Todos os capítulos de High stakes payback: Ex wife becomes a CEO: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

"I'm done with this, with you. You got what you wanted, and I got mine." "In other words, you were used," Laurie shrugged, sending a sympathetic look down Olivia's path. Olivia stood frozen on the spot, her mouth an inch away from hanging open. "The heirloom's mine and there is no use for you anymore. You're as good as useless in this house, so... Just go." Damian sighed as though exhausted after working nonstop. It felt like time stopped the instant Damian blurted those last words out. She felt a wave of acid welling up from her belly and her chest suddenly grew tight that it became so hard to breathe. Without waiting to hear more venom escape his lips, she turned to the nearest exit- the one leading to their bedroom, and disappeared. Once in, she flung herself on the bed and wept her heart out. After sobbing for what seemed like hours, Olivia got up and washed her face. She changed her dress and walked back to the study. He was going through some work related papers while L

NEXT MORNING•••Damien's eyes roamed to the cabinet built into the marble wall where Olivia's scrubs and toiletries always stood and the emptiness made something in him churn. He was suddenly pissed, remembering how she left with his brother of all persons. He continued staring at his reflection on the large mirror and the look of anger slowly morphed into irritation at himself. He was Damian Brown, a business man, owner of diverse companies and a Billionaire. It was dumb to get angry over people who weren't worth it. Besides, he was irresistible and it was easy to get any woman of his choice at the raise of a finger. Someone like Olivia held no value to him and that was it. Turning away from the bathroom, he walked back into the room. He picked up his phone and dialed the Chief Operating Officer. After passing the necessary information, he hung up, his gaze lingering on his phone. He stared at Olivia's contact boldy sprawled on his phone, and her endless texts. They were texts tha

Damian's eyes widened as realization crashed into him in waves that would have sent him reeling, but he stood still, firmly rooted to the ground, and flabbergasted. Olivia, his ex wife, was actually the next heir to the powerful Arthur's group. She was the hidden gem that worked in secret alongside her uncle. A ripple of surprise went through him as he assessed her, from head to toe. Ethereal was nothing compared to how she looked, he could not help but notice that she had undergone a series of changes in the interval of a few days. The fact that all these were happening after the divorce was unbecoming. Her beauty which was once dim like a candle flickering under the influence of a coverage, now radiated with a newfound confidence and poise. In place of the soft, warm and gentle glow that her eyes eluded in the past, were a pair of glassy eyes that oozed a fierce intensity, as if illuminated by an inner light, something keen to getting back at those who humiliated

Darian Brown emerged minutes later with her package and stretched his hand to her. “But…” She muttered, “You did not even get a cent from…” “Consider it a little present from me,” He interjected, “For housing Olivia.”Housing Olivia? Rosie’s consciousness freaked. He would not have done all that if she was just a stranger. She bit back the slight ache that tugged her delusional heart and ran her eyes through his whole frame again. He was a Greek god. Hell, he ruled Greece and everything that concerned it. Rosie nodded as though dazed and gingerly took the plastic bag from him. She watched as he turned back in urgency to leave “Wait!” He did, turning to stare at her in curiosity. What else did she want? Perhaps, she needed him to shield her as she exited the mall. “Thank you,” She squealed, and before Darian could say any more word, she dashed off in a half sprint towards the entrance. Darian watched as she entered a black-tinted car and zoomed off with the screech of her tires

“Do you have a problem with that, young man?” Ivan raised a brow and leaned forward when Darian continue staring speechlessly at him “I’ll take your silence to mean a ‘Yes’,” Darian snapped out of his state of shock and breathlessly replied “Why, Yes sir! I will be more than honored to work in your company, alongside Olivia.” He could not explain the surreal feeling of happiness that laced his whole form as he clasped his hands together on the table, hope glimmering in his eyes. Finally, someone saw through him and recognized his worth. He was flabbergasted that he did not have to go through any special processes before landing at the position. Darian knew damn well that the position that Ivan had mentioned was no joke. It was like placing him as the second in command after his niece, a feat that he has been unable to attain at his own family’s company. “Talking of Olivia,” Ivan piped, stroking his chin masterfully. “You know very well what she has to endure in the ruthless hand