Semua Bab Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The moment Elara saw the headlines, she knew Ivy had struck. Her heart nearly stopped beating when she saw the first headline.She had barely gotten out of bed when her phone started to buzz nonstop— notifications, missed calls, message, all piling up like she had killed someone. She unlocked her phone, confused as to what all the ruckus was about.Dread filled her as she began to read the articles. Social media was on fire, blogs were writing different theories, news networks latched unto the false rumors like vultures.ELARA BECKETT EXPOSED: A GOLD DIGGER OR A FRAUD?KILLIAN HAYES’ NEW FIANCÉE CAUGHT IN A WEB OF LIES—WHAT IS SHE HIDING?Her blood ran cold as she skimmed the fabricated details, each word driving a blade deeper into her already frayed nerves.There were pictures—ones that had obviously been photoshopped to paint her as a schemer. The pictures plastered around were a perfectly crafted masterpiece, she had to admit. Some showed her in heated arguments with ivy from year

As Elara stepped into Killian’s office, the air was filled with an undeniable energy. Victory. Sweet, intoxicating victory. It wasn't the finally blow yet but they had wonder ivy and the scent of her blood brought Elara now.The Aftershock of their move on ivy was sending shockwaves through the business world as no one had expected it.Killian stood near his desk, swirling a glass of whiskey in one of his hands. Elara couldn't help but notice the satisfactory look on his face. He did look op as she entered but she knew that he was aware of her presence.Elara smirked as she walked over to him, taking the glass of whiskey from his hand before he could react. “You look like a man who just executed the perfect takedown.”Killian arched a brow but let her take the drink, his eyes glinting with amusement. “I look like a man who always wins.” he corrected.He still hadn't looked a her.She took a slow sip, the burn of the whiskey warming her from the inside our. “Cocky.”“Confident.” he cou

The room felt smaller, like the walls were caving in on her. The air felt heavier, like it was going to suffocate her.Elara sat frozen, her eyes glued to the screen as she reread the documents, her mind struggling to piece together what she was seeing.Killian Hayes.He wasn't just her so called partner in taking down Ivy. He wasn't just her fake financee, he wasn't just a man who had pulled her into his world. He was a man who had lied and had his own agenda from the start.She moved the cursor and opened another file. There it was, written in bold.The Beckett industries.There was a list of recent transactions on the scream but this time, the money trail didn't lead to ivy, rather it lead to Killian.Her hand shook as she clicked on another document, and another. It was all there.Years ago, Killian’s company had been sabotaged by ivy. Elara was well aware of this because he has told her. The information that ivy has leaked to their father gave him an advantage which he took and

Killian Hayes showing up at her doorstep was not part of the plan.Elara had spent the past week carefully crafting her next move, trying to play the long game—to get close enough to destroy him the way he had planned to destroy her.But now, standing in front of him, watching the way his sharp eyes narrowed at her, something dark flashing in them, she knew he could tell something had changed.Good.She heard him walk in after her, she turned briefly and saw something flickered across his face, a moment of hesitation, but then his usual controlled expression returned.“Elara.”He only said he name. A quiet command.There was a time where she might have reacted to it. A time when it might have meant something.Not anymore.She crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe to the living room, raising a brow. "If you're here for business, we can talk tomorrow. If you’re here for something else, don’t waste my time."His jaw ticked. "Stop avoiding me."She let out a cold and humorless

Killian clenched his jaw as he stared at the blurry photo on his phone as if he could burn a hole through it. The image was grainy, taken from a distance, but the content was clear enough. Elara had gone out with a stranger.A man she had never mentioned.A man who had his hand on her lower back in a way that was too intimate and too comfortable for Killian’s liking.His grip tightened around the glass in his other hand, he swirled the drink then downed it in one go. The burn of the alcohol did nothing to cool the rage simmering beneath his skin. Who the fuck was he?His first thought was that Elara had betrayed him—that she was plotting with someone else behind his back. That was a dangerous possibility, but not the one that unsettled him the most.No, what really set his blood on fire was the thought that she might be fucking this man.That the coldness she had been directing at him all week wasn’t because she was keeping secrets but because she had moved on from him.He let out a s