Semua Bab After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company : Bab 91 - Bab 100

SophiaEvery lie we said was a blueprint for their destruction.The safe house was silent, but now the silence was movement. The calm before impact. My head was a fuse, smoldering hot, unwinding the pieces as they fell into place. Athena. Deimos. Vince. Nathan. It wasn't a line anymore, it was a net. One I intended to ignite.I looked at the photograph stuck on the wall and remembered that night two years ago. Nathan had brought in a large European firm. Alex was standing in the shadows, negotiating deals into the ears of men three times his age. And I... I was the smile they didn't anticipate. The woman in warpaint and stilettos who'd already mapped out their weaknesses before I even shook their hands.How quickly it all fell apart. "You're not saying anything," Alex said behind me. I turned. "I'm doing math."He moved closer, his feet quiet on the wood. "You're stalling too.""I don't stall," I said. "I wait. There's a difference."He folded his arms, looking at me. "So wh

SophiaDeath wasn't as quiet as I thought it would be.It was loud. Deafening, even in the silence, in the thud of every heartbeat that still resonated despite the sedative crawling like smoke through my veins. My body was limp, a hollow shell, but my mind was fully awake. Burning. Watching. Listening.This was what it was to be a ghost with a heartbeat.Outside the mock ICU room, the world buzzed. Choreographed chaos. Nurses shouting codes that weren't real. A crash cart was brought in for dramatic effect. Bellion had orchestrated every note like a maestro of war. The ECG beeped in steady rhythm, a lifeline strained to a lie. To my lie.I was dead.Or I was supposed to be.The room they'd placed me in smelled of rust and bleach. Softly humming white lights above cast a cold glow that flickered occasionally like they knew this room wasn't meant to accommodate the living. I could hear the beep of the heart monitor beside me, forced into showing a steady, albeit slowing, rhythm. It had

SophiaThe smell of her cologne still in the air.Vanilla, amber, something synthetic trying to mimic heat. Chloe only put it on whenever she needed to pretend to have a soul.I waited in ambush in the tribune room's peeling pillars and broken crystal chandeliers, a poetic observation of what both of us had become. Queens without kingdoms. Sisters without blood. Enemies by design.The air lay heavy. There was ancient judgment within these walls. Sentences echoed through seams in the ceiling.I had wished she'd hear it also.She appeared with her heels clicking as though she owned moments. No guard. No hesitation. Just this smirk carved upon her lips like she'd already emerged victorious.I didn't move.I stood until she was three strides past the threshold before I shattered the silence."You actually believed I'd stay in the ground, didn't you?"She ceased her movement.I advanced one slow, measured step, letting the light strike my face first. Her eyes expanded, shock curving into c

SophiaAlex's study tasted like decisions. Heavy. Bitter. Smelling of the burden we both knew was going to befall us.He hadn't uttered a sound since I'd given him the pages, Chloe's writing, her hubris bare on every page, in every carefully disguised betrayal and deal. He read slowly, methodical, as if dissecting her lies with a scalpel.I stood at the window, arms folded, watching twilight fall into the cracks of the city. It seemed smaller from up there. Controlled.Contained."You're quiet," I said eventually, my tone a low buzz, too soothing for the turmoil in my heart.Alex didn't look up. "Because if I do, I may tell you how much I want to destroy everything."I turned to him. "Then say it.".His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I lost the ability to breathe."I want to take her reputation, her company, her legacy. I want to make Chloe disappear like she made you disappear. But more slowly. So she can see it coming."My lips curled, not into a smile... no, that feeling ha

SophiaI didn't flinch. Not when the message burned across my screen, Not when Alex gazed at me as if I were the question and the answer, Not when the walls in this house... my house started to feel like paper on fire. "You still don't know what you are." The words weren't a threat. They were a taunt. A dare. And something else. Something worse. A truth."What does it mean?" Alex whispered, even though his voice was already coming undone. I looked down at the necklace, the one I'd worn since childhood, a gold spiral of metal and negative space. The missing stone wasn't a mistake. It was never decoration. It was a key. A message. Something left to me by a woman I was never able to meet. Elara.Elara Vance.My mother.His mother's sister.And the entire world crumbled under my feet."Tell me this doesn't make us... " he began."It doesn't," I cut in, sharp and fast. "Our parents weren't together. Yours loved your father. Mine died trying to expose the ones who destroyed her