บททั้งหมดของ The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Flora was still fuming as she ended her call with Eva, and she wasted no time in dialing Damien's number, bursting with the need to let him know the latest development. Relief washed over her as his voice filled her ear. She poured out the details of the article, her voice trembling with anger. Within the hour, Damien's lawyers had contacted the gossip site. The article vanished like smoke, the URL displaying a generic "unavailable" message. A small victory, but the damage was done. Screenshots of the article were plastered across social media, fueling the flames of outrage. Flora knew better than to delve into the online cesspool, but a morbid curiosity gnawed at her. The article had painted her as a deceitful wife who had abandoned her CEO husband, Henry, for a billionaire. The writer had spun a narrative of betrayal and greed, completely ignoring the truth of Henry's infidelity with her stepsister, Olivia, and the audi

Though Flora and Damien were seated at a table far from Olivia and Henry, she couldn’t help but notice her ex-husband’s frequent stares. She could sense his eyes on her, his gaze burning with a mix of longing and frustration. Her smile grew, her plan unfolding like a perfectly crafted script.Each time Damien leaned in to whisper something in her ear or placed a gentle hand on her back, Henry’s jaw would tighten visibly. His irritation was palpable, and it was clear to Flora that he was struggling to maintain his composure.Olivia, too, was feeling the strain. Her back was rigid, and a permanent scowl had settled on her lips. She was clearly aware of Henry’s fixation on Flora, and it was driving her mad. Flora could almost see the jealousy and insecurity radiating off of her stepsister. Satisfied that her plan was working, she decided it was time to escalate things a bit.She leaned closer to Damien, her lips brushing his cheek in a soft, lingering kiss. “I need to fresh

Flora awoke to the gentle knock on her bedroom door, the soft voice of her maid, Catarina, breaking through the hazy veil of sleep. Blinking away the remnants of dreams, she sat up and listened as Catarina informed her of an unexpected visitor downstairs."A visitor?" Flora asked, her voice still thick with sleep. "Who could it be at this hour?""It's a woman claiming to be Mr. Henry's sister, ma'am," Catarina replied. "She said her name is Sarah."Flora's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Henry's sister. She hadn't spoken to any of his family since the early days of the divorce, and the thought of seeing them again filled her with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. Pushing back the covers, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and reached for her robe."Alright, I'll be down in a moment," Flora said, her mind already racing with questions. What could Sarah want from her after all this time?As Flora descended the stairs,

Chapter 38: A Viral Victory In the days that followed, the clip of Olivia slapping Henry at the charity gala went viral on social media. Flora, who had been painted as the villain in her divorce, suddenly found herself in a new light. The viral video showed the world a different side of the story, and the public's sympathy shifted in her favor. The internet, a fickle beast, had once painted Flora as the villain. Now, gone were the scathing comments and accusatory articles. In their place, a wave of online sympathy and support for Flora crashed over social media.Overnight, she became an online sensation that was looked up to buy thousands. Bloggers and influencers who had previously ostracized her published think pieces praising her strength and resilience. Articles titled "From Pariah to Darling: The Redemption of Flora" and "Olivia X's Public Meltdown: A Lesson in Karma" dominated online conversations. Most of these championed her as an inspiration for all women.

Flora's eyes sparkled with determination as she dialed Andrew Whitaker's number, gotten from a secretary in the company. She had somewhat successfully convinced Maybelline Sears, and now it was time to win over Andrew.His reputation as a bubbly and sprightly man preceded him, and Flora knew that her approach would need to be very different from the one she had taken with Maybelline.She called him, and his warm, cheerful voice answered almost immediately. “Flora! It’s been ages. How are you?”“Hello, Andrew. I’m doing well, thank you. I was hoping we could meet to discuss some urgent matters regarding the company,” Flora said, trying to keep her tone light.“Of course, of course,” Andrew replied, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. “How about we meet at Centurion Park? It’s such a beautiful day, and I was planning to feed the pigeons there. Join me?”Flora agreed, albeit with some hesitation. Centurion Park was known for its sprawling green lawns, ancient trees