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The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back Chapter 10
THE REFUSAL(Serena's POV)The lawyer's office smelled like leather and old money. The kind of scent that clung to everything in Manhattan's most expensive legal firms. Mahogany panels lined the walls. Crystal decanters filled with amber liquid sat on antique side tables. Oil paintings of long-dead judges stared down from their gilded frames.I sat across from William Hartwell, Eleanor's personal attorney for thirty years. His silver hair was perfectly styled, swept back from his forehead in waves that probably cost more to maintain. His charcoal suit was tailored to perfection, every line sharp enough to cut glass. Behind him, law books lined the walls like soldiers in formation, their leather spines bearing the names of cases that had shaped the city's power structure.The baby kicked hard against my ribs as I shifted in the plush leather chair. Twenty-six weeks now. Strong and restless, like it could sense the weight of the decision hanging in the air. I pressed my hand to my stoma
The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back Chapter 9
THE VISIT(Serena's POV)The prison smelled like bleach and broken dreams. The scent hit me as soon as I walked through the heavy metal doors.I walked through the metal detectors, my heels clicking against the polished concrete floor. The sound echoed off the walls like gunshots. The baby kicked restlessly in my womb, as if sensing the tension that radiated from every pore of my body."Mrs. Vaughn?" A guard approached me. His uniform was pressed and clean. His badge read "Martinez." "This way, please."He led me through a maze of corridors painted institutional green. The color reminded me of hospitals and morgues. Places where people went to die."The VIP wing," he explained as we walked. His voice was respectful. "Your... arrangement... has been very generous to the city."I nodded but didn't speak. Money talked, even in prison. Especially in prison.The visiting room was nicer than I'd expected. Actual chairs instead of metal stools. A table with a clean surface. Windows that actu
The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back Chapter 8
THE ARREST(Damien’s POV)The handcuffs bit into my wrists like metal teeth. Cold and sharp. They left red marks on my skin. I sat in the back of the police car, watching my family's empire crumble through bulletproof glass. News vans lined the estate's circular driveway like hungry wolves. Camera flashes lit up the night like fireworks. Every flash captured another piece of our humiliation. "Blackwood heir arrested!" I could already see the headlines. "Dynasty falls!"Eleanor sat beside me, her silver hair still perfect despite everything. Even in handcuffs, she looked like a queen about to be executed. Her black silk dress didn't have a single wrinkle. Her spine was straight as steel. "This is temporary," she said quietly. Her voice was steady as stone. I wanted to believe her. But the way the officers had read our rights... The way they'd searched our house like they owned it... This wasn't temporary. This was the end of everything. "Grandmother..." I started. "Don't." Her vo
The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back Chapter 7
THE TRAP(Damien's POV)The grandfather clock in Eleanor's study chimed eleven-thirty when I finally worked up the nerve to knock."Enter."I pushed open the heavy oak doors. Eleanor sat behind her antique desk, her silver hair perfectly coiffed despite the late hour. She wore her signature black silk, the fabric catching the firelight like oil on water."Grandmother." I stepped forward, my dress shoes silent on the Persian carpet.She didn't look up from the ledger spread before her. "You're late.""I was handling the Langley situation.""Mmm." Her pen scratched against parchment. "And did you handle it? Or did your wife handle you again?"The words stung because they were true. While I'd been chasing ghosts in empty safes, Serena had been three steps ahead, playing a game I was only beginning to understand.Eleanor finally looked up, her pale blue eyes sharp as winter ice. "Sit."I settled into the leather chair across from her desk, the same chair where she'd questioned me as a chi
The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back Chapter 6
THE WILL (Serena's POV) The private jet's cabin hummed softly as we soared above the Atlantic. The leather seats smelled of expensive cologne and fear-induced sweat. I stared at the will document on my tablet, the words swimming before my exhausted eyes like fish in murky water. "To Serena Vaughn Blackwood, my granddaughter-in-law, who showed more steel in three years than my blood relatives have in thirty..." My hands shook as I read it again. And again. The baby kicked restlessly against my ribs, as if sensing my turmoil. I pressed a palm to my stomach, whispering softly, "Easy, little one. Mommy's just having a moment." Elena paced the narrow aisle, her red Louboutin heels clicking against the marble floor like a metronome counting down to disaster. Her usually perfect hair was disheveled, dark strands escaping her chignon to frame her flushed face. "This has to be fake. Eleanor would never..." "Never what?" I looked up, my voice hoarse from exhaustion and disbelief. "Never r
The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back Chapter 5
THE BEGINNING (Serena’s POV)The lab hummed with silent tension at 3:47 AM. I pressed my palm against the frost-coated cryogenic chamber, watching my breath form a mist on the steel surface. Inside the chamber slept the real NV-147 prototype, the one not even my investors had seen. The one Damien's spies would never find. “Temperature holding at -196 Celsius,” murmured Dr. Chen, her gloved fingers dancing across the monitoring system. “Neural matrix remains stable.”Elena leaned against the lab table, arms crossed. “You're sure the decoy worked?” A smile tugged at my lips as I recalled the security feed from the townhouse, Damien's furious face when he'd found the empty safe. “Like clockwork.”The real breakthrough wasn't in some dusty closet. It was here, buried beneath Vaughn Innovations' flagship lab, accessible only through a biometric elevator even our employees didn't know existed. I ran a hand over the slight swell beneath my lab coat. Twenty-two weeks. Twenty-two week
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