Todos os capítulos de The Ex-Wife's Secret: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

"Open it," Elias said, his voice tight with unease as he held the thick envelope.My pulse quickened. "Shouldn't we have security check it first?"He shook his head. "I need to know now."The atmosphere in his study was tense. It was late, the dim lighting casting long shadows across the room. The only sound was the steady crackling of the fireplace.I watched as Elias tore the envelope open with a sharp motion. A folded letter, thick and formal-looking, slipped out. He unfolded it and began to read. His brows furrowed, and his lips pressed into a grim line."What does it say?" I asked, my anxiety growing by the second.He read aloud:"Elias Westbrook,You thought the storm was over, but it had only just begun.Enemies linger in the shadows, and their plans are already in motion. Be careful whom you trust—even those closest to you are not what they seem.Your empire, your family, your future—it’s all at risk.But perhaps the greatest threat isn't what lies in the shadows but what you

"Are you sure this is safe?" Victoria's voice trembled as she glanced out the tinted window of Elias's black SUV. The city lights blurred into streaks as they drove toward the secluded meeting point.Elias's jaw clenched. "No, but we don't have a choice. If this informant has what we need to expose Selene, then we have to take the risk." He reached for her hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "I won’t let anything happen to you. Or the baby."A flutter of warmth mixed with apprehension filled me. Despite everything, Elias’s protective instincts had always been unwavering. But tonight, danger lurked in every shadow.The car slowed to a stop at a desolate warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The driver, a stern-faced security agent, scanned the perimeter. "Clear so far, Mr. Westbrook. Stay close, and we’ll cover you."Elias helped me out of the car, his hand firm on the small of my back. The cold night air bit through my coat, and I shivered. Inside, the warehouse was dimly lit, the air

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I muttered, pacing the dimly lit office in Geneva. Rows of sleek computer monitors lined the room, their screens flickering with endless streams of code. Elias sat beside a man with salt-and-pepper hair and glasses, whose fingers moved furiously across a keyboard. This was Damien Shaw, one of the world’s best cybersecurity experts and our last hope of regaining control of Elias's frozen accounts.“We don’t have a choice,” Elias said, his voice low but firm. “Selene’s network is buried deep. If we don’t act fast, she’ll strip everything from my company—and us.”Damien didn’t glance up from his work. “I’m in the mainframe now. Whoever this hacker is, they’re good. Real good.”A cold knot formed in my stomach. “Better than you?”Damien snorted. “Please. I’ve cracked government servers in under ten minutes. This joker won’t hold me up for long.”Elias leaned forward, his jaw clenched. “How long until we regain access?”“Depends,” Damien replied, typing

"Have you seen this?" Victoria's voice trembled as she thrust the tablet in front of me.I blinked, barely registering the screen at first, but then the headline burned into my brain like a branding iron. Selene Westbrook spotted at elite business summit under alias Selena Wyatt."What the hell?" My voice came out low and dangerous. I grabbed the tablet, scrolling through the article. The accompanying photo was unmistakable—Selene, dressed in an elegant black suit, her signature icy smile intact."How is this possible?" Victoria's panic was palpable. "She was supposed to be in prison."I clenched my jaw, my grip tightening on the tablet. "Apparently, she's not anymore.""But how?" Victoria’s eyes darted between me and the screen. "She was convicted. You made sure of it.""Looks like someone pulled some serious strings." My voice was taut with rage. "I swear, if she's back in the game, she's up to something."Victoria crossed her arms, her lips pressed into a thin line. "She's not just

"Do you really think they'll fall for it?" I asked, my voice low as I watched Elias set up the encrypted tracking software on his laptop.He didn’t look up. “They don’t have a choice. If Selene’s mole is as desperate as we think, they'll have to act tonight.” His jaw clenched, the muscle in his temple twitching. "I need to know who betrayed me, Victoria."I placed a hand on his shoulder, feeling the tension radiating from him. "We’ll get them. But you need to trust me, too. Let me help."Elias exhaled sharply and turned to face me. His eyes, dark with worry, softened slightly. "You always help, even when I don't deserve it."Before I could respond, the sound of a phone vibrating cut through the room. Elias snatched it up, his expression hardening. "It's the security team," he said, answering with a curt, "Westbrook here."I strained to hear the voice on the other end, but Elias’s face gave nothing away. His knuckles whitened as he gripped the phone tighter."When?" he demanded. A beat