All Chapters of After Divorce, I Became A Multi-Billionaire: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Audrey struggled for breath as she began to tap his hand, which was already restricting the airflow from her lungs, and it was as if his eyes burned with more anger because the veins of his hands popped out more visibly.Without thinking too much, she raised the pointed tip of the shoe she was wearing as she positioned her hands firmly, on the railings for support. With a force, while struggling hard to breathe, she sent a kick to the middle of his legs. The pain caused Andre to groan as he instantly snatched his hand from her neck and grabbed his crotch in pain, which made it easy for Audrey to instantly spring forward instead of falling over because of the force he had used to shove her against the railings. Immediately, she dialed Zoe's number as fast as she could on her escape, as she scurried away from where Andre almost choked the life out of her, her ragged breaths uneven, and her heart beating so fast. Momentarily lost for the right words to say as soon as Zoe picked up Aud

Isla had so many questions in her head, and she could barely process them, as she remained still frozen where she sat, her lungs tightening so hard. Her thoughts were jammed like traffic in a heavy storm.‘She was not Mill’s biological child. Andre wasn’t either. Only Malcolm and Ivy!’ her heart plummeted, as her brain registered it again, while alternating between larva hot and icy cold. Her head threatened to expand and burst open because the shock was too much for it to bear.‘Did her father know too? Did he know all along that they weren’t his?!’ She trembled in fear, barely breathing, when she realized again that the man she had called her father wasn’t hers.‘No. Then he would not have expected so much from Andre. He would not have been so disappointed in him over and over, while trying to train him for the conglomerate,’ she tried to console herself, hoping that somehow he wouldn’t know. That he would never know.‘And from the way her mother spoke, it didn't seem like he should

Isla Meyer had sneaked into her father's bedroom when the head maid entered his room that evening to clean the place, unknown to her that her father was returning that night, which was why the place, which had been so guarded, was suddenly let open. She had successfully duplicated his fingerprint by making a mold of it by dusting his prints off his coffee mug for months already, which was what she used to open the metallic door to his study. She was also sure that the motion sensors would miss her if she was right on time when the housekeeper stepped out of the room. All she wanted to do was figure out where he kept his will. The very one his lawyer had brought to him for corrections a few days before his traveling, that she witnessed. She wanted to find it, know what was in it, and figure out what was in store for her, and how she would turn the tide for her good. Knowing where he had most of his However, Isla got more than she bargained for when she suddenly heard the doors to t

Driving softly and calmly through the highway of the city in the early hours of the morning, Malcolm's mind continued to drift at the deepest part of the sea of his thoughts, which was threatening to drown him. The ones he wanted to never think about anymore, but haunted his head relentlessly since the day before. He remembered how everyone had stepped out of the meeting room with regret after tides had turned against them, with each person planning in their hearts how to beg, pull out, or run because they knew he would be out to draw blood for their cheap betrayal. The new dual class system Justine suggested during the meeting ruined everything for them the more. However, that wasn't even the most eroding issue that overwhelmed his heart with sadness and anger at the same time. It was the suffocating, unbelievable moment when he had to stand before his mother after the meeting had ended. The moment everyone had left, leaving just the two of them.Malcolm couldn’t shake her face off

At exactly 9:30 AM, Zoe arrived at the mall through the backdoor because reporters were still swarming the front door, and called for a meeting among her executives immediately. And by the time she entered the boardroom ten minutes later, the last person on the crisis team had settled into their seats.She didn't bother to drop any speech since it was a continuation of the meeting they ended the previous day, and just went straight to the point, expecting the best out of them. “All right,” she began, “Let us hear from you, Elise,” Zoe instantly turned to the head of the operation, “What are we onto today?”Elise stood up instantly, and reported all she had spent the night drafting out, “We got confirmation from internal audit this morning. Tampering was localized to frozen Chicken Bay 3. Override logs confirm that access was used between 3:00 and 3:15 A.M, Monday morning. No other cold units were affected. No breach in dry goods, dairy, meat, or produce, and no refrigeration failure