All Chapters of The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I continued my investigation on Jordan’s company in my study. Elena was helpful in taking notes as I found more and more information. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, my colleague Benjamin called me. Benjamin worked in architectural contracts with my company. He would sift through pending deals and finalize arrangements before production started.“Leo, I hope things are well. I have some shocking news and I thought you’d want to hear this.” Benjamin usually called when contracts were going to be delivered to me. Whatever he had to say was important enough for him to call on such short notice.“Is something wrong, Ben?” I ask quizzically.“Well I’m sure you know about Claire’s growing reputation as an independent architecture?”“I do.” Except Claire had also decided to work for Jordan.“Well some of her designs are being offered on a contract bidding that’s set to go live on Monday. But there’s one problem - Claire isn’t the one offering them. They’re being offered by Jor

After Leo leaves, I share my news with Jasmine and head to bed.I wake up the next morning to multiple missed calls and text from Jordan. They range from apologies to demanding the blueprints and I decide it’s better to say him head-on than to avoid him entirely.I call Jordan and wait for him to answer.“Claire, finally! I’ve been trying to reach you since you left!” I was caught off guard by the false enthusiasm.“I saw your call, voicemail and messages, Jordan. Can you meet me at the cafe on Maple Street in half an hour?” I hope he didn’t assume that I would be handing over my work.“Sure! I’ll meet you there.”I hang up, check my email and see that I have over twenty messages from contractors who had reached out to Leo in regards to working with me. I redirect each message to a new email address I created last night for my new independent company.I was excited for my designs to be made public under my own name.The thought of having the career I always yearned for and the opportu

Having upset Claire to the point of leaving wasn’t my goal. I had told her about the contract bidding because I had received a notice that my business was being investigated by the Better Business Bureau for claims of misconduct with contractual agreements. They would be coming back for every dollar I pulled unjustly from those contracts and paying them would be the only way to save my company. I had tried putting up my own blueprints but no one was interested in working with me and I got desperate. I submitted Claire’s under my company name and I saw bidders lining up for the opportunity to obtain them. It was astonishing. And I wanted to do this with Claire. With that amount of money, my business would flourish and we could finally be together - I could take care of her.I didn’t expect her ex-husband to ruin my plans or for Claire to run off with the her documents. I tried calling her to no avail. She wouldn’t take my call and I was becoming angry. And just when I thought my anger

It’s been a few weeks since I last saw Jordan and broke our professional and personal relationship. It has also been a few weeks since I’ve seen Leo. He had dropped me off at Jasmine’s and ensured that I got inside safely. I have texted Leo vaguely about a few potential contractors interested in my work and I’ve been working diligently on my independent business and locking myself in my suite which was provided graciously by Leo upon our divorce.I entered a few design blueprints into the Architectural committee - an elite political status group that would launch my career to immediate success. I had just sat down to review more potential contracts on my tablet and I see an email from the Architectural Committee. I feel my heart sink to my stomach and feel the immediate rejection rising. I slowly click the email with a shaky finger but am surprised by the contents.I had made the cut and was being nominated for the ‘Best New Designer of the Year’. Being nominated alone means my career

I sat at home as Leo left. It was odd for him to not tell me where he was going but I assumed it had something to do with that wretched Claire. Just as I am about to leave my bed and snoop, I get a phone call from an unknown number. I answer it, catching my breath as I hear the contents. ‘This is a collect call from an inmate here at our federal jail center. Please press 5 to accept this call.’ I press 5 hastily trying to see who would be contacting me from prison. “Darling, how are you?” I hear my fathers’ voice on the other line. “Daddy? What happened? Why are you in jail?” I sit in shock as I listen to his next few words. “I made some bad choices with the family business and I’m be charged with money laundering, embezzlement and tax evasion. Darling, I wanted you to hear this from me. I’m ashamed of myself.” “We’ll find a way to get you out, daddy. I’ll call Leo.” “Darling, I’m counting on you to help me. I need a good lawyer.” I hear him say just as the line cuts o