My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 261 - チャプター 270

ARIA’S POVThe next day, there is chaos. As I check the headlines, I nearly faint. "Aria Wilson, AKA Miss Cook, the illegitimate daughter of Dave Wilson and stripper, Susan Cook." I can’t believe my eyes. The words blur as I reread them, hoping it's a mistake. But the headline remains, glaringly real. My heart races, my mind spins, and a sickening dread settles in my stomach.I am still processing the shock when my father, Nathan, and Neal come into the dining room, their faces grave and lined with worry. The weight of the revelation hangs heavily in the air. My father had ensured that after announcing I was his daughter, my last name was changed to Wilson. The official story was that I had been lost as a baby and hence, was carrying the name Cook given to me by my adoptive parents. No one had ever dug deeper into my past—until now. The news about my mother being a stripper feels like a betrayal of the careful narrative we had constructed.Although some had kept addressing me as Aria

ADAM’S POVAria Wilson, AKA Miss Cook, the illegitimate daughter of Dave Wilson and stripper, Susan Cook.The headlines about Aria’s illegitimacy and her mother being a stripper floods my senses, but it doesn’t change anything for me. Her past, her lineage—none of it matters. I have realized that I love her ever since the day she left my house with nothing, embodying resilience and grace. I love her for the woman she is, not for her status or background. This revelation hits me with a force that’s both comforting and agonizing.The world is so cruel. Just because Aria is a successful business lady, one mistake in the past that is none of her fault, crops up in such a manner. I know that she has many rivals and enemies, but I’m wondering who it may be doing her dirty yet again; Ethan? Regis? My mother?I want to reach out to her and be her support. Yet, I hesitate. The fear of her rejecting my help, thinking it stems from pity, paralyzes me. I want to make amends for all the ill-treatm

ARIA’S POVMario calls me to inform me about Charlotte. The details are staggering. What a despicable woman—not only at work but also in her personal life, she has engaged in abominable activities. I save this piece of information for future use against her. At least now, I am sure that it's her who has orchestrated this attack against me.“Oh, Lord! What a bitch!”“Indeed. I am sending you all the proof via email.”“Thank you so much, Mario.”Determined to take action, I decide to talk to my Dad and lay a trap for Charlotte. I want her to spill the beans, to confess her involvement.“The company is yours. Go ahead and do what you should to restore order.”“Thanks for trusting me, Dad.”“You always have my support my child.”A hug from my Dad brings solace to my heart and I feel like I am ready to deal with issue. Thankfully, Neal and Nathan have taken care of dousing the news, enabling me to focus more on solving the company issue as soon as possible.First, I need to see how Charlot

ARIA’S POV“Not only the subcontractors, but the executive management.”As I declare that we are working on cutting the cost of the senior management executives, the room is taken aback. The shock is visible on their faces. I follow this by stating that I will start by stepping down as CEO.“So, let it start from me.”I clearly state that right now, our priority should be to save the jobs of our junior staff and ensure they are not affected until the situation improves.“No! That’s impossible! This is wrong.”Charlotte's reaction is immediate and furious. She starts protesting, insisting that a company cannot function without a CEO. Her anger flares, and she tries to undermine my proposal, her voice rising with each word.I counter her by explaining that a CEO’s role is to secure business opportunities and drive growth. But given our current situation, where no one will grant us projects due to the scandal, we must adapt. We won't resort to begging for business; instead, we'll manage

ARIA’S POVAs I confront Charlotte about her actions, the room is thick with anticipation. Her colleagues and the management watch closely, sensing the gravity of the moment. Charlotte's confidence begins to waver, her composure slipping as I lay out the details of her betrayal. The room is silent, all eyes fixed on her, the weight of the accusation hanging in the air.“Do these ring a bell? Your ex-boyfriend and the tragic death of your infant?”As I lay bare the full extent of Charlotte's treachery, her composure begins to crack. The shock ripples through the room like a tidal wave, murmurs of disbelief and surprise spreading among the assembled executives. Charlotte’s eyes widen in horror, her face draining of color.The gravity of her betrayal becomes evident as I reveal that she was not acting alone. Her boyfriend, a journalist, had been complicit in leaking sensitive information about my past.“You really worked pretty hard, Charlotte, but not hard enough.”I giggle and this rev