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5| MY EX-WIFE? CAN’T BE!
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2026-03-25 15:48:44Cassian’s POV
My hands trembled as I stared at the countdown of the state infrastructure contract that was at zero. For eighteen months, I had bled for this. I had leveraged the penthouse, the private jets, and every offshore account I had managed to scrape together from Valerie’s old holdings. This contract was supposed to be my coronation and the moment I finally stepped out of the shadow of the St. Claire name and became a god in this city. A god that would be the talk of the town for years. I could already see myself ruling the world but just the thought made me more nervous. What if I didn’t win? I was as good as dead. "Sir," my lead analyst whispered, his voice trembling. "The portal just updated. We... we didn't get it." The silence that followed was deafening. It felt as if the oxygen had been sucked out of the room. I lunged forward, ramming my hand thoughtlessly on the table. "What do you mean we didn't get it? We were the top bidders! No one in the state has the liquidity to outmatch our offer!" It felt as though I was going crazy. I had watched the charts myself to know I was leading even as the countdown began. It only meant someone was waiting for the last moment to strike. "A last second counter bid, Mr. Thorne," he stammered, pointing at the screen as if scared of my wrath. "An anonymous firm called V. Intl. They outbid us by a fraction, but their technical execution plan is... it is flawless. The state board has already signed the preliminary intent." A pained cry tore off my lips before I could hold it in. I felt the world tilt and dizziness threatened to take over my bloodshot eyes, which were witnessing my empire burn to ashes. The doors of the room swung open, and Lydia walked in, followed by Leo and Lexi but I knew they weren’t coming to comfort me. She was draped in an expensive dress and clad in diamonds, without a care for what I was currently going through. "I told you it was a gamble, Cassian," Lydia said, her voice dripping with coldness. "You pushed too hard, like always. You got greedy, and now you have flushed our lifestyle down the drain." "Shut up, Lydia!" I barked, spinning around to face her. "I did this for us! For the family!" "Did you?" Lexi piped up, crossing her arms over her chest. "Because now the rumors are saying we might lose the house. How am I supposed to show my face at the club if we are bankrupt, Dad?" I was about to lash out at her but Leo didn't let me speak. "You acted recklessly," Leo added, his voice devoid of any respect, like always. “You were so obsessed with topping the charts that you didn't see the trap. You’re pathetic and it’s a shame you’re my dad." I looked at them, short of words for the first time. The woman I had betrayed Valerie for and the children I had lied to protect didn't see my struggles. They were just like their mother, greedy and self-centered. The realization that my life hadn’t been the fairytale I had imagined it to be after the disappearance of Valerie hit me hard. Without Valerie present to humiliate, I quickly became the prey. Lydia had spent the last five years eating away at my confidence, demanding more jewelry, more status, and more blood. It took too long for me to realize that she never loved me. She loved me for the throne I sat on and now it was collapsing. As I stared at their ungrateful faces, I exploded. "Get out!" I screamed, sweeping the files to the floor angrily. "All of you, get out! I need to think!" Lydia didn't even flinch. She only smirked at me before turning to leave. "Come on, kids. Let’s go see if my father can salvage our personal trusts before your father loses those too." They swept out of the room, leaving me alone to deal with my massive failure that was going to be the talk of the town soon. I slumped into my chair with my head in my hands. How had this happened? Eighteen months ago, mysterious buyers started snapping up my suppliers, causing stock prices to dip for no reason and no matter how I tried, I only got cold trails. No one dared to speak to me as I sat there, lost in my thoughts. The door opened again and my general manager, who was sweating profusely, made his way to my side. "Sir, I have it," he panted, holding a tablet out to me like it was a live grenade. "After a thorough search, I have found the face behind V. Intl. It was almost impossible but I got it anyway." I snatched the tablet from his hand with my heart hammering frantically against my chest. I wanted a name. I wanted someone I could sue, someone I could ruin, someone I could kill. "Who is it?" I spat, rage blinding me momentarily. "Which rival is it? Sterling? Moretti?" I looked down at the screen and saw the tablet displayed a high corporate profile. My eyes skipped over the financial stats and landed on the photograph of the CEO. I felt the air leave my lungs. The woman in the photo was stunning without doubt. She was standing tall, dressed in a sharp, red suit that screamed power. Her hair was a chic professional bob, and her hazel eyes were cold and sharp behind designer glasses. I looked her over as I wondered where the hell she came from. I could swear that I’ve never seen her at any business events. Ever. But there was something about her eyes that made fear settle in my stomach. They were the same eyes that have hunted me relentlessly for years. "No," I whispered, the tablet slipping from my numb hand and crashing on the floor. “It’s impossible.” I breathed, talking to myself. “She’s a vegetable who died years ago.” It cannot be. "Valerie," I gasped, the name tasting like ash in my mouth.
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Making My Ex-Husband Crawl 11| WHAT THE PAPERS SAY
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Making My Ex-Husband Crawl 9| DINNER AT THE TOP
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Making My Ex-Husband Crawl 8| EVERYTHING IS FALLING
Cassian's Pov I slammed the penthouse door hard enough to rattle the picture frame near the entrance."Cassian." Lydia's voice came from the bedroom. "What on earth..""She was there with Sterling," I said, walking straight past the living room and into the kitchen. I found the cabinet, went to the back of it and pulled out the bottle I kept behind everything else. "Dante Sterling. They left the gala together. Lydia appeared in the doorway in her silk robe, one earring still in, the other in her hand. She looked at me and then at the bottle. "You called me from the car," she said. "I already know.""Then help me think," I said. "I need to know how long it has been going on. Whether he is the one who has been funding her from the start. Whether this whole thing was his idea or hers.""Cassian." She walked in and sat on the edge of the counter with her arms crossed. "Stop. Just stop for one moment and listen to yourself.""I am trying to figure it out.""You are spiralling," she said
Making My Ex-Husband Crawl 7| THE NIGHT HE REMEMBERED
Valerie's PovDante walked into the corridor without rushing.He stopped a few feet from us and looked at Cassian, like the decision was done and this was just the closing out.Cassian let go of my arm."Sterling," Cassian said. He was trying to hold his voice level. He was not entirely succeeding."Walk away," Dante said."This is a private conversation," Cassian said."It stopped being private when you grabbed her," Dante said. "You and I both know that.”"You don't know what is happening here," Cassian said. "You don't know what she has done. What she has been doing for the last year to my….""I don't need to know," Dante said. "What I know is you had your hand on a woman who was not fighting back and I was standing right there. Walk away."Cassian looked at me, his jaw was tight. I looked back at him and said nothing."This is not finished," Cassian said."Not between you two," Dante said. "But tonight it is."Cassian straightened his jacket slowly. He looked at me one more time
Making My Ex-Husband Crawl 6| SAY MY NAME
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