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Chapter 36

Author: Raven writer
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-22 04:11:50

The Rodrigo estate was cloaked in stillness.

It was well past midnight, and the house had long since gone quiet. The faint golden sconces cast delicate shadows along the hallways, flickering slightly in the breeze that seeped in through a cracked window on the second floor. A clock somewhere ticked, slow and measured, counting time with indifference.

In the study, the air felt heavier. A lamp still burned low on the desk, casting soft light on stacks of paperwork and leather-bound books. The drawer that once concealed the hidden USB was now locked, but its presence had disturbed the balance of things—like a ripple that hadn’t yet settled.

From the hallway, a soft sound.

A click.

The study door creaked open just slightly, a sliver of shadow slicing into the room.

The figure stepped inside—tall, gloved, movements silent and assured. His face was swallowed in the black of his hood, shadows draping over his features like a veil. He left the door ajar, not bothering to close it, and walked
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  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 36

    The Rodrigo estate was cloaked in stillness.It was well past midnight, and the house had long since gone quiet. The faint golden sconces cast delicate shadows along the hallways, flickering slightly in the breeze that seeped in through a cracked window on the second floor. A clock somewhere ticked, slow and measured, counting time with indifference.In the study, the air felt heavier. A lamp still burned low on the desk, casting soft light on stacks of paperwork and leather-bound books. The drawer that once concealed the hidden USB was now locked, but its presence had disturbed the balance of things—like a ripple that hadn’t yet settled.From the hallway, a soft sound.A click.The study door creaked open just slightly, a sliver of shadow slicing into the room.The figure stepped inside—tall, gloved, movements silent and assured. His face was swallowed in the black of his hood, shadows draping over his features like a veil. He left the door ajar, not bothering to close it, and walked

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 35

    The USB felt heavy in her hand. It was so small—harmless at a glance—but Avery knew better. Its weight wasn’t physical; it was the burden of secrets, the pressure of the unknown, the quiet dread of what it might expose. She stared at it in the low lamplight of her father’s study, her breath slow and shallow.For a moment, she did nothing. She simply stood there beside the open drawer with the false bottom exposed, the device cradled in her palm like something sacred or cursed—she didn’t know which.She looked toward the desk, where her laptop waited. She had brought it down earlier, intending to answer emails she never opened. Now, it beckoned her.But just as she crossed the room, a soft knock came at the study door.Avery froze, her fingers tightening around the USB.She quickly dropped it into the drawer, replaced the false bottom, slid the documents back into place, and closed the cabinet with practiced calm. Her heart raced as the knock came again.She composed her expression and

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 34

    The rest of the day passed in a haze of quiet reflection.After Stephen’s departure, Avery didn’t return to bed. She couldn’t rest—not with her father’s condition looming over her, not with the echo of Stephen’s voice still lingering in her ears, haunting and hollow. She’d spent the morning sorting through messages and paperwork in the downstairs study, only half-focused, her fingers flipping through documents she wasn’t truly reading.The silence in the estate had never felt louder. No phone calls. No voices. Just the ticking of the antique grandfather clock near the fireplace, counting down the seconds like a quiet reminder that time, for her father, was slipping away.By early afternoon, she was back at the hospital.Shane was already there, slouched in a chair outside their father’s room, a disposable coffee cup in his hand and dark circles beneath his eyes.He stood when he saw her, wordlessly offering the cup. She declined with a small shake of her head.“Doctor came by about an

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 33

    By the time Avery returned home, the sun had already risen, casting soft amber light across the polished floors of the Rodrigo estate. The housekeeper had opened the heavy drapes in the sitting room, letting in the morning air, and the silence inside the mansion pressed on Avery like the gentle weight of exhaustion she had learned to live with.She didn’t go upstairs to change. Didn’t remove her shoes or pour herself a drink. She simply walked through the quiet, familiar halls of her father’s house, trailing her fingers along the edge of the walnut banister as if grounding herself in something she could still control.Everything felt heavier now. The lie she’d told her father still clung to her like mist, impossible to shake. And the image of him—smiling gently as he asked after Stephen—refused to leave her mind.She paused in the foyer, staring at the wide glass doors. They framed the front gardens, still trimmed and blooming, untouched by the reality unraveling just beyond them.She

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 32

    The hospital corridors had quieted now, the chaos of the earlier hours fading into an uneasy calm. The night outside pressed softly against the glass windows, bringing with it the gentle hum of city lights and the occasional cry of an ambulance far in the distance. The scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, oddly comforting in its own sterile way.Avery stood by the vending machine, though she made no effort to make a selection. Her hand rested against the cold metal, her thoughts far from snacks or caffeine. Her gaze was fixed ahead, but her mind was still in that hospital room—watching her father’s chest rise and fall with labored breaths, hearing his voice as he spoke of Stephen like he was still part of their family.She could still feel the guilt clinging to her chest, a dull ache that wouldn’t leave.A moment later, the soft scuff of footsteps pulled her out of her trance. It was Justin, carrying two paper cups of coffee. He approached without a word, his gaze lingering on her

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 31

    Avery sat quietly in the hospital’s waiting lounge beside Shane, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. The sun had started to rise outside the tall window, casting a soft orange glow across the sterile white floors. Neither of them had slept, and their father still hadn’t fully woken. The last few hours felt stretched thin, like fragile glass about to crack.“Can I see him now?” Avery asked gently as a nurse passed by with a chart.The nurse smiled politely. “We’re preparing his private room now. Just a few more minutes.”Shane leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, his face shadowed with exhaustion and barely held-together emotion. “He looked so pale when they wheeled him in,” he muttered. “I’ve seen him tired, angry, even sick… but never like that.”Avery said nothing, because she didn’t have a comforting reply. She had never seen their father as vulnerable either. It terrified her.Not long after, a nurse reappeared, gesturing to them. “You can go in now. He’s awake but weak.

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 30

    Avery descended the marble steps of the rooftop lounge, her heels clicking rhythmically beneath her. The night air had grown colder, stinging against her skin, but the pressure in her chest left her feeling hotter with every step. The party still buzzed behind her—music, laughter, the gentle hum of wealth and power—but she needed to be away from it.Away from the lies.From Tamer’s smirks. From Justin’s quiet, unreadable eyes. From the cracks forming in a world she had just begun to rebuild.Her mind was a maze of tangled thoughts as she climbed into the waiting black car. Justin held the door for her, as always, his face tight but unreadable. She gave him a tired nod and slid into the back seat, letting the soft leather cradle her weight.She didn’t speak for the entire ride home. Not to Justin. Not to herself.All she wanted was one night of peace, one moment to be still.But fate—fickle and cruel—had other plans.—The call came just as she was stepping out of her heels, alone in t

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 29

    The glow of the chandeliers inside the lounge cast a soft golden hue over the glittering guests, laughter and music echoing through the room as the celebration wore on. From the outside, the event was flawless—champagne flowing, deals being whispered in corners, and glasses raised in honor of Shane Rodrigo, who now basked in the limelight beside powerful men and women who once doubted him.But just beyond the surface of glamour and gold, deception crackled beneath the velvet air like electricity.Justin stood near the entrance, watching Avery from a distance as she moved gracefully through the crowd. Her smile was practiced, her voice polished, but he could see the fatigue in her eyes. She was doing everything she could to hold this empire together—to lead, to protect, to make everyone believe she had everything under control.He wanted to tell her everything—about Tamer, about the call to Susan, about the plan to marry her just to take control of the company. But every time he starte

  • Trillonaire Ex-Wife After Divorce    Chapter 28

    Tamer stood on the terrace, watching as Avery disappeared into the crowd of guests inside the party. The cool night air brushed against his skin, and a slow, satisfied smile spread across his face. He hadn’t missed the way she’d avoided his question about the kiss. The way she had brushed him off with a smile and a casual “Goodnight” told him more than she realized. Avery was falling for him—slowly, maybe, but undeniably. And he knew exactly how to use that to his advantage.With a deliberate glance around to ensure no one was nearby, Tamer pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed a familiar number. He waited for a few rings, pacing slowly across the terrace as he did, before a voice answered on the other end.“Tamer,” came the smooth, confident voice of Susan Anderson—Stephen’s mother. There was a subtle edge of impatience in her tone, but also a hint of anticipation. “I was wondering when I’d hear from you. I assume things are going according to plan?”Tamer smirked, leaning cas

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