All Chapters of No Longer Shadow Of My Sister: Divorcing The CEO: Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

"What do you think you were thinking when you proposed such a ridiculous idea?" Pulling Danny aside, Dawn asks, her voice low but sharp like a blade. Her eyes scan the hallway cautiously, making sure no one overhears them. Her brows are furrowed, and her lips press into a tight, disbelieving line.Danny rubs the back of his neck, his gaze shifting downward as shame and confusion cloud his features. His lips part slightly, trying to form a response, but the words falter. "I just...!"Dawn cuts him off with a glare that could burn holes through steel. "You rejected her. Have you considered how she will feel when she sees you with some random hookups? Bruh! She is in love with you. Not some silly crush!" Her voice trembles slightly with frustration as she throws her hands up.Danny’s eyes widen. The words hit him like cold water. He knew she was in love with him—deep down, he always knew. But he just thought it would be safer this way, that if she stayed close, she wouldn’t have to face

Danny bolts into the hallway, heart pounding."Tiara, wait!"His voice echoes off the walls, but she doesn’t pause. Her figure is stiff, her arms wrapped around herself like a barrier, her steps quick and precise. The elevator is already arriving. She steps in without looking back.He rushes in just as the doors start to close.The small space swallows them in silence. Neither speaks. The hum of the elevator is the only sound between them.She stares straight ahead, eyes dull. Her lips press into a hard line, her breathing shallow but composed. Her hands, though, tremble slightly—fingers curled into the fabric of her coat."I didn’t expect you to say that in front of your brother," Danny says, voice quiet and even.His tone carries no accusation, only a trace of confusion, maybe guilt."Neither did I," she replies, voice brittle. "It wasn’t calculated. It just slipped out. Like a stupid truth I couldn’t hold in anymore."He exhales, looking at the floor. His hands are in his pockets,

Dawn stands outside the company building, in the vast parking lot, one hand on the door of her SUV. Her eyes flick briefly to the ground. There’s nothing there, yet a soft smile appears on her face. Because she knows—her man is up there. She can’t see him from here, but she can feel his presence like a constant shadow watching over her.She opens the car door, ready to get in, when a sharp voice slices through the afternoon air.“What’s the relationship between you and the CEO of Ericson?”She turns slowly, her face calm but her heart reacting too fast. Standing there is a woman dressed in the finest designer wear, her posture rigid, arms folded, lips curled in a smug line. Her voice drips bitterness.At first, Dawn narrows her eyes, unsure, confusion clouding her features. Then it hits her, sudden and unkind. She knows that face. She knows that voice.Leonora Garner.The woman who once gave birth to her. The woman who left her.Dawn doesn’t flinch. She simply places the lunchbox on t