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Senior Ms. Greene

ผู้เขียน: Author Beibah
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Arabella didn't take Axel home right away.

Instead, she drove to the mall.

Axel tried on outfit after outfit.

He didn't complain. Didn't refuse.

And if Arabella looked closely—there was a tiny spark of excitement in his eyes.

Her phone buzzed repeatedly.

Catherine. Adrian. Catherine again.

She ignored them all.

They'd had her son for five years without any interference from her.

They could handle five hours.

She switched her phone to silent and dropped it in her bag.

Just past 5 PM, Arabe
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  • Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO    Nostalgia

    Thirty minutes after dropping Axel at school, Arabella was still driving. Adrian was still giving directions."Left here. No, the next left.” "Why don't you just put the address in the GPS?” "We're almost there. Just a few more turns.”He'd said that fifteen minutes ago.They were still driving. Away from the city.Silence filled the car. Arabella kept her eyes on the road.But she could feel him staring.It made her skin prickle. She hated it.His staring shouldn't affect her.So why did it?To prove it didn't matter, she turned her head sharply.Met his eyes.Glared. Adrian flinched."What—” "Looked like a staring contest. Thought I'd join.” He looked away quickly.She turned back to the road.Smirked slightly.Silence for another few minutes."Is Axel still seeing a therapist?" Arabella's voice was carefully neutral. "You never gave me his schedule.” "Yeah, he—" Adrian scratched his head. "He goes on... uh..."Silence.He didn't know."You don't know when your own son has

  • Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO    A Good Job

    Arabella expected Catherine to be waiting in the living room, ready to complain.She wasn't.Strange. The next morning, Arabella slipped into the kitchen early."Don't prepare Axel's breakfast," she told the staff. "I'll handle it.” She made waffles from scratch.The scent of vanilla and cinnamon drifted through the house. At the dining table, the staff set down plates.Bread. Eggs.Catherine frowned."Bread and eggs?" She looked at the kitchen. "I smell waffles.” The staff exchanged glances.Said nothing.Arabella appeared from the kitchen carrying a tray.Two plates of golden waffles drizzled with syrup. Fresh cut strawberries. Two glasses of milk. Axel's eyes lit up when she set the plate in front of him. She ruffled his hair."Eat up.” She sat in the chair beside him. She looked up.Catherine and Adrian were both staring.Not at her.At the waffles. Arabella had learned to cook from a professional chef years ago.Spent hours perfecting recipes to impress them.They'd neve

  • Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO    The Deal

    "How much longer until you give her a proper office?"Ivan followed Adrian to his desk in the shared office. Adrian leaned back in his chair.Looked up at Ivan.Said nothing. Ivan took the seat across from him.Gavin entered with a folder, set it on the desk, “Here's the paperwork.” He left.Adrian opened the folder.Reviewed the investment agreement in silence.Then slid it across the desk."Review and sign.” Ivan crossed his legs, leaning back."Maybe I should add that to the investment terms.” He glanced at Arabella's desk across the room.Empty. Adrian's hand curled into a fist."You can't interfere in my relationship with Arabella.” "Relationship?"The door opened.Arabella walked in.She paused, looking between them.Ivan smiled and waved."She's my fiancée.” Arabella waved back, confused.Too far away to hear what they were saying.She headed to her desk."What relationship?" Ivan's voice was cold. "You mean besides the one where you destroyed her?”Adrian folded his ha

  • Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO    Downhill

    The room erupted in gasps.Serena's heart stopped.She'd just confessed. On record. In front of the entire board. If Ivan's investment went through, she was finished. Adrian shifted in his chair.Everyone else looked relieved. Excited.He felt sick.Ivan had no business investing in a law firm. His company was tech-based. Russian.He was doing this for Arabella. His eyes widened as he mind caught onto something. No one invested a billion dollars out of generosity.Unless—What if Arabella is with him because he can do things like this? Things Adrian never could?Arabella gestured to an empty chair at the end of the table.Ivan sat.She turned back to the board. "Still think a billion dollars is impossible?”Phones came out around the table.Quick searches.Volkov Tech. Valued at fifty billion dollars. Old money. A billion-dollar investment was pocket change for him. Serena found her voice."I've researched you, Mr. Volkov. You've never invested in a law firm. Your operations ar

  • Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO    Insider Trading

    The room erupted in gasps.Executives leaned toward each other, whispering.Disbelief. Denial.A billion dollars.That wasn't pocket change. Not even for the wealthiest families.Certainly not for a consultant on a contract. Adrian stared at her.She wouldn't bluff about this. She wouldn't. Serena cleared her throat."Ms. Greene, is this a new stalling tactic?” "Yes, a billion dollars would solve our cash flow crisis. But we all know you don't have access to that kind of capital.” Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room. “But I doubt Ms. Greene would say something like that without a reason.” Davies pointed out. Adrian's gaze moved around the table.Watching. Waiting. "Please." Serena's voice dripped with contempt. "It's been a month. The company has only gotten worse since she arrived. What has she offered besides words?” Arabella leaned back in her chair.Folded her arms.She knew Serena had a countermove. Knew exactly what it was.So why not let her dig her own grave

  • Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO    Cash Flow

    "I can see why this place has a Michelin star." Arabella took a sip of her juice. "The food is incredible." Richard smiled from across the table."Do you like it? I could buy the restaurant for you.” Arabella laughed. "Right. So I can eat myself into a coma.”They ate in comfortable silence for a while. The spread was impressive—fresh seafood, wagyu beef, delicate French pastries. "You eat your chicken wings first too?" Richard held up his own wing, grinning. "Same.” Arabella glanced at his plate.He'd cut his wing exactly the same way she had. She looked down, suddenly uncomfortable."Weird. Axel always goes for the wings first too.”Richard's smile softened."Strong genes, I guess." Pause. "I hope I get to meet him soon.” Arabella's smile didn't reach her eyes.She said nothing. They finished eating in silence. "Tell me something." The words felt heavy. "What happened between you and my mom?”She met his eyes."How did I end up in an orphanage? How did she end up dead in pri

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