All Chapters of Heiress Return: Revenge Of The Crippled Ex-Wife: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Clara’s POV.It was a warm afternoon, and yet I felt cold. Not the kind of cold that came with the weather, but the one that crawled under your skin when you knew someone was planning something behind your back. I sat by the corner window in Damon’s penthouse office, watching the city from up high, sipping on a drink that had long gone lukewarm.Damon leaned back in his chair, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, casual as always. But I knew him too well to think he was ever truly relaxed. His mind never stopped working.“She’s growing teeth,” I said quietly.“Clarence?” he asked, raising a brow.I gave a tight nod. “She came to the house. She stood in my face and dared to threaten me. The same girl who used to stutter when I walked into a room.”Damon chuckled, but I wasn’t amused.“She’s not doing this alone,” I continued. “Someone is backing her. Probably feeding her confidence, protecting her, and helping her cover up whatever mess she’s hiding.”He tilted his head, considering.

Kristina POV.My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. I kept receiving calls after calls from my parents, followed by text messages flooding in faster than I could even think to read. I stared at the screen, the little notifications piling up, but I didn’t answer. I knew what they were — angry, worried, and maybe even desperate. But I wasn’t ready to have any talk with them knowing what they wanted which was me returning home.I wanted to ignore them all, but then a text from my father caught my attention, and I swallowed hard before opening it.“I’m coming for you. No matter where you hide, I will find you. I am done covering your mistakes. If you come back, we can arrange for you to live abroad, wherever you want. But if you don’t, we will have no choice but to involve the police. This ends now.”The words hit me hard. The finality of the message he sent was terrifying. I felt the weight of years of frustration and disappointment packed into that message. They were tired of me, truly tired

Olivia’s POV.It wasn’t easy watching Julian and Clarence so closely. Every day I found myself pretending to be casual, acting like nothing was wrong while I carefully took notes, snapped photos, and recorded their movements whenever I could. Reporting everything back to Kristina felt like stepping into a shadow I didn’t want to be in, but I had promised. And promises, once made, weighed heavy on me. Not only that, she could harm me or send the evidence of my affair to the prosecutor and that would be worse.I tried to push the discomfort away. I told myself it was just a job, a necessary evil but the truth lingered beneath every moment of observation, crawling into my thoughts when I least expected it.Why was I doing this? Who had I become?The way Julian laughed with Clarence in the office hallway. The secret glances they exchanged in meetings. The quiet moments at lunch when no one else was looking. They weren’t just colleagues anymore, that much was clear. And it wasn’t just Kr

Clarence’s POV.My phone lit up early the next morning, buzzing insistently on my bedside table. I blinked awake, still foggy from sleep, and saw a message from Olivia. She had forwarded a screenshot of an online news article. My heart dropped the moment I saw the headline—something about a scandal involving me and someone unnamed but hinted to be a colleague and I didn’t need to think twice to know it was Julian although his information and face weren’t exposed. The tone was venomous, the kind of gossip that spreads fast and stains reputations.I sat up straight in bed, my pulse racing. This was worse than I thought. I had hoped the rumors that had been going on in the company with the staff suspecting us but I never knew it wouldn’t escalate to being publicized in the media, but here they were, front and center for anyone to see. And with investors watching every move the company made, this could spiral into a disaster.I pressed my fingers against my forehead, trying to steady my t

Clara’s POV.After meeting with Damon, I had convinced him that we needed to take further steps to stop Clarence from going to court and he had agreed to my plans although I didn’t tell him what I had in mind, so I reached out to Stone and he asked we meet at one of the warehouses where he hung out with his gang. Damon drove me there and we stopped right outside the warehouse.The first time I said it out loud, I almost didn’t recognize my own voice.“She’s in the way. She always has been and we have to do anything we can to stop her now even if it means silencing her forever.”Damon sat beside me without replying, his jaw clenched and his arms folded like he was already regretting showing up. I was about to question him when the door opened and Stone joined us in the car.He sat at the back seat with me dressed in plain black while Damon was in the driver’s seat.“She won’t back off, Damon,” I said, keeping my voice steady even though I could feel my pulse in my neck.“I got a whiff