My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Sealing the DealValenticia’s POV~Rosanna’s health kept on disturbing me in my mind constantly, and I spent my days juggling work at Clawford Enterprises with visits to the hospital, where she stayed for treatment. Her pneumonia wasn’t improving as fast as I had hoped that it would, and every cough I heard during our talks made my stomach twist. I wanted her home with me, safe in the spare room I was already setting up with her favorite blankets and a teapot for chamomile. But work didn’t stop, and the responsibility of running the company felt heavier than ever. Emails piled up, meetings stacked my calendar, and I barely had time to breathe. Still, I made it work, driven by the need to keep Clawford strong and get Nana settled.That morning, as I drove to the office, my phone pinged with another email from Stefan. He’d been pushing for months about a partnership deal, an exclusive sensor supply for Helix’s new tech line. The idea was big, promising a twenty percent profit boost if

A Proposal’s WeightStefan’s POV~It happened a week before the big signing event with Clawford, at a quiet restaurant downtown called Bella Vita. The place had dim lights, small tables with candles, and soft music in the background. Natasha sat across from me, her dark hair loose, wearing a simple green dress. We’d been working late at Helix, closing a deal, and decided to grab dinner to unwind. As we ate, I kept thinking about how steady she’d always been there for meetings, quick with solutions, making my life easier after the mess with Valenticia ended.Over plates of lasagna, we started talking about the future. “Helix is growing fast,” Natasha said, cutting a bite. “The new wearable line’s going to put us ahead. You’re killing it, Stefan.”I smiled, sipping my water. “We’re killing it. You’ve been key on every contract this year.”She laughed, shaking her head. “Team effort. But seriously, where do you see us in a year? More deals? Bigger office?”Her question caught me off guar

Unexpected EncountersValenticia’s POV~The day I picked up Nana from Willow Creek Elderly Home started with a buzz of excitement. I woke early, made coffee, and packed a bag with her favorite things—chamomile tea, a soft sweater, and a photo album of us with Mom. Knowing she’d finally live with me felt like a weight lifted. Her pneumonia had scared me, and having her close meant I could keep her safe. I drove to the home with my mind full of plans. Her room was ready, with a cozy bed and a small table for her tea. At the office, I’d cleared my afternoon to focus on her move, balancing work and family as best I could.I arrived at Willow Creek by ten, the building quiet with soft sunlight streaming through the windows. Nurse Clara met me at the front desk, her clipboard in hand. “Rosanna’s ready,” she said, smiling. “She’s excited to go home with you.”“Thanks for everything,” I said, signing the discharge papers. “Any last tips for her care?”“Keep her warm, make sure she takes her m

Awkward SilencesValenticia’s POV~“Valenticia, can you determine the sensor lot for next week?” Stefan said, his deep voice echoing through the buzz in the meeting room at Clawford Enterprises. He pointed to a slide displayed on the projector, charting Helix’s product timeline.I glanced up from my notes and locked eyes with him for a beat before looking back down. “We're on schedule,” I responded, with a clipped tone and sharpness in my voice. “First batch ships Monday. Quality checks are done.”He looked all business as he nodded. “Good. Let’s connect on logistics by Friday.”“Fine,” I said, jotting a note so that I wouldn’t have to look at him once more. The room was packed with my team and his team, all trying to hammer out the sensor deal we had agreed to. But whenever Stefan talked, my stomach twisted. I recalled our dinner at Luigi’s, laughing as we used to laugh, and my foolish thought that perhaps we could be friends again. Now his neat tone and fast nods felt mannered, as

Unwanted SightValenticia’s POV~I grunted and threw my phone on the passenger seat as I threaded my way through city traffic. Last-minute requests from a client had been approved by Stefan on the sensor prototype, and it was due to come back with his signature in the morning. Shortly before I left the office, I received a call from his secretary, Rachel. “Stefan’s sick at home today,” she said. “He’s not checking his emails, but he has to sign off. Will you leave the papers at his home?”I paused, tightening my hold on the phone. “Can’t it wait until tomorrow?” I asked.“No,” she said. “The client’s pushing hard. It’s urgent.”“Fine,” I said, hanging up. Just the thought of going to Stefan’s house made my stomach twist. It had been quite awkward since he gave me the news about his engagement to Natasha. Staff meetings involved long stares at one another and forced smiles, and I would make sure never to be alone with him. But he was sick, and this trade was a huge one for Clawford. Al