WANTING MY BILLIONAIRE EX-WIFE

A bold stepThe following weeks were a blur for Ximena, a whirlwind of lawyers and paperwork and the dissolving of her marriage. Miguel, true to his nature, dismissed her threats of divorce as nothing more than an empty bluff. He believes Ximena cannot do it without him, hence refusing to finalize the divorce process. Miguel claims spilling now would affect the future they've dreamed of. Ximena eventually slows down the divorce process. She resolves that her marriage might still be worth fighting for.Miguel, seeing she has now given up on it, decided to continue with his ways On a certain evening, Ximena walks in on him, speaking on a call. He talked about how he manipulates and uses her, and how she always falls into his traps. Ximena waves it off, but Miguel's sister shoves it at her face, calling her a weakling. The humiliations became unbearable, and Ximena finalizes the Divorce process. Still believing she was just bluffing, Miguel signs the papers and agrees to split.He

As Ximena stepped out of the car and into the Antonio Enterprises building, she straightened her shoulders and took a deep breath. The towering glass walls seemed to mirror her resolve. She was no longer the timid woman who had bent over backwards to please others. This time, she was in charge. Inside the conference room, the design team had already gathered, murmuring amongst themselves about the sudden meeting. When Ximena entered, silence fell, and all eyes turned to her. “Good afternoon,” Ximena began, her voice calm but commanding. “I’ve called you here because we are about to embark on a new project. I want bold ideas, something no one has ever dared to create. This collection must make headlines and redefine what fashion means.” The team exchanged glances, a mix of excitement and apprehension flickering across their faces. A young designer named Clara raised her hand hesitantly. “Miss Antonio, do you have a theme in mind? Or a particular vision for this collection?” Xi

Tania stood by the side of the road, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her body trembling with anger. She watched as Miguel’s car disappeared into the distance without so much as a second glance back at her. Her eyes burned with unshed tears. How could he just leave her there like that?With shaky fingers, she pulled out her phone and quickly dialled her best friend’s number. It rang only twice before a cheerful voice answered.“Hey, Tania! What’s up?”Tania could barely keep her voice steady. “Ana, I need you to come pick me up. Please. Miguel left me by the roadside.”There was a short pause. “He did what?”“Please, Ana,” Tania begged, her voice cracking. “Just come. I’ll explain everything later.”“Okay, okay, calm down. Send me your location. I’m coming right now,” Ana said, her voice turning serious.Tania sent the location and hugged herself tightly, trying to keep warm against the night breeze. Every minute that passed felt like an hour, but finally, Ana’s small white c

Ximena sat at her desk, her eyes locked on the screen. The latest decoy designs had been uploaded to a secure drive, and her team had monitored every single access point.One of the fake designs had just gone public.Her plan had worked. The mole had taken the bait.Lisa knocked once and stepped in, a folder clutched in her hand. Her face looked pale but determined.“We got him,” Lisa said quietly.Ximena stood. “You’re sure?”Lisa nodded, placing the folder on her desk. “Only five people had access to the decoy folder. Four of them were cross-checked and cleared by IT. But one person stood out.”Ximena opened the folder and scanned the list. Her eyes stopped at a name she hadn’t expected.“Victor Sosa?” she read aloud.Lisa leaned closer. “He’s been working here for about seven months. Always quiet. Never caused problems. But the login records match his access time. And the leaked design was downloaded from his workstation.”Ximena’s mouth pressed into a thin line. “I want him in my

The internet exploded overnight.News sites, gossip blogs, and social media platforms were flooded with a single headline:**“Leaked Video Exposes Billionaire CEO in Alleged Scandal!”**The video had been uploaded anonymously but was spreading like wildfire.It showed Ximena, seated at a boardroom table, appearing to say: *“I don’t care how we move the money—as long as it doesn’t come back to me.”*But the footage was shaky, the audio choppy. Something felt… off. Her lips didn’t quite sync with the words. Still, that didn’t stop the world from jumping to conclusions.By morning, Ximena’s name was trending for all the wrong reasons.At Antonio Enterprises, Rafael burst into her office, his face pale, tablet clutched in hand.“Miss Antonio,” he said breathlessly. “It’s everywhere. Twitter, YouTube, and every tabloid. You need to see this.”Ximena stood behind her desk, arms folded tightly. She took the tablet and hit play.The video filled the screen.She watched silently, her expressio