Lahat ng Kabanata ng After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

SophiaThe sound of Chloe’s ragged breathing filled the back seat of Alex’s car as we sped through the empty streets. She was barely holding herself together, her fingers curled into the fabric of her dress like she could ground herself through sheer force of will. She had been quiet since we left Nathan’s mansion, too quiet. But I wasn’t in the mood to coax words out of her.She had made her choices. And now, she was facing the consequences.Alex glanced at me from the driver’s seat, his expression unreadable. “She needs medical attention,” he said, voice low but firm.“She needs to start talking,” I countered, turning in my seat to face her. “Why did Nathan take you?”Chloe swallowed hard, staring at the passing streetlights like they held the answers. “He said I was a liability,” she whispered. “That I was an unfinished problem that needed to be taken care of.”A sharp pulse of satisfaction ran through me. So, Nathan wasn’t invincible after all. If he was eliminating liabilities, i

SophiaThe night was eerily quiet. Too quiet.I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, staring at the city below. The distant hum of traffic was muted, the glow of streetlights casting long, sharp shadows across the skyline. But beneath the illusion of normalcy, I could feel it—something was wrong.The uneasy sensation sat heavy in my chest, a quiet warning that refused to be ignored.Then, my phone rang.Bellion.I picked up, already bracing myself.“You need to turn on the news,” he said, his voice sharper than usual.I reached for the remote and flicked on the TV.The moment the screen came to life, my stomach dropped.BREAKING NEWS: FIRE ENGULFS WAREHOUSE IN SOUTH INDUSTRIAL DISTRICTThe footage was chaotic—flames swallowing steel and concrete, thick black smoke curling into the night sky like a living thing. The warehouse wasn’t just on fire. It was gone.My warehouse.A cold numbness spread through my veins.The news anchor’s voice was a distant hum. “…the fire d

SophiaVictory was within reach.I could feel it in the coldness of the air, feel it in the manner Alex leaned back in his chair, grinning at me as Bellion poured himself a measured glass of whiskey.Nathan was disintegrating.And now, we had to break him."The fire was a provocation," I replied, my knuckles lightly hitting the table. "Nathan asked me to provoke him to it. He counted on me to lose control and make a mistake."Bellion swirled his drink. "We make him wish he had not taken the first step."Alex smiled. "I assume you already have some scheme in mind."And sure enough, I did.Nathan Carter lived on control. He wielded his authority as a sword, holding everyone at just desperate enough to need him, but never strong enough to defy him.But what becomes of a king when he loses his kingdom?I sat forward, my tone soft but poisonous."We do away with his name."Bellion leaned back, his eyes narrowing. "Go on."I gazed at him. "We won't ruin only his business. We will take away

NathanThe silence was suffocating.For the first time in my life, I wasn't in control.I was sitting in my office—no, not mine. Not anymore. The same board I used to rule over had turned against me, their loyalty crumbling faster than the empire I built. My name, my reputation, my legacy—it was all falling through my fingers, devoured by the same woman I underestimated.Sophia.The woman I had shaped. The woman I once underestimated as innocent, weak. And now, she was the very force destroying all that I had built.My hand tightened around the tumbler of whiskey I held, the liquid untouched. I had sat like this for hours, staring blankly out at the city view outside my office window. The skyline stretched on forever, and I saw nothing.Vince had tried to talk to me previously, but I had ignored him. Calls from my attorneys, from my business partners, even from Chloe—all ignored.I did not want to hear what they would say.I already knew.Carter Enterprises was under investigation. My

NathanThe moment I stepped out of that restaurant, I knew.I had her.Sophia had thought she'd been playing me, thought she'd been calling the shots, but she'd made a mistake. And I'd caught her.The recording device in my pocket felt heavier than it was, like a loaded gun I'd just been handed. One bullet, perfectly aimed.Now all I had to do was pull the trigger.I hoisted myself into the backseat of my car, my mind already racing. Vince got in beside me, his sharp eyes scanning my face."You got something," he said. It wasn't a question.I smiled. "Oh, I got more than something."Vince leaned forward. "What is it?I drew the tiny device from my pocket, keeping it suspended between us. "Sophia's turn. She slipped up, just enough for me to figure it out." Vince's eyebrows knit together. "You sure it's not a trap?"I chuckled, shaking my head. "That's the best part. She thought she was playing me. Thought she was controlling the conversation. But I know her better than she knows." I