All Chapters of Life after divorce: The billionaire’s crazy proposal : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Curtis My eyes drifted to the briefcase on the floor, still settled where it had fallen. Slowly, my gaze rose, following the same trajectory, until it locked onto him, my brother. But his attention wasn’t on me. His eyes were fixed elsewhere, locked in disbelief on someone behind me. Following his line of sight, I saw the object of his horror, Amber. I turned my head back to him, watching carefully, waiting for any flicker, any sign that might betray him. Was this the moment he’d give himself away? Then he snapped back to me, his face breaking into an easy smile. The sudden shift was jarring, almost too perfect. Without hesitation, he closed the distance between us and pulled me into a firm embrace. “Big brother,” he greeted warmly, his voice smooth and disarming. My hands hesitated before patting his back, the faint scent of his cologne swirling around me, strong and deliberate, like everything he did. When he finally pulled away, I slid my hands into my pockets, my eyes n

The Cashier's smug expression crumbled, all colour draining from her face as Alice's words hung in the air like a death sentence. The salesgirls who had gathered earlier slowly backed away, relief washing over their faces before being replaced by pity as they glanced at the Cashier. The guards who had tried grabbing me earlier immediately scurried off. “What a joke!” Astrid scoffed, her fingers clenched into fists at her side. “She's nothing! You really expect me to believe she's your boss?” Her voice quivered, betraying her fear. Alice didn't even spare her a glance. She fixed her cold stare on the Cashier. “I assume you have a manager,” she said calmly. “Fetch them. Now.” “Y-yes, ma'am,” The Cashier croaked, blinking back tears as she scrambled to obey, nearly tripping over herself as she rushed to the back office. Alice turned to me with an apologetic smile, “I apologize for not being by your side and allowing this to happen. I'll accept—” “It's fine. I walked off on

CLINT I had barely stepped out of the shower when my phone buzzed on the marble counter, flashing ‘Sophie PA’ across the screen. Jaw tightening, I grabbed my towel, wrapping it around my waist before answering the call. “This had better be good news,” I snapped. She paused for a moment before speaking, “Did something happen?” “Just tell me what you called about,” I snapped, running a hand through my hair. “This is definitely going to lift your mood…” It had better. “…Curtis Black's office just called. He's interested in moving forward with the partnership!” She ended with a squeal. For a second, I didn't move, my grip on the door handle tightening as I processed her words. “Say that again.” She didn't hesitate, “Curtis Black wants to move forward with the partnership. He wants to work with us, Sir!” My grip on the handle loosened, the pent-up frustration I couldn't get rid of in the shower dissolving in an instant. “Already?” “Yes. His team will be in touc

Curtis stiffened. “What the hell?” His voice was low, but sharp. His voice snapped me out of my shock. Disoriented, I stumbled backwards, but he caught me before I could fall. “Breathe, Amber,” he said softly, holding me tight yet gently as he guided me to the bed. “I'm breathing. I'm fine.” I tried to sound calm, but my words came out breathy, ragged. “Stay still. I'll get rid of it and—” “No. I want to see what it contains. I saw the edge of a paper sticking out when it fell. There's something else in there.” I sucked in a sharp breath before continuing, my voice trembling. “I need to know what the message says.” He nodded before retrieving the envelope and the picture. The picture was of me in the mall, frozen in the middle of turning back. It was when I looked back to see who was watching me. I wasn't being paranoid then; I was right when I thought I was being watched. I poured out the content in the envelope. A second picture, along with a folded note fell on

The atmosphere in the room suddenly shifted. The chatter stopped, and the laughter gradually died down. I looked up from my food to find everyone looking behind me, a mix of shock, horror, surprise and joy on their faces, with some switching between them. My eyes fell on Genevieve who was wearing an expression I couldn't quite place a finger on. Other than Pamela whose face was drained of all colour, eyes widened as though she'd seen a ghost, and Dustin who was beaming from ear to ear, the kids were oblivious. They just kept eating, with some playing with their food. I didn't need to turn to know who caused the change. “I told you mommy would come back!” Dustin stuck his tongue out at Pamela who was still frozen before jumping off his seat. “Mommy!” . I turned back and for a split second, believed it was Marcella standing at the doorway, with Dustin in her arms. She was breathtaking, dres