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Return to the Boardroom

Auteur: Jarish143
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-25 11:49:44

The first thing Jenna remembered after the island was the smell of antiseptic.

It clung to everything—her skin, her hair, the air she breathed—so different from salt, smoke, blood, and rot. The hospital ceiling above her was blinding white, too clean, too quiet. For a long moment, she lay still, half-expecting to hear drums or the hiss of the jungle answering her breath.

Instead, she heard voices.

Low. Familiar. Breaking.

“Easy,” a nurse murmured as Jenna stirred. “You’re safe. You’re back.”

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  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Healing Tensions

    The sterile white walls of the Presbyterian Hospital's private wing felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. The scent of antiseptic and floor wax was sharp, a clinical reminder of the violence that had unfolded only hours prior. Jenna sat in a stiff, leather armchair pulled close to the bed, her eyes fixed on the rhythmic rise and fall of Daniel's chest. The heart monitor's beeping was the only sound in the room, a steady, mechanical pulse that felt far more reliable than the world outside.Daniel lay under a thin hospital sheet, his shoulder heavily bandaged where the high-caliber round had torn through muscle and bone. His face, usually an unreadable mask of stoic duty, was softened by the exhaustion of surgery and blood loss. He looked younger when he was asleep, less like the lethal weapon David had forged and more like a man who had nearly lost everything to keep a promise.Jenna's hands were clasped in her lap, her knuckles white. The guilt was a heavy, suffocating weight. She

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Bullet in the Crowd

    The strobe lights of the Pierre Hotel ballroom had long since turned into a nauseating blur of white and crimson. Jenna stood frozen at the podium, the air in her lungs feeling like shards of glass. Alice Florence, the woman who had haunted her marriage, her business, and her very survival, stood only twenty feet away, camouflaged in the mundane grey of a press pool.The red laser dot was a steady, mocking eye on Jenna's chest. It didn't waver. It was the mark of a predator who had finally cornered its prey."Hello, Jenna," Alice's voice purred, amplified by the hot mic into a sound that felt like a serrated blade across the skin. "Did you miss me?"Before Jenna could even scream, the world fractured.CRACK.The gunshot was a physical blow, a thunderclap that shattered the high-society silence of the ballroom. For a heartbeat, the room was a tableau of absolute terror. Jenna felt a violent shove, the wind knocked out of her as a heavy, solid weight collided with her, sending her sprawl

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   The Inescapable War

    The air in the high-security bunker beneath the J&J temporary headquarters was thick with the scent of ozone and unuttered tension. Jenna Anderson stood before a wall of monitors, her reflection ghostly against the scrolling data of global trade routes and encrypted chatter. Her navy suit was crisp, masking the bruises that still throbbed along her ribs—a physical reminder of the explosion that had nearly claimed her life.Beside her, Special Agent Miller of the FBI adjusted his glasses, his face illuminated by the harsh blue light of the screens. "It's confirmed, Ms. Anderson," Miller said, his voice dropping an octave. "Alice Florence didn't just survive the fallout in Europe; she's metastasized. Our intelligence indicates she has successfully established a primary cell of her new syndicate right here on U.S. soil. They're calling it 'The Obsidian Crown.' It's a hybrid—half-corporate espionage, half-militant insurgency." Jenna didn't flinch, though a cold shiver traced her spine.

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Flames of Memory

    The severed rose remained on Jenna’s desk long after the call ended.She did not throw it away.She did not move it.Because removing it would mean denying what it represented.And Jenna Hidalgo had never survived by denying reality.Only by confronting it.Morning arrived with unnatural brightness.As if the city itself had chosen to ignore the shadow tightening around her life.Black cars lined the street outside J&J headquarters.Royal insignias gleamed beneath the sun.Media swarmed like vultures sensing something historic.Inside, tension moved faster than whispers.“Is it true?”“The Crown is officially backing J&J?”“They say it’s more than business…”“They say she might become Queen.”Jenna stood at the edge of the executive floor, watching the arrival through reinforced glass.Her reflection stared back at her.Calm.Composed.Unshaken.But beneath it.A storm waited.The elevator doors opened.David stepped out.Not as a businessman.Not as an ally.But as a King.Every move

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Guarded Emotions

    The scent of antiseptic still lingered in Jenna’s memory. Even now, standing at the glass entrance of J&J’s temporary headquarters, she could almost hear the steady rhythm of hospital monitors… the faint, fragile sound that had followed Rex’s breathing the night he collapsed in her arms. She had not stayed long. She had not allowed herself to. Because staying meant feeling. And feeling, right now, was a liability. So she stepped forward. Back into war.The moment Jenna entered the building, everything shifted. Conversations died mid-sentence. Heads turned. Eyes followed. Respect. Fear. Curiosity. And something sharper beneath it all, speculation. Jenna walked past them without pause, heels striking marble with quiet authority. Her expression remained composed, unreadable, distant. Untouchable. But she heard them. Of course she did. “Is that her?” “She was at the center of the explosion…” “They say the King himself moved security just for her.” “And Rex Hidalgo—did

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Rex’s Dark Night

    Rain fell in relentless sheets, turning the city into a blurred constellation of fractured lights.Rex Hidalgo moved through it like a ghost.No escort. No convoy. No digital trail.Only instinct.For forty-eight hours, he had ceased to exist.Officially, he was unreachable. Unofficially… he was hunting.Adrian Vale’s capture had been merely the first thread. Rex had learned long ago that traitors rarely acted alone — betrayal was a chain, each link forged by desperation, greed, ambition, or fear.And Rex intended to break every single one.Beca

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Start Stripping

    The man undressed his clothes without experiencing any changes in communication and got ready. He let his chest show and posed in line with the guidelines.Jenna was the sole female present and she was astounded to see this. Her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly regarded Jeffrey."What's this?"

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Chasing After Me Like a Ghost

    Jenna scowled and cast a chilly glance at Elena's way. "Ms. Hidalgo, are you attempting to embarrass me?" she asked, lowering her eyelashes slightly, "by repeatedly bringing up this unpleasant past? Well, I am not embarrassed at all. Your family should be sorry, not me. I wonder who will ever dare

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-21

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   I Was Simply Blind

    Chris cast a sidelong glance toward Rex. He grinned arrogantly, and wildly, as if making fun of Rex's current predicament.'Look at him! Even Rex has his moments.'Mark finally overtook Rex. He followed Rex's gaze and noticed Jenna turning around to leave. "Rex, because you're already divorced, don

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-21

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Backed Up by an Old Man

    Although Emily detested Jenna because of their relationship, Emely dared not engage in a full-fledged altercation with her."Vice President Jenna, are you still harboring a grudge against me because of what occurred last time? My performance among the senior managers is among the finest, and my exp

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-21
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