All Chapters of The CEO's Boss Lady Ex-wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Camilla's POVMr. Albrecht's face lost all colors at my words. His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he was unable to say anything. Instead, he scoffed and it was laced with disbelief and irritation. “It is my property, and I choose not to sell it. And how is that a problem.?” he chuckled bitterly, but I could feel unease in his voice. “Besides, who knows if you are buying the property with stolen money. Don't tell me you slept with a man to get the money?” He mocked, his gaze sweeping over me with suspicion. I folded my arms, keeping my expression calm. “Unlike you, Mr. Albrecht, I don't use and discard people when they're no longer useful. And I don't steal, neither do I manipulate others for my own gain. I work hard for what i have, unlike Nancy, your daughter, that sleeps around with different men just to have her way.” I tilted my head, my eyes fixed on his. “Besides, didn't you see the name that was listed as the buyer in the contract?” His brows fu

Camilla's POV I let out a deep sigh and kept tapping the leather of the steering wheel with my fingers.Why the hell am I doing this? I questioned myself. Why am I reopening the chapter of my life that I had promised not to reopen again? I had to sneak out of my house like a rebellious teenager just to pick up the same man I swore never to get involved with. I could have ignored the call or even blocked his number or pretended that I never heard his pathetic and drunken words. But I didn't. My heart twisted painfully when I decided not to go and I felt uneasy. Here I am in front of Oak Bar, staring at the neon sign shining in the darkness, after driving for an hour just to get my ex-husband out of his mess. I had concluded in my mind that he was my patient and I needed to get him out of there before he worsened his situation. But no, I can't do that. It doesn't sit well with me. Getting him out of there isn't the problem, I could handle him alone. But taking him alone meant I w

Camilla's POVI was shocked when a strong hand suddenly held the door of the car as I was about to close it. I turned to face Daniel, and before I could say a word, he entered my car and sat beside me, and closed the door. I balled my hand into a fist, and I stared at him with disdain as he flung himself into my car as if it were his own without asking me first. Like he still has a place in my life. “Get out,” I ordered, pointing my fingers at him, my voice cut through the air, but he didn't even answer me. Instead, he watched my shaking finger that I pointed at the door. I hated how his presence had so much power over me and how he took note of every detail in my body. He leaned in towards me, close enough that I could feel his gaze swept over all my body without actually touching me. “What if I don't?” his voice was barely above a whisper, but it was steady, and it was making me even more angry. My jaw tightened. “Then I'll have Williams throw you out.” He chuckled, “You mean

Camilla's POV A soft shale on my shoulder woke me up from my sleep. I blinked, opening my eyes and the first thing I saw was Jason's bright and excited face hovering over mine.“Mommy, wake up?” he said sweetly. Before I could say a word, he climbed my bed and began to tickle me.“Wake up, Mommy. It's Sunday, let's go have fun.” I groaned playfully, rolling onto his side. “Mmm…… but I like sleeping more on Sundays.” Jason pouted, then doubled on tickling me again. “Noo, We haven't had any fun since we moved back and you promised to take me out on Sunday.”I laughed, then pulled him closer to myself and tickling him in return. “Alright, alright, little boss. Where are we going?” His face brightened up instantly. “Let's go to the fun park! And Uncle Justin has to come too!” I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so now you're even giving me conditions?” He grinned. “Yes, I already told Uncle Justin and he said yes.” I sighed but smiled. “Fine, but on one condition.”His body became calm and h

Daniel's POV. I was in a meeting with some investors, discussing the future of AZAL Pharmaceuticals, when Frank, my assistant, who was also in the meeting but standing at a distance away, leaned closer and told me about the news trending about my wife, Camilla.I felt a pang of guilt mixed with fury. What the fuck has Nancy done. I need no one to tell me before I know she was the one. She even tried protecting me by not posting my pictures or mentioning my name even when I was the one that was to blame. The headings, comments, and hashtags from strangers who knew nothing about Camilla were just so cruel that I couldn't stand it. My entire body stiffened as I read some of them and viewed some of the photos. I felt the need to take legal measures against everyone who wrote rubbish about her. There were pictures of Camilla when she was a toddler, a picture of our wedding picture where she snapped alone, and one where she wore her doctor's robe. Nancy even got her recent voice notes an