All Chapters of Chase Me Ex Husband : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter thirty-two     As Shane stood there, staring at her back, a deep emotion stirred in his chest. He wanted to walk over and wrap his arms around her. To confess that he had fallen in love with her.     With a woman who had an evil heart?     A woman who tried to kill her own sister?     How could he love someone who showed no remorse?     And now, she surrounded herself with men for money. Perhaps, he reasoned bitterly, that’s why she stayed with me. For what I could offer her.     But if that was true, then why… why did his heart ache like this?     Why couldn’t he forget her? &

Chapter thirty-four     The next day, the ground was still wet from the rain that had fallen through the night. A cold breeze rustled the leaves—perfect weather to stay indoors.     But Cindy had other plans.     Wearing a black blazer over jeans, she drove back to the mystery man’s house. This was her first assignment as COO—and failure was not an option.     Never.     As she pulled into the driveway, a sleek black car passed her, heading out of the estate. Its windows were tinted, but she knew who it was.     Mystery.     Her eyes narrowed. “Where is he going?” she muttered to herself. 

    Chapter thirty- six: Plagiarism     After Cindy left, Shane went over to check on Alissa, but she wasn't in her room. So, he headed to his grandfather's.     The door was cracked open, and he could see them. His eyes scanned Alissa's face, landing on the bandage that now covered the bruise. A flicker of guilt passed through him, but he also felt relieved she was healing. He turned to leave quietly.     "Shane? Is that you?" Martin's voice called out.     Shane hesitated, then pushed the door open and stepped inside. His gaze briefly met Alissa's, but she quickly looked away, her expression laced with anger.     "How are you feeling today?" Shane asked, addressing his grandfather.     "I'm fine," Martin said with a proud smile. "I have my daughter-in-law by my side." 

Chapter thirty-eight: A fraud The hotel stood like a polished gem in the heart of the city—twenty-eight floors of splendor. A line of luxury cars pulled into the curved driveway, where a black carpet was unfurled across the steps. Cameras flashed as dignitaries, influencers, and foreign investors stepped out in sleek designer wear. There was laughter in the air. Champagne sparkled in crystal flutes. Reporters buzzed around like flies wrapped in silk. Inside the lobby, everything was pristine. The polished marble floors gleamed under the warm chandelier lights. Soft jazz played in the background as staff glided like shadows, adjusting details no one else would notice. Alissa stood near the check-in desk, clipboard in hand. She wore a fitted white power suit that hugged her figure like armor. Her hair was pulled into a low twist, her heels were tall, and her lips were painted a bold red. Beside her, Rophine leaned in and whispered, “The Minister just arrived.

Chapter Forty: I proud of you  After the hotel tour, the guests were visibly impressed. “I have to say, Miss Colet Kincaid, you’ve pulled off something many people have failed to do. You are truly excellent,” said one of the guests—a wealthy firm owner with a satisfied nod. “And because I’ve seen this growth, I would like to purchase shares... if there are any available?” Hearing this, joy bloomed in Alissa’s chest, though she maintained a composed expression, determined not to look too eager. Fabrice Kincaid, standing beside her, nearly burst with excitement. He had personally invited his business associates, but never imagined they would want to invest. “I would also like to purchase shares,” another guest chimed in. “I would as well.” “Count me in too.”