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Chapter 46

Penulis: Leema Kamal
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-19 20:24:23

VICTORIA

The dark figure was still standing over my bed, looking tall and still as he watched. Daniel didn’t rush or hide. He just stood there like he owned the space or he belonged in the room.

My body reacted before my mind could catch up. A sharp chill ran up my spine. My hands tingled. My heart slammed hard against my ribs. Every part of me screamed to move, shout, or destroy the screen in front of me.

But I didn’t. I stayed where I was.

Clark swore loudly behind me and took a step forward, pure rage making his whole body tense. I lifted my hand without turning around.

“Don’t,” I said.

My voice shook, but I didn’t raise it. I refused to give Daniel the pleasure of hearing the sound of my fear. My knees trembled, but I locked them in place. I would not collapse. Not now. Not here.

On the screen, the shadow leaned closer to the bed. A hand reached out slowly, almost gently. Fingers brushed through my hair like it was familiar. Like it was allowed.

My stomach clenched so hard I thoug
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  • The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire    Chapter 53

    ISABELLA I didn’t sleep that night.I tried. I really did. I lay in bed with my laptop closed, staring at the ceiling, telling myself I was being dramatic. That what happened at the preview was just another rich-people stunt. Smoke, mirrors, and ego.But my gut wouldn’t shut up.It kept twisting like it knew something my brain didn’t want to face yet. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. The duplicate. The way she stood. The way she smiled just a second too late. The way she moved like she was following invisible marks on the floor.That wasn’t normal.By sunrise, I gave up pretending. I rolled out of bed, pulled on a hoodie, and drove straight to my office. The city was still half asleep, so the lights were dull, and the streets were quiet. I liked it that way. Less noise, more peace.I made coffee that tasted too bitter and sat down in my chair, rubbing my temples. My head already hurt, but I ignored it. If I waited until I felt ready, I’d never start.I tied my hair up, cracked

  • The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire    Chapter 52

    VICTORIAThe building smelled like money and nerves.That was how I always knew an event was working. The place had clean floors and soft lights. Champagne was flowing like water, and there was a room full of people pretending they weren’t desperate to be impressed. The private preview was invite-only, with phones locked away at the door, and security everywhere. There was no press, so there would be no leaks. Just power watching power.Exactly how I liked it.I stood near the center of the room, calm, hands relaxed, wearing a black silk dress that moved when I moved. It wasn’t flashy or soft, but it was bold enough to make people look twice. My designs were displayed behind me on raised platforms, models standing still like living statues. Every piece told the same story: skill, control, and precision. Clark stood a few steps behind me, close enough that I could feel him without turning around. He wore a dark suit with no tie, sleeves rolled just enough to show the strength in his

  • The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire    Chapter 51

    TRENTI didn’t plan to meet her.That was the first lie I told myself that night, and it actually sounded believable in my head for a moment.But the truth sat heavily in my chest while my car idled under the bridge, engine low, lights off, rain tapping against the roof.I should have driven away. I knew that. I really did. Every part of me knew this was a bad idea. Margaret Carter never did anything without a reason, and her reasons usually ruined people.Still, I stayed.The bridge above me groaned as a truck passed. Water dripped from the concrete in slow drops, each one hitting the ground with a soft splash. It felt like a countdown, like once it reached zero, something would happen.I checked my phone again, even though I already knew what I’d see.Unknown Number: You have to be there. Don’t disappoint me again.My jaw tightened. I shoved the phone into my pocket and leaned back in the seat, staring at the dark road ahead.Disappointing Margaret had consequences. I had learned th

  • The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire    Chapter 50

    VICTORIAThe secure location we went to smelled like disinfectant and burnt coffee. It was the kind of smell that was clean, but felt like it was hiding something rotten underneath. I hated it the moment I stepped in.Diana sat on the edge of the couch, wrapped in a thick gray blanket. Her knees were pulled to her chest. Her hands shook so badly that the fabric rustled every few seconds. Mascara streaks ran down her cheeks in uneven lines, and her lips kept trembling like she was cold, even though the room was very warm.She looked small. She had never looked small before.Clark stood near the window with his back half turned to the room. His arms were crossed tightly over his chest, and his shoulders were tense too. He kept staring out at the city lights. Elio hovered near the kitchen island with his laptop open, pretending to type while listening to every word. The guards stayed outside the door.I remained standing.I didn’t sit because sitting felt like sympathy, and Diana had alr

  • The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire    Chapter 49

    CLARKThe water didn’t rush in all at once. It crept in bit by bit.That was the worst part.It slid across the concrete floor slowly. The smell hit me first as the odor of old metal and river rot invaded my nostrils and burned the back of my throat.My boots were soaked within seconds.“Move,” I barked at the guards. “Now.”They reacted quickly, spreading out and checking the hallways while the alarm kept screaming overhead. The red lights flashed so hard that they made everything feel unreal, and it felt like we were inside a bad dream that refused to end.Victoria stood near Diana, as still as stone.She wasn’t panicking. She wasn’t rushing. She wasn’t even looking at the water climbing around her heels. Her face stayed calm and focused, almost distant.And that scared me even more than the flooding.I grabbed Diana before the water rose any higher. She cried out when I lifted her, clutching my jacket like she was afraid I’d drop her back into hell. Her body shook hard against mine

  • The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire    Chapter 48

    VICTORIAMargaret didn’t look rushed. She didn’t look afraid. She didn’t even look guilty.She stood in front of Diana like we were at a calm family meeting and not a dirty water plant filled with rust, fear, and knives. The blade in her hand stayed steady. Diana sobbed behind the gag, and her body shook so hard that the pole rattled.“I was never going to kill her,” Margaret said smoothly, like she was correcting a small misunderstanding. “That would be pointless.”My chest felt tight, but my face stayed blank. I refused to give her anything.“She’s my daughter,” Margaret continued. “I may not be a perfect mother, but I’m not a monster.”Diana let out a muffled cry, her eyes wide as she looked at me. Tears soaked her cheeks. Her makeup ran in dark streaks, making her look smaller somehow. Weaker too.“She was leverage,” Margaret added. “Nothing more.”Clark took one quick step forward. “You sick—”I lifted a hand without looking back. He stopped, but I felt his anger rolling off him

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