Alle Kapitel von RISE OF THE EX WIFE : Mona's Revenge: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

Chapter ninety twoEmily Caldwell watched workers remove the gilded letters from the Caldwell Children's Wing of Boston Memorial Hospital. Each letter pulled from the stone felt like a physical blow, erasing a legacy built across generations.A small crowd gathered, taking photos of the family's public rejection. Emily stood tall despite their whispers and barely hidden satisfaction.The final "L" came down with a scrape of metal against stone, leaving ghostly outlines where the letters had protected the granite from weather."Mrs. Caldwell?"She turned to find Dr. William Foster, the hospital's director, a man who had fawned over her at countless galas, who had named a research lab after her just two years ago."I didn't expect to see you here," he said, uncomfortable."I wanted to witness this moment personally," Emily replied, her voice steady despite her inner turmoil. "The Caldwell family has donated over twenty million dollars to this hospital since 1990.""The board's decision

Chapter ninety fourLora's coffee grew cold as she stared at the Boston Tribune's society pages spread across the kitchen table. Her hands trembled, crumpling the newspaper's edges. The headline screamed at her: "YOUNG BENNETT HEIR CELEBRATES 20TH BIRTHDAY WITH 'GODMOTHER' MONA KANE."The photo beneath showed James, her cousin, her rightful inheritance, beaming between Alexander and Mona Kane. They looked like a perfect family unit. James gazing at Mona with open admiration. Mona's hand resting on his shoulder in a maternal gesture. Alexander standing proud, like a father watching his protégé."Godmother," Lora whispered, the word burning her throat. "She's calling herself his godmother now."She read further, each word stabbing deeper:*"James Bennett showered praise on Mona Kane during his emotional birthday speech, crediting her with his transformation from 'family disappointment' to capable heir. 'She believed in me when no one else did,' the young Bennett told the assembled guest

Chapter ninety sixMorning sunlight flooded Mona's office at Kane Industries. She sat behind her walnut desk, reviewing reports until a soft knock interrupted her concentration."Come in," she called.Daniel Mercer entered, carrying a slim folder. With graying temples and sharp eyes, Kane Industries' security chief was valued for his network of informants throughout Boston."Mrs. Kane," he nodded. "I have the information you requested.""What did you find?"Daniel placed the folder between them. "Lora Caldwell met with three young men at a bar near Boston University three days ago."Mona raised an eyebrow. "Not her usual scene.""Precisely why she chose it." He opened the folder, revealing photographs. "Tyler Hutchins, Derek Wilson, and Zack Peterson. All from wealthy families, all with disciplinary issues, all once close friends with James Bennett.""James's former party crowd," Mona said, studying their entitled expressions."Yes. Before your guidance, he was frequently with them, d

Chapter ninety eightThe elevator doors opened onto the top floor of Kane Tower, where Mona waited for James in the dimly lit corridor. Her face showed concern, though she managed a warm smile as he approached."Thank you for coming so late," she said, guiding him toward a conference room rather than her office. "Alexander is waiting inside."James felt a flutter of anxiety. Alexander Kane seldom involved himself in Mona's mentorship. His presence suggested something serious.The conference room's panoramic windows displayed Boston's nightscape, but James barely noticed the view. Alexander stood at the head of the long table, studying documents spread before him. He looked up when they entered, his expression unreadable."James," he nodded. "Please, sit."James took a seat, his gaze moving between them. "What's this about? Is something wrong?"Mona sat beside him, close enough that he could smell her subtle perfume. "Nothing's wrong. But we need to discuss your friends' invitation.""

Chapter 100The morning sun had barely risen when the heavy oak doors of the Caldwell mansion burst open without warning. Lora, still wearing yesterday's clothes and nursing a pounding headache from her sleepless night, looked up from the breakfast table to see her grandmother standing in the doorway like an avenging angel.Madam Leah Bennett's face was carved from stone, her silver hair pulled back so tightly it seemed to stretch her skin. In her gloved hand, she held her phone like a weapon ready to strike. The silence that followed her entrance was so complete that Lora could hear her own heartbeat thundering in her ears."Grandmother?" Lora's voice came out as barely a whisper. Something cold and terrible crawled up her spine as she took in the fury radiating from the older woman's body.Emily appeared in the doorway behind Madam Bennett, her own face shifting from confusion to protective anger. "Leah, what are you doing barging into our home without invitation? We weren't expecti