?”I ignored them. Every single one.My jaw was tight and my hands were in my pockets so I wouldn’t do something stupid like punch a lens.The driver had the car door open. I slid in and the sound of the door closing cut the noise in half. Not enough.As we pulled away from the building, I leaned back and forced myself to breathe. To think.Vivian.I kept turning it over in my head. How much of Lancaster’s debt was actually in her hands now? There had to be a leeway. A gap. Something I could use. We weren’t small. We had leverage. We had assets.I pulled out my phone and called my secretary.“Marissa,” I said the second she picked up. “I need you to pull every exposure report we have. Every loan, eve
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LenaIt had been three days.Three days since the device showed up. Three days since that message, since that address, since everything went wrong.And to my surprise, nothing had happened.No one had come for me. No exposure. No black car waiting at the gate. The people behind the device hadn’t sent another message either. It was almost like it had never occurred. Like I’d imagined the whole thing and the fear in my chest was just for show.Even Niccolò had been distant. Busy. I didn’t know what he was working on, but it was big. I could tell by the number of black-suited men moving through the house like ghosts. They didn’t talk to me. They didn’t even look at me. But they were everywhere. Hallways, the courtyard, by the gate. His world had gone quiet and sharp at the same time.I finished my breakfast alone at the long marble table. The toast was cold by the time I got to it. My hands were steady, but my stomach wasn’t.After, I went back to my room. I had things I wanted to work o
MY HUSBAND KILLED OUR MARRIAGE. I BURIED HIS EMPIRE. Chapter 36
The paper felt heavy in my hand as I pushed through the crowd of reporters, keeping Celeste close beside me. Cameras flashed from every direction, and questions followed us down the corridor, but I barely heard any of them. My attention remained fixed on the document she had given me.Every line confirmed what she had told me.My face went pale as I reached the final page and saw the official seal stamped at the bottom. The document was legitimate. Celeste had not been pretending, and Vivian really had gained control of the Swiss bank and the funds connected to it.“How can this be real?” Celeste asked as we reached a secluded corridor. Her voice had dropped, and I could hear the fear in it. “Adrian, tell me you think this is some kind of mistake.”I stared at the seal again before shaking my head.“You were not joking.”Celeste's expression changed immediately. The color drained from her face as she looked at the document in my hand.“What are we going to do?”“I don't know yet.”My
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