All Chapters of My Ex-wife is a Hidden Heiress!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter Forty One

Endless PromisesValenticias POV~The auction’s incident stuck to me like wet silk, the tax fraud gossip was still a fresh wound. I’d turned to face the crowd, my silver gown a shield, my donation to “truth” a defiant jab. When I listened to the leaked audio for the first time? My voice, twisted, admitting to a bribe, my stomach had dropped and fear had formed in my throat. Seryne’s upper crust had muttered, their pity, their disdain, a riot, and I’d run from the gala with my heart bruised, and aching severely. I stepped out into the cool night, and my phone buzzed with a text from Stefan: Come to the penthouse. Just us. Let’s meet. And I replied, On my way, my nerve calming at the thought of him.The elevator to Stefan’s Seryne penthouse hummed, and I looked at myself in its mirrored walls, a woman drained but free. I’d changed out of my gown into a plain silk dress: emerald green, soft silk that protested the chaos of the day. The doors swung wide, and I stepped into a rooftop g

Chapter Forty Two

Fractured AlliancesNatashas POV~My Seryne apartment was thrown in sharp relief with the dim light of my laptop screen, which flashed with a new headline: Clawford Heiress Defies Scandal at Auction. Valenticia’s fine speech, of dedicating a fortune to “truth,” returned to mock me. My fingers tensed around the wooden armrest, my nails burrowing into it, and sweats from jealousy trickled down my veins. Dmitri lounged on the sofa next to me, his tie slack, his eyes far away, in one hand he held a whisky. He’d been like that ever since we’d stumbled on the video late last night, a Vakette internship forwarding us the link with a smug Thought you’d want to see this. Dmitri had been silent as he’d watched Valenticia defy them, his jaw locked, her brilliance a shock he was marveled at. “You’re disgusting,” I snapped, my voice poisoned, but he didn’t sway, his lack of reaction slicing, sharp, into my gut.Rage boiled over as my phone buzzed and I ignored it. The projector hack at the gala,

Chapter Forty Three

Echoes of RegretDimitris POV~The flickering light of my computer screen saturated the jumbled books, records and paper in my crowded office, the line of our stock chart at Vakette Industries was dropping badly. The red lines jagged down, each swoop evidence of my failure. I sat back in the creaking leather chair, my tie loosened, the weight of bankruptcy heavy on my chest. Five years ago, I’d taken over the CEO position at Vakette not because I deserved it, but because I’d married into the role—on Natasha’s twenty-fifth birthday, no less, a pretty little bow on an inheritance from her father, Waylen Anderson, a restraint placed with gold ropes and handed to me. She’d stood in this exact office, coldly noting, “You’re welcome, Dmitri. Don’t screw it up.” I’d been nodding, ambition had blinded me, and I’d thought that Vakette, lowly Vakette in Wyruin, might be my empire. Now it was crumbling — and so was I.I glanced off to a photo sitting in a frame on the desk—Natasha and me at our

Chapter Forty Four

Trial By BloodValenticias POV~Every headline, every boardroom glare degraded me, but Stefan — Stefan stood beside me. We had been hanging out, working late-night strategy sessions at Clawford, his hand brushing mine over coffee, his teasing grins easing my fears. Yesterday, as I left an auction, my phone pinged with his text: Run away with me tomorrow. My lakeside cabin, just us. My heart had jumped at the thought of a night away a salve to my shredded nerves. “Yes,” I'd answered, my voice shaking with relief and the need for him, his warmth, his strength.Now driving through Wyllbron’s rolling hills, the city had vanished in the rearview mirror. Stefan’s Bentley buzzed, his profile intense against the twilight, his casual knit a pale foil to his usual suits. The cabin came into view, alongside a starlit lake, and the wooden porch hung with lanterns. There was smoke coming from the chimney, and from the crackling fire within he knew there would be refuge. I stepped outside, the nigh

Chapter Forty Five

A Legacy's KeeperRosanns POV~I sat at my desk, as the lamplight shone over over board’s vote to freeze all of Valenticia's assets, the document a betrayal that had my hands trembling with anger. At first, the news — a brisk email from the board leader, Larson, expressing “concerns” after Natasha’s forged agreement — had been a pain, a violation of my family’s history as he had stated. My granddaughter, Valenticia, was struggling to regain her position, and they had the nerve to frame her. I balled the paper up in my hand, white-knuckled, angry and threw it away. A memory flooded back — my son, Valenticia’s father, laughing in this room before that damned crash took him in 1999. His death fed my pledge: I would protect Valenticia, no matter the cost.Larson’s self-satisfied face tormented me. Three days ago, he’d called me, his voice greasy, and asked for a face-to-face meeting. “We need to talk about Valenticia’s … suitability,” he had said, badmouthing her as a “fraud” and “unstab

Chapter Forty Six

Desperate AttemptHailey's POV~I drove my Porsche through the city, my knuckles white on the wheel as the road passed out of sight and Lovtan’s skyline smeared. I went to meet Lila and Gregor at a Galden backroom. I had pulled into a dark alley, the rusted door to the warehouse above me. A guard nodded me through, and I entered the dim, musty air, my heels clicking along the concrete. The sight before me made me freeze: Lila, my cousin, with Gregor, their lips locked in a passionate kiss, him moaning mean and low. I chuckled, leaning against the doorframe, teasing in my tone. “I’d hate to spoil the party, but we’ve got some unfinished business.”Lila pulled back, her leather jacket creaking, her grin unapologetic. “Jealous, Hais?” she murmured, tidying her hair. Gregor tugged on his tie, his smirk cold. “Shall we?” he said, motioning to a metal table covered in files. My heart pounded — business, at last. I sank into a chair, the neckline of my scarlet dress constricting, my heel d

Chapter Forty Seven

Unyielding BondsStefan's POV ~The Lovtan summit hall hummed and buzzed with excitement while I waited, the crowd's whispers reverberating off the ceiling, but all I could focus on was Valenticia. Her exceptional cleavage supported her otherworldly poise, the jade hairpin from Rosanna glittered in her dark hair, the way her radiant sapphire gown draped her curves. Her speech kicked off, voice strong, and authoritative: “Seryne’s rumors—doctored audios, spurious contracts—are lies. I’m Clawford’s heir, in blood and grit. We’ll create, with New Dream, a tech hub for Wyllbron.” I leaned forward, my heart swelling. She glanced at me, grinned, and I nodded as pride welled up — there was no stopping her.An applause broke out as her speech finished, but the reporters swarmed, their questions pointed. "Miss Clawford, do you happen to be Galden's experimental model?" one shouted, camera flashing. I walked up, my gravely CEO attitude acting as a barrier, my voice slicing through. “That stor

Chapter Forty Eight

Tangled WebNatasha's POV~I was seated on the velvet chair, my laptop broadcasting Valenticia’s Lovtan summit speech, and each word hit me like another pin to the flesh. Standing at the podium in a sapphire gown on Saturday, her voice steady: “Those lies — created audios, fake contracts — won’t break Clawford. We’ll get up with New Dream, constructioning Wyllbron’s future.” Her composure was maddening, a slap to my plots, her jade hairpin-like a crown I’d never wear. The pain burned in my chest, and jealousy raked across it as the crowd roared and her victory sneered at Vakette’s ruin. Nails dug into my palms, anger, I was trembling—she was taking everything from me, even Dmitri’s heart.Dmitri splayed himself across the couch, suit askew, the neck of a whiskey bottle wobbling between his fingers as his drunkenness assembled a depressing still-life. His eyes, bloodshot, remained glued to the screen, and he muttered, “Valenticia,” her name a blurred prayer. My heart turned over, part

Chapter Forty Nine

The ResolveValenticia's POV~Tension throbbed through the Lovtan summit hall, its marble columns soaring as I rose to my feet and took the podium, my sapphire gown shimmering in the light of the massive chandelier. My heart was beating hard, the sting of the forged memo implicating me in a merger scam, but I channelled Rosanna’s advice: you command, never waver. The room silenced, pens of reporters still, and I started, “The lies—are doctored memos, fake audios—serve to rip Clawford up. Today, I unearth their fraud: Nexus Ventures’ payments, which I tracked down with my team, built this scam. Here’s the proof.” I lifted a slate, Elaine’s Nexus entries. “I am Clawford’s daughter, and we'll rise, unbowed.” The crowd was on its feet the moment I finished speaking, and then there was a deafening applause, and I felt untouchable. I surveyed the room, making eye contact with Larson, the board mole, who shifted nervously — the guilty party. I saw through his face.I didn't go home. I stay

Chapter Fifty

Breaking Point Natasha's POV~Vakette’s beaten-down office smelled like stale coffee and despair, its tattered walls reflecting my disintegrating universe. I’d sat at the scuffed desk, my laptop blaring with headlines of Valenticia’s Lovtan summit victory: Clawford Heiress Debunks Faked Video, Returns Star. Her poise! My chest was being clawed with frustration, my nails cutting into the palms of my hands, blood welling. Dmitri, flopped across the room, rumpled from a suit, eyes glued on financials, hopes to save Vakette from going bankrupt.“You’re pointless,” I hissed. “She’s dancing on our grave and you’re counting pennies?” He never said a word, which felt like a betrayal, and just made my anger worse. “Pathetic worm,” I spat, lowered and vindictive. “You would rather kiss Valenticia’s feet than fight for us!”I saw him flinch a bit, but it only fueled my rage. A flashback took me—our engagement months years ago, a Seryne rooftop shimmering with hope. Dmitri had been kneeling, w

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