All Chapters of Till Divorce Do Us Part: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

MARK“You are a bastard, and I am going to make sure you lose everything you ever own,” Donald threatened deeply.He was obviously pained.What man wouldn’t be pained? Any man with integrity, power, and authority would feel insulted and humiliated by what I just said, and the fact that it was true made Donald burn with anger. Well, it was time he also got a dose of his own medicine.I was sick and tired of being trolled by him every single time we ran into each other, and since he couldn’t steal my company, he had decided to go for what he thought I wanted the most.Alexa Silver.I did want her, but with my recent conclusions about everything that had happened, I didn’t think I wanted her that much. If she could go this length just to pull me down when all I ever did wrong was not treat her as I should have treated my wife, then there was no need wanting her back.She and Ivy might be stepsisters and of different revenge mission, but they were all the same, and I was better off withou

ALEXAIt felt so good to be back in Paris!That was the feeling that engulfed me the moment our private jet touched down at the airport. This was the longest time I had travelled out of Paris, which I rarely did, and even though I had enough fun, I couldn’t deny that I missed home.I didn’t realize how much I missed being in Paris until we landed.It was easy to get our passes at the airport because we used the pop-star’s private jet, so we didn’t have to go through the entire process of airport checks and luggage sorting.In no time, we were free to go.“How was the tour?” The pop-star asked me before we parted ways.He had been an exceptional pop-star. His humility and character wasn’t just shown when he had come to my store. All through the tour, and even though we rarely spoke, he was always so cordial and free-spirited. There was never a moment I felt left out, and he even gave me the permission to document every single moment of the tour from my perspective.I didn’t expect the

MARKI waited impatiently for Mr. Devon to get done with them while struggling with the dilemma of whether or not I should barge into the meeting and order them out of my company.Mr. Devon knew exactly where I stood in all this. He knew that I never wanted anything to do with external investors, because everyone was aware of their negative impacts on companies. Even when my dad was still alive and heading the company, he was strict about his policies regarding letting the external investors in.He knew all these, so what the fuck were they doing in my company.With so much restlessness, I turned to my personal assistant again.“Is my office clean? I want to go in there and wait for Mr. Devon,” I asked her.She fidgeted a little.“I don’t think it is, sir,” she responded dreadfully.My anger tripled.“What is that supposed to mean? So I stay absent for a couple of days and my office is abandoned? Even when I worked from the comfort of my home, I always ensured that it was neat and org

MARK“I don’t think I want to stay away any longer,” I told Mr. Devon after the tension between us seemed to have died down.And that was exactly how I felt.“Now is even the worst time to return to the company,” Mr. Devon stated. “The reason this company is not being torn down right now is because of your absence. They will rip you apart if they know that you are back like nothing happened while there is a murder allegation against you,” Mr. Devon added.I opened my mouth to speak, but it dawned on me that the news of the murder allegation wasn’t out yet.People only knew that Oscar had been murdered, but Ivy’s accusation wasn’t out in the open yet, or Vector’s admittance to a part of the crime.“But how can they rip me apart over something they haven’t heard?” I asked Mr. Devon.He seemed slightly uncomfortable, as though he had said something he wasn’t supposed to say, but he was quick to maintain his composure. He cleared his throat. “I meant to say that they would rip you apart

ALEXAThe news of Oscar’s death shook me in ways that I never expected.“He was gruesomely murdered in his apartment,” Noelle had told me.Never did I expect that something like that would happen, and although he tried to hurt me, I still didn’t want him dead.Arrested, yes, but certainly not dead.“In his apartment?” I asked, shocked. Before I left for my tour, Oscar was still in prison, and the legal arrangement was that I would file against Mark upon my return, so how did he get released?“Who released him?” I asked Noelle and she shrugged.“I am as clueless as you are, Alexa,” Noelle responded.She only just got back into Paris as well, but I wanted to ask a lot of questions. My entire body was shaking with the news, and I wanted to know exactly what was going on.“It seems to me like a lot has happened since I travelled,” I muttered.“A whole lot more than you think, Alexa,” Noelle said. “Most of which are surprising to me as well when I read the blogs,” Noelle added, hinting at