All Chapters of Ex-Wife Transition: The Comeback Of The Hidden Heiress: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

•LUCIUS•“Lucius, we need to talk about Mateo. I don’t think I’m comfortable with him being in the house. We must get him his own place.”I closed my laptop, sighed, and looked at my mother as she walked into my home office.“What now, mother?”“Mateo!” She frowned. “I can’t stand him. I don’t want him in the house anymore. You must figure something out to get him out of here.”“We talked about this, Mom. I can’t do that. I have a plan in place, and I can’t afford to go against it. If you don’t like Mateo, then try to avoid him.”“What will happen if he tries to sabotage you in your company? You can’t trust him. His mother fueled him into doing something absolutely ridiculous to get all the things he couldn’t get before your father died.”“I guess I’ll figure that out when it happens.” I leaned back in my chair. “Right now, everything’s going well, and I won’t ruin my plans.”“You’re my son,” she leaned toward the table. “I don’t want you to lose everything you’ve worked hard for.”“Y

•CAMILLA•When I woke up in the morning, the bed was empty, and there was no sign of Santino.Nico’s nanny told me he went to the balcony when he came home, but I went there to look for him; he was nowhere to be found.He turned off his cell phone, so I left him alone. I thought maybe he needed some time alone. To think about everything that happened.I sighed as I headed to the bathroom and showered. When I was done, I dressed up and called Jena to help with my bag.I had decided that maybe Santino was right. We needed some time away from Chicago after everything that had been happening.Now that both articles were out, being in Chicago wouldn’t do me any good when Cecilia was still bound to get me out of the family businesses.I needed to be away and make another plan, just as Santino suggested when I insisted on staying and finding out who could’ve killed my father.While Jena was helping me to pack my bag, I came across the jewelry box that my father had given Maximus to give me w

•SANTINO•[16 YEARS AGO]“You said you’d give me the money today. I want it now. I have things to do and people to pay.”“I’m not working, Tom, and I told you that. I have to get money from my nephew’s trust fund. In a year, on his 21st birthday, I’ll receive payment for my caretaking.”I controlled my breathing while leaning against the wall outside the living room, eavesdropping on my aunt’s conversation with her boyfriend.I knew she meant no harm to me because she had dedicated her entire life to raising me and didn’t have anyone in the house until I was eighteen.I was just angry that when she thought she could find love and focus on herself; she got a loser for a man. It wasn’t fair—he didn’t deserve her.“Then you must make a plan so that I get the money, Arya. You know I will be dead if I don’t pay the people.”“There’s no other plan than to wait until the next payout of his trust fund. I’ll ask him for a thousand dollars and give it to you. I don’t want him to suspect anythin

•CAMILLA•“I’m sorry, Gia, I -““No, it’s okay. This is my truth, and though I know Mario has changed, it will never change that he murdered my parents. But if you want to ask me if I love him? Yes, I love him. He’s the man I want, and I can’t imagine my life with anyone else.”“I’m sorry you went through so much before you realized you loved him. I’m sure it wasn’t easy getting there with him.”“It gets better with time. So, what’s up with you?”“Well,” I breathed. “I had this ex who bought me gifts, and when Santino saw them, he threatened to find him and teach him a lesson to leave me alone. I honestly want to believe that he had nothing to do with it, but he’s dead now. He died last night, and today, Santino bought me a car. Isn’t it weird?”“It’s weird,” she sighed. “But you can’t assume that without facts. If he killed the guy, maybe he wouldn’t have allowed his death to be public. He would’ve hidden his body or buried it somewhere.”Sighing, I leaned back on the couch. “I don’t

•LUCIUS•A card fell from my bag when I got back home from work, and when I picked it up and saw the credentials on it, it suddenly occurred to me it was the girl I met a few days ago in the bar.A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I sat on the couch in my bedroom and took my cell phone to call the number.I was curious if she would remember me, and when she answered, my heart skipped a beat.“Hey, stranger.”“Oh, hey, you.” She instantly seemed to remember me, but I wasn’t sure if I was the right person she was referring to.“I thought I should check up on you. It’s been a while since I last saw you. The little time we had in that restroom still roams in my mind.”“I thought you’d never call, big daddy. You were in my thoughts all day. I miss you.”My dick twitched when she said that.“Where are you? I can come to your place right now.”“I’ll send you the address at this number. Don’t take time. I’m wet, and I’m not wearing anything.”“Don’t touch yourself until I get there.” I hung up