All Chapters of Untouchable ex-wife of the ruthless billionaire CEO : Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

Damon Blackwood walked into Lillian Ashford's office with a determined stride that sent a ripple of tension through the room. Though within a tempest roared, his face was a frigid mask and his jaw stiff. Every move she had played him, outsmarted him; now it was time to ask questions. Lillian sat at her desk, comfortable, her fingertips stroking the back of her leather chair, as if the confrontation were the most little thing in the world. Unbothered, nearly pleased by his presence, her eyes rose slowly to meet his. Damon replied, his voice harsh and full of poison, "You seem confident today." I hope you arrived to at last clarify why you have been playing me from the beginning. Her gaze stayed on his as she slightly tilted her head. Damon, I haven't been playing you. I've just been playing the game better than you. You didn't see it coming; not my fault. Overwhelming was the need to slam the desk in front of him, his hands gripped at his sides. "You have crossed the line," he said

Damon strode around the large room, his thoughts whirling like the storm clouds outside. Though his attention was miles away, the glass walls of his penthouse provided a stunning view of the city. Lillian's recent acquisition had really upset him; now, a fresh difficulty had appeared. Hearing the door to his office open, he turned to face the man standing in the doorway. Jaxon stood there, his countenance unreadable, his wide shoulders filling the screen. His gaze was icy, a warning Damon was not in the mood to follow. Damon snarled, "Get out," but Jaxon stayed planted, slowly and purposefully walking inside. As he said, Jaxon sounded almost aloof and quiet. Damon, she's not only a business associate. She's off-limits. Damon's temper surged; the words stung with an unanticipated sharpness. You believe you can govern me, Jaxon? His voice was low, menacing. You have no clue what you're walking into. Jaxon kept looking. I know just what I'm entering. Blackwood, you are overstepping.

Lillian watched the city below her, a jungle of steel and glass, pulse as she stood by her office's enormous glass window. She was tormented by the news headline on her phone, and the steady hum of traffic seemed far away and unimportant. As the words sank in like a slow poison, her fingers grew tighter around the screen. The Harrison Group's main asset is purchased by Blackwood Industries. Her face was emptied of blood. It had caught her off guard. Not this action. She had spent years cultivating the most profitable portion for her company, which now belonged to Damon Blackwood. A man she believed she could outsmart, control, and influence. Now, though? It hurt more than she had anticipated since he had outplayed her. She made a small line with her lips. There was no hesitancy, no terror. Just resolve. "Ms Harrison, are you alright?" With a note of worry in her voice, her assistant's voice broke the stillness. Lillian's demeanour seemed unconcerned as she looked over her shoulder. T

Seraphina watched the metropolitan cityscape unfold below her as she stood by her penthouse's wide windows. Although she had always enjoyed the authority that came with shaping the story, she felt a fresh sense of fulfilment today. As she completed the draft of a message to a reliable reporter, she tapped the screen of her phone. Muttering to herself, "This should be just the right touch," The fabricated tale about Lillian was audacious, yet it included enough veracity to be plausible. It was going to do incalculable harm. A smirk pulled at her lips as her fingers lingered over the send button, and then she tapped it one last time to send the message. Notifications buzzed on the phone a few moments later. The press had attacked. As word got out, Lillian was charged with business espionage. It was the ideal weapon. Knowing that Lillian would be the one drowning after her well-planned blow, Seraphina waited as the tide started to turn. Lillian sat at her gorgeous mahogany workstation