Comeback Of the Divorced Heiress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Aubrey's pov ;I stormed through the office doors, my heart thundering in my chest. The sun had barely risen, but I couldn't wait another second. My designs, the ones I had poured my heart and soul into, were gone.And the wedding—the wedding of the year—was just days away."Sophia!" I called out the moment I entered. She was waiting for me by the reception desk, her face pale and anxious."Aubrey, I'm so sorry—""How could this happen?" I cut her off, my voice sharp and frantic. "How could the designs just go missing?""I don't know," she said, wringing her hands together, "but I've checked everywhere—""Clearly not everywhere!" My tone was harsher than I intended, but I couldn't help it. The panic had wrapped itself around me like a vice, tightening with every second that ticked by.She flinched but held her ground. "I did check. We've searched all the offices, the archives, the backup files—everything's been wiped clean. I even tried restoring old files from last week, but they're

Aubrey's pov :I stormed back into the office, frustration radiating from every pore. Sophia was waiting near the entrance, her eyes sharp with anticipation. The second she saw me, she rushed over."What did Ryder say?" she asked, scanning my face for any clues.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "He didn't do it."Sophia's brow furrowed. "Are you sure? He might be lying."I shook my head. "No, if Ryder had done it, he wouldn't hide it. He likes to brag about what he can do, not play games like this."Sophia pursed her lips but didn't argue further. We spent the entire afternoon combing through every inch of the office, questioning everyone from the janitor to the assistants, but nothing came up. It was as if the designs had simply vanished into thin air.We were getting nowhere. Sophia slumped down on one of the chairs in frustration. "What should we do now?"I bit my lip, staring out the window as my mind raced. "

-----------------Ryder's pov-----------I was at my desk, reviewing contracts, when my secretary buzzed through the intercom."Mr. Wolfe," she said, her voice calm and professional as ever, "there's someone from Aubrey's company here to meet you. He says he has a very attractive proposition."My brows furrowed, curiosity piqued. What kind of crap is this? Aubrey's company was in trouble—no doubt—but for one of her people to come directly to me? Something didn't feel right."Send him in," I said, leaning back in my chair.Moments later, a man walked in. He was dressed smartly enough, but there was something slick and untrustworthy about him. He had the kind of face you wouldn't trust to watch your dog, let alone handle business."Hampton," he said, extending a hand toward me. I ignored it, motioning for him to sit instead."What great deal do you have for me, Mr. Hampton?" I asked, my voice cold and busi

—-------Ryder's pov—-----When I walked into the house in the evening, I wasn't expecting anything particularly different.Aubrey always kept to herself, her cold shoulder was nothing new. But tonight…it felt different. The air was thicker, the silence sharper. She wasn't just cold, she was icy.I closed the door behind me, the soft click echoing in the quiet space. Aubrey sat on the couch, her back straight, her posture tense as she focused intently on her phone. She didn't even glance up as I entered, which—again—wasn't unusual, but today it stung for some reason.I cleared my throat, hoping to catch her attention. "Hey," I started cautiously, "rough day?"Nothing. She didn't flinch, didn't move, didn't even blink. It was like I wasn't even in the room. I tried not to let it bother me, but hell, it did.I ran a hand through my hair, walking further into the room. "Aubrey, seriously, what's going on?" I pressed, my voice edging on frustration.Still nothing.Is she too stressed by th

-----------------Aubrey's pov--------------I cursed under my breath, storming across the room like a madwoman. "That arrogant son of a—ugh!" I kicked the side of my bed hard, as if that could somehow release the fury bubbling inside me."Always thinking he's so damn smart. Smirking like he owns the world. 'If you won't tell me, I'll kiss you.' What is he, some kind of perverted caveman?! Asshole!" I grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it across the room. "Why did I ever marry such a clueless, insufferable prick?!"Just then, my phone rang, snapping me out of my rant. I glanced at the screen. Unknown number. Great, what now? I answered, already irritated. "What?"The voice on the other end was seething with venom. "You little slut. How did you seduce Ryder this time? What did you do, spread your legs and—"I rolled my eyes. Sage. Of course. "I don't have time for pathetic, miserable people like you," I said flatly and hung up.Seriously? How the hell did she even get my number? I tos