All Chapters of Heiress Return: Revenge Of The Crippled Ex-Wife: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

Julian’s POV.I didn’t have the luxury to sit and pick apart Kristina’s words—not now. As much as they lingered in my head, like a faint ringing I couldn’t quite locate, I had to push them aside. There were more important things at hand. I got into my car and continued heading straight to Paul’s place.Paul had been the one helping me trace the email—one thread in this whole mess that I could still tug on. When I arrived, he didn’t waste time. He clicked open a file on his laptop and turned the screen toward me.“There,” he said simply. “That’s the couple.”My heart stilled a little. I recognized them immediately—the same people who had harassed Clarence at the grocery store that day. Their faces were as clear as daylight now, no more guesswork, no more vague suspicions. I stared at the footage longer than necessary, absorbing every expression on their faces, every movement they made.“They’re not in the country,” Paul added, leaning back slightly. “They left a few days ago. But I ca

Julian’s POV.The air in the meeting room felt tense as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for something to happen. The scandal had been dealt with, swept under the rug but the unease still lingered like a bad aftertaste.I took my seat at the head of the table, glancing around at the team. Clarence sat at the far end, her back straight and her eyes fixed on the screen of her laptop. She kept tapping her fingers against the table, a soft, steady rhythm that betrayed her nerves.I was about to start the meeting when the door swung open, slamming against the wall. Kristina walked in without so much as a glance at anyone, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. All the conversations going on earlier stopped, heads turned and the tension in the room thickened, hanging heavy in the air.Clarence’s eyes narrowed as she watched Kristina walk across the room and take a seat without a word.“Kristina,” Clarence called almost immediately, looking irritated.“We’re in the midd

Kristina’s POV.I stood outside Julian’s office, my fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. The walls felt like they were closing in, the air heavy with the echo of Julian’s words. Suspension. That’s what he was threatening me with. Suspension if I didn’t beat Clarence.I paced in front of his door, trying to steady my breathing. How could he do this to me? How could he humiliate me in front of everyone, making it look like I was some incompetent fool who couldn’t handle a project? I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and forced myself to push the door open.Julian was at his desk, his eyes fixed on the screen as if he couldn’t care less that I was standing right there.“Julian,” I said, my voice louder than I intended.He didn’t look up, his fingers moving over the keyboard with infuriating calmness. “Yes, Kristina?”“What was that back there?” I demanded, taking a step closer. “You know Clarence isn’t in my league. Why would you put up such a ridiculous cond