All Chapters of Tangled Hearts: In Love With My Ex Husband's Boss: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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61. Brighter Days

Avery’s POVGold and orange hues filled the penthouse living room as the weekend sun dipped below the city skyline. Sitting on the plush velvet sofa, I watched the light dance across the polished floorboards. A mountain of corporate documents sat on the coffee table in front of me, but for once, I wasn't looking at them with a sense of dread.Marcus had called an hour ago to confirm the final stock transfer.Caspian’s gift was official. Fifty-two percent of Woods-Global now belonged to me, locking my position as the absolute head of the empire. Hector’s remaining allies on the board had completely backed down the moment the legal filings hit their desks. They knew they couldn't fight a woman who held the majority of the crown.Soft footsteps sounded from the hallway, breaking the quiet warmth of the room.Caspian walked in, carrying two plates of fresh fruit and a glass of chilled water. He had traded his heavy tailored suits fo

62. Uncharted Waters

Caspian’s POVRain began to tap softly against the bedroom glass just as the clock on the nightstand struck midnight. The rhythmic sound was peaceful.Avery was sleeping soundly beside me, her small hand resting flat against my bare chest. Her breathing was slow and even. Every time she exhaled, her warm breath brushed against my collarbone, sending a quiet sense of comfort straight through my veins.I kept my arm wrapped securely around her waist, anchoring her to me in the dark.For years, my mind had been a chaotic war room. I used to lie awake for hours plotting my next move, calculating stock drops, and tracking Hector’s movements through dummy corporations. My brain never knew how to shut down. But tonight, the strategic noise was completely gone. The targets were destroyed, the ledger was balanced, and the woman I loved was safe under my roof.A strange, unfamiliar feeling settled deep in my chest. It took me a moment to reali

63. The Shattered Glass

Avery’s POVMonday morning brought the storm back to the Woods-Global tower with a vengeance. I stood in my father's old office, staring at a legal document that had just been delivered by a courier dressed in all black. The paper was stamped with a crimson seal from an international bank I had never heard of. It looked official, cold, and entirely lethal.Marcus stood across from my desk, his face completely drained of color. His eyes were wide with a kind of panic I had never seen in him, not even during the worst days of Hector’s tirades."Avery, we missed something," Marcus said, his voice barely a whisper. "Hector didn't just hide the corporate funds in Panama. He dug a hole so deep we didn't even see the bottom.""What are you talking about, Marcus?" I asked, my voice tight as I gripped the edges of the desk. "The forensic audit cleared the main accounts. We own the majority shares. We have total voting control.""We own t

64. Red Ticker

Avery’s POVBlood rushed to my ears, drowning out the ambient hum of the corporate tower. The world seemed to tilt on its axis, rendering the plush executive office completely unrecognizable. I gripped the edge of my desk, my fingernails digging into the dark mahogany until the wood bit back."What do you mean, they took him?" The words tore from my throat, raw and breathless.Vance stepped closer, the sharp scent of ozone and adrenaline rolling off him. A dark bruise was already forming along his jawline, and his knuckles were split open. "It was a professional ambush, Ms. Woods. Three unmarked black SUVs blocked his vehicle at the lower exit ramp. They used localized signal jammers. By the time my secondary team broke through the perimeter, Caspian’s security detail was down, and his personal car was empty."I looked down at the shattered glass of my cell phone on the floor. The spiderweb cracks reflected the blinking red light of the compu

65. The Zurich Variable

Avery’s POVThe frozen air of the server room felt like needles against my skin as Caspian’s bloody reflection stared back at me from the monitor. Time slowed down, expanding into a agonizing void where the only sound was the loud, mechanical thrum of the cooling fans.Caspian didn't look at the camera; his gray eyes were locked onto a point just off-screen, his jaw set so tightly the muscles in his neck strained against the collar of his torn shirt. Even bound and bleeding, his presence was a heavy, commanding weight that Julian’s men silver pistol couldn't diminish."Step away from the console, Avery," Julian’s voice slid through the speakers, smooth and entirely devoid of human empathy. She adjusted her grip on the weapon, pressing the barrel a fraction of an inch deeper into Caspian's temple. "You have exactly three minutes to abort the bullion transfer before I clear this room of its current occupant.""Don't do it, Avery!" Caspian’s voi

66. Echo of the Shot

Avery’s POV"Caspian!" My voice didn't even sound like my own anymore. It was a primal, desperate sound that tore from my chest, bouncing uselessly off the metal server racks.I lunged forward, my hands slamming flat against the cold glass of the central monitor as if I could physically tear through the digital void and pull him back. The image of Julian raising that silver pistol, the deafening crack of the gunshot, and the sudden, violent tilt of the camera replayed in my mind on an agonizing, endless loop."Trace it! Jameson, find the signal!" I ordered frantically, my chest heaving as I spun around to face the tech team. "Why did it go dark? Turn it back on!"Jameson was already hammering on his mechanical keyboard, his face completely pale under the harsh LED lights. "I'm trying, Avery! The physical camera unit was destroyed or disconnected on their end. The uplink didn't just fail, it was obliterated by the impact.""Vance, tel

67. The Final Gambit

Avery’s POVTires shrieked against the wet pavement outside, a violent sound that tore through the heavy silence of the warehouse. The bright headlights of the arriving vehicle cut through the rusted iron doors, throwing long, jagged shadows across the concrete floor where Caspian lay unconscious in my arms.Vance immediately pivoted, his rifle raised toward the entrance while his tactical team fanned out, their boots clicking sharply against the damp ground. "Hold your positions! We have unidentified movement at the primary perimeter!"My hands were shaking as I kept pressure on Caspian’s bleeding ribs. His skin felt dangerously cool, his breathing nothing more than a faint, shallow rattle against my collarbone. Every second we spent trapped in this warehouse was a second closer to losing him forever.The vehicle outside ground to a sudden halt, its engine dying with a loud, mechanical hiss.A single figure stepped through the blind

68. Sterile Horizon

Avery’s POVFluorescent lights buzzed with a relentless, maddening hum that seemed to vibrate directly inside my skull. The smell of antiseptic and industrial floor cleaner was suffocating.Three hours had passed since the paramedics wheeled Caspian through the double doors of St. Jude’s Memorial. Three hours of watching the red digital numbers on the wall clock tick forward while my hands remained stained with his blood.I sat in a rigid plastic chair, my knees pulled tightly against my chest, staring at the swinging doors of the operating theater. Jameson sat a few paces away, his face buried in his palms, his shoulders shaking with silent exhaustion. Vance stood like a stone sentinel by the hallway entrance, his arms crossed over his chest, his dark eyes fixed on every shadow that moved down the corridor.The silence was a physical weight, pressing down on us until a sharp click shattered it completely.Dr. Aris stepped out of the

69. Bloodline

Avery’s POVThe silence in the sterile hospital hallway became absolute. Even the relentless buzzing of the fluorescent lights seemed to cut out, leaving me in a vacuum where only the woman’s cold, gray gaze existed.She looked like a ghost, an elegant specter of the past I had only ever seen in the black-and-white photos scattered throughout Caspian’s private study. She was thinner, older, and her hair was a brittle shade of platinum, but those eyes, that sharp, predatory, Sterling gaze, were unmistakable."You’re dead," I breathed, the words barely audible. "Caspian told me his mother died in Switzerland a decade ago. He visited the grave.""He visited an empty headstone, Avery," the woman replied, stepping closer until the scent of expensive, sharp perfume permeated the air. "Caspian has always been prone to romanticizing his tragedies. It made it easier for him to build his little kingdom if he believed he was an orphan, driven by the mem

70. Dawn of the Vultures

Avery’s POVThe digital clock on the wall glared a cruel, fluorescent orange: 5:14 AM. Dawn was bleeding a sickly grey light across the city skyline outside the waiting room windows, signaling the expiration of the only ceasefire I had left.I sat on the floor, my back pressed against the cold drywall, with the contents of Elena Sterling’s manila envelope spread around me like pieces of a broken mirror. Jameson had spent the last three hours verifying the cryptographic signatures on the bank logs, his face growing progressively paler with every string of numbers that compiled on his laptop."It’s real, Avery," Jameson whispered, his voice cracking from raw exhaustion as he stared at the screen. "Every single piece of it. In 2016, your father didn't just sign the initial merger paperwork. He authorized a private, off-book transfer of twenty million dollars directly to a shell company owned by Arthur Sterling. That money... it was moved into a sub-accou

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