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RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 161
The moment I ended the call, I didn’t celebrate.I didn’t smile.Instead, I sat down at the edge of my kitchen counter, staring at the steam rising from a forgotten mug of tea. Because this wasn’t just a promotion.It was a choice.A life-altering one.Geneva meant leaving behind the organization I had rebuilt from the ground up. It meant leaving behind my team, my projects, my roots…And Jeff.That night, I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned, mind replaying everything that had led to this moment. The highs. The betrayals. The healing. The victories.I didn’t know what Jeff would say.And that terrified me.So the next morning, I told him.We were walking along the harbor, the air heavy with salt and slow waves. I stopped, my hands buried in my coat pockets.“I got a call,” I said.He turned, eyes narrowing in curiosity. “Good news?”“Depends on your definition.” I paused. “The Global Aid Consortium offered me the Executive Chair. In Geneva.”His face didn’t fall. He didn’t flinch.H
RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 160
I used to believe that public redemption came with a grand finale—a news headline, a televised apology, maybe even a round of applause. But in reality, redemption is quieter. It arrives like the tide, inch by inch. One moment you’re drowning in scandal, and the next, your head breaks the surface. Barely, but you breathe.The aftermath of the tribunal was oddly muted. The world moved on faster than I expected. Some new political scandal, a celebrity breakup—something shinier and easier to digest than corruption charges and betrayal. The media's appetite had shifted, but I remained where the storm had left me: changed.Jeff and I had stood side by side during the testimony, but silence swallowed us afterward. Not angry silence. Not even tense. Just… unsure.We didn’t rush home together. We went to our respective corners of the city, waiting to see what kind of people we’d become after all of it.It was on the third morning that my doorbell rang.I opened it to find him there. Hair sligh
RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 159
The press conference felt like a lifetime ago.The words I had spoken—calm, composed, strategic—had been rehearsed a hundred times in the mirror. But nothing had prepared me for what came after. The quiet. The exhaustion. The lingering ache of having to defend myself against lies spun by someone I once considered family.Camille’s betrayal wasn’t just personal—it was surgical. She knew exactly where to cut.Still, the public was beginning to see the truth. Donations trickled back in. Volunteers returned to the field. The media, for once, leaned in our favor.And yet, I couldn’t relax.Because while the storm outside was dying down, the one inside hadn’t finished raging.Jeff and I barely spoke. He gave me space—too much, maybe. We tiptoed around each other in the house like strangers on opposite ends of a fragile ceasefire. Even when he handed me coffee in the mornings, his fingers brushed mine like he didn’t know if he was still allowed.I didn’t know either.Because every time I clo
RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 158
The air in the press room was thick with anticipation. Cameras clicked, journalists murmured, and the weight of public scrutiny pressed heavily on my shoulders. I stepped up to the podium, the spotlight glaring."Good afternoon," I began, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. "I stand before you not as a defendant, but as a woman committed to truth and transparency."I detailed the forged documents, the unauthorized transactions, and the evidence pointing towards a deliberate attempt to undermine my credibility. I emphasized the steps taken to investigate the breach and the cooperation extended to international authorities."Integrity has always been the cornerstone of my work," I concluded. "I will not allow falsehoods to tarnish the efforts we've made to bring about positive change."JSTOR+3bhspecialty.com+3For Purpose Law Group (FPLG)+3The room erupted in questions, flashes of cameras capturing every expression. I answered each query with composure, determined to reclaim the
RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 157
We didn’t talk for three weeks.Not because of anger. Not even distance. But space—the kind that’s necessary when you no longer know where the ground is beneath you, and you need to find it again before stepping forward.Jeff kept his promise. He didn’t text. Didn’t call. Didn’t come by uninvited. The silence wasn’t cold—it was respectful. Which somehow hurt more.I read the journal.Every word.It wasn’t a confession—it was a roadmap. Of hope, then rot. Of a man trying to build something good, and getting lost in a system that rewarded silence more than integrity.It didn’t absolve him.But it made him human.And right now, I needed to make decisions not as the woman who once loved him, or even the woman who almost left him—but as the woman who was finally leading her own life.Geneva.The air was thinner here. Not just because of altitude or climate, but the sheer weight of the room I walked into.A marble-floor conference center. Rows of dark wood chairs, microphones embedded at ev
RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 156
Some people believe that the worst storms come from within—doubt, betrayal, fear.But sometimes, the real destruction arrives from the outside. Without warning. Uninvited.That morning, I woke up to the smell of cinnamon and orange peels simmering on the stove. Jeff was already downstairs, humming to himself while Eden made coffee. For a split second, I let myself believe we were normal.A couple. A family.Until my phone buzzed on the kitchen island.Unknown Number.I picked up.“Ms. Perez?”“Yes, speaking.”“This is Detective Clara Mason with the San Francisco Financial Crimes Unit. I’m calling to inform you that you, along with Mr. Jeffrey Ortega, have been listed as persons of interest in an active investigation involving international wire fraud and property laundering.”My blood turned to ice.“I’m sorry—what?”“This is in connection to a newly surfaced whistleblower from the Braga Lisbon syndicate, who alleges that you knowingly received assets linked to embezzlement.”“I—what?
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