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My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! Chapter Eighty Two
Locket’s EchoRosanna’s POV~I was in the study when Valenticia’s feed came from my monitor. Galden Exposed danced on the screen. She had called Ravi Patel by name, linked Lazareth inextricably to the illegal serum trade, and shaken Gregor’s empire to its foundation.I could feel it in my chest — a gradual, creeping terror. Gregor would come for us now. He had always been brutal, but Valenticia’s defiance would lose something much worse from him. I’d seen that rage once, during Eleanor’s time. I had lived beneath it. And now, it was rising again.I fisted the locket around my neck—Eleanor’s locket—its warm silver rose coin burning beneath my hand. It was Eleanor's gift to her now, parent to child, a sign of lineage. But it was more than that. It held something deeper.“That’s your mom’s final gift,” I whispered to Valenticia over the secure line. “It has another chip inside — encrypted information.”There was a crackling gasp in my earpiece. “What’s in it, Nana?”My heart swelled. She
My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! Chapter Eighty One
Stockpile's HeartGregor’s POV~I was in the central part of my Lazareth bunker. The machines around me hissed and clicked, and vials of serum flowed from them. My heritage, my rifle, my will—compressed and packed, a row of chemical peace perfected.A smile played at the corner of my mouth while the vials rolled off the line. “Valenticia’s just a waste of life,” I muttered low, my voice nearly drowned out by the buzzing. I was wearing gray today.Vallentcia Clawford had thought she could unravel me with her shabby little leak—board contacts, buyers lists, and financials she could barely read. It was the last thing she knew she was doing.But then her voice came crackling over the command center speakers. Another episode of Galden Exposed appeared on the screen. She was broadcasting again. Loud, smugly and infuriatingly familiar.Her language made me think of Eleanor, not my friend, but my aunt. The woman who had blocked me back then, with shaking hands. “You’re a monster, Gregor,” she’
My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! Chapter Eighty
Shadow's DealStefan’s POV~I squatted in a Seryne safehouse, the stale atmosphere heavy with damp and regret, guilt a blade cleaving through my chest. Valenticia’s face — her piercing hazel eyes, her faith in me broken because of my cafe heart-to-heart with Natasha — haunted me. I’ve hurt her, I thought, feeling my heart like a raw wound. It was Gregor Galden’s doing, driving the deal with the threat to her life—“Spy on her, or she dies”—a bargain I despised but accepted to keep her alive. As the safehouse’s crumbling walls closed in and Seryne’s neon buzz filtered through the boarded windows, terror spiked as I hacked into the logs that tracked Natasha’s serum shipments on a burner laptop. “For you, Valenticia,” I muttered under my breath, sabotaging her lines, shipping crates to no man’s land, resolve dimming like a light with a short in it.There, too, fear pulsed, casting Gregor’s spies a shadow I couldn’t shake. Their drones had been buzzing Seryne’s alleys last night, hunting m
My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! Chapter Seventy Nine
Pier’s Reckoningvalenticia's POV~I was on Seryne’s pier, the waves beating below, a roaring noise, blitzed by the fear in my chest. Ravi Patel stood at the end of the pier, a silhouette against the lights, smirk chilling, slowly turning my way. “You’re late, Clawford.” Mentz snarled, that cutting-in-the-air voice of his, which sounded like sanding boards across salt air. My heart pounded, fear sharp—Christ, he’s Gregor’s mole, but how much more does he know? The tape recorder in my pocket hummed, awaiting his confession, heavy with Rosanna’s file, my satchel. Eleanor’s locket was warm against my clothes, and my mother’s voice whispered against the locket-- Hush, my star--and I was determined. “Speak, Ravi,” I said sternly — “why would you betray us?” His laughter was ice, “Stefan has delivered you to Gregor - your lover has sold you out”. My heart split, agony shard piercing through—Stefan?Fear spiked, piercing doubt—are we already lost? I held the phone, live-feed of Seryne’s und
My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! Chapter Seventy Eight
Traitor’s GameNatasha's POV~I braced myself against the rusted railing of my Seryne dockside lair, the scent of salt and diesel tearing at my nostrils, a smirk pulling at my lips while I paged through Ravi Patel’s intel on my tablet. “She’s trapped,” I grumbled, Valenticia Clawford’s leaks—the ousting of Galden’s board, the tying of Lazareth to serum—gleaming like pressed metal I’d soon squash. The shadows of the warehouse danced, decoy serum crates slumbering, my effort to bait Valenticia wobbling as purchasers recoiled from her transmission. A small bright flicker of fear—Gregor’s going to turn me in, isn’t he? My leather jacket groaned, red hair spilling over one eye, my knife’s handle cool in my hand, a leash to hold on to. Gregor’s sham arrest, his cold voice echoing in my head from our previous conversation, was a chain I would’ve broken, but now his silence bit at me— what was he up to? And drove the fear down, the ambition searing to overtake him.The tablet’s blue light ca
My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! Chapter Seventy Seven
Dr. Patel's POV-Rosanna’s file lay open on my desk, and it screamed betrayal: Ravi, my brother, named as Galden’s mole. How could he? I thought, my hands shaking, our memories as boys — sharing kites under Mumbai’s sky — in flames now. Fear shot through me like a cold pulse as I opened a secure line to Valenticia, my voice quavering: “Ravi’s double-crossing you, releasing your plans to Gregor. Her breathless voice snapped: “Patel, you’re sure?” I clutched at the desk, “Rosanna’s evidence—it’s him. The thing was, my Galden past — as a serum trigger-maker — was smothering me with shame. I had made this bad dream, I thought, feeling a surge of fear. Valenticia’s firm, “Get proof,” centred me, but dread murmured — can I meet my brother?The monitors hummed, Valenticia’s Galden Exposed leak looping, Ravi’s name a wound. I hacked a drive stolen from him, serum formulas I’d designed, reworked now for warheads…and I can’t do it, Ravi, my fingers fumbling, heart pounding—he’s not the Ravi I u
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