Revenge Of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

ResolveShe watched as James walked out of her office.Five years and he had the temerity to walk into her office to say he was sorry for getting her into the fix she had been in.But did revenge even matter anymore? She had been at her lowest when Damon filed for the divorce and got it. Wretched than she had been before meeting him. The twist was that he had gotten married to her sister, Lily.She had decided to leave the past behind her and focus on what the future had in store for her. And she had been right.She was already richer than her sister, and more than halfway to beat Damon's net worth. And it was also true that she was heading back to the United States of America to head her company's new branch over there.So it seemed that James was still Damon's secretary and he could pull some strings to get the necessary information he wanted.The rest of the day was filled with so much thinking that she had to leave for home earlier than usual.

RageThe moment he walked into the living room, Damon cleared the table in one swoop and the flower vases fell to the floor."What's the problem? Why are you angry?" Lily asked, completely oblivious to the problem at hand."Your sister is the problem! the fucking problem!" Lily was confused as to what he was saying "What are you talking about?" "Your sister, Ava. Didn't you see her at the party?" Lily had not seen Ava at the party. And hearing her sister's name after five years was something that stole her composure. "Ava? At the party?" Damon poured himself a drink. "Yeah, she was there. And she had gotten some high position in Maron, so she had some sway over my investors.""The same Maron we have been competing with?" "Yeah," Damon said and swallowed his wine. "And what with all the stuff that happened five years ago I have a feeling she is here for more than just a competition. You should talk to her."Lily frowned. She didn't like that su

Her Father's Killer Well, that was unbelievable. Never expected that something as sinister as that would ever happen to her family. And it was happening to her right under her nose, and she didn't even know about it all this while.Who could Ava blame?She was all cooped up in what felt like some miserable marriage to a man who didn't even want her at all.Didn't even try to find out the real reason her father had left this world. Well, she had been drinking herself to a stupor the same day that he was buried. All because of the pain that Ava felt inside of her. And Lily had been there to mourn and drink with her, but she had ulterior motives. How the hell could she have been so blind to all of that? How could she have shut her mind and her eyes to what had been sitting in front of her all this time? "I don't think you should blame yourself, Ava," James said to her. He was showing some concern but that wasn't even what Ava needed. She was expecting

The SignAva couldn't tell the reaction to Damon's face because it was too dark to notice any of his facial features.But he leaned away from her as if she was about to spit into his face."What the hell are you into, Ava?" he demanded. His voice held the trail of disgust. As if he was very much unsatisfied with what she had said to him. "How could you say a thing like that? He was my friend. What reason would I have had to kill him? Wasn't even in the country when he had his accident.""I wasn't talking about your friend, Damon Blackwood," Ava told him.He was momentarily confused. Then it cleared and he understood what she meant."Seriously?" Damon asked. "You are asking if I had a hand in the death of your father?" She said nothing. Just struck a defiant pose and folded her hands across her breasts. Damon scoffed. Like he could not even believe what she was asking him. She had come back from Canada, or wherever it was, she had been just to come t

The Cheater Damon caught it with one hand and thought about handing it back to her immediately.But he held it instead.She looked at the compress, hoping that he would just throw it back at her without her having to tell him.But he didn't do anything like that."I brought you here so that we could talk, Ava," he said."Talk about what?" she asked him."Could have left you in the car, still parked at the same damn place. Graveyard. But I didn't think that would be gentlemanly of me. So I brought you here."He reached forward and handed the cold compress back to her. Ava took it and held it to the back of her head again. She waited for him to say whatever it was he wanted to say to her. He poured himself a drink. She used that opportunity to look around the suite that she was staying in. It looked very unnecessary to her. Well, the man had a lot of money to spare. So some penthouse suite was probably nothing to afford. Damon had a big house and an expen