The Divorced Billionaire Heiress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

~AlexaGia’s eyes burned with fury. For a moment, I thought she might actually pounce on me. Her expression said it all—she never saw that slap coming.She raised her head slowly, biting her cheek in disbelief. “Did you just slap me?”I folded my arms and smirked. “Yes, Gia. And I’ll do it again if you keep acting foolish.”She charged at me, but Justin quickly stepped between us, holding her back.“That’s not necessary, Gia,” he said, trying to sound calm. “Let me speak to her.”Then he turned to me, wearing that fake look he always wore when he wanted to pretend like we were still okay. His eyes narrowed on me, like I had betrayed him instead of the other way around.“You don’t have to lie about all this, Alexa,” he said. “You don’t have to play that fake video and insist I killed your child. You know it’s not true. That child was mine too. Do you really think a father would kill his own baby?”His words made my skin crawl. I stepped forward and shoved him backward.“Who do you thin

{Justin’s POV}I let out a dry, shaky laugh. “Of course not, Mother. Why would you even ask me if I’m going to sign those divorce papers when the answer is clearly a no?”I stepped further into the living room, gesturing as I spoke. “I’ve worked too damn hard for everything I have today. The mansion, the empire... the newly launched companies—I’ve been grinding nonstop to make sure I own the world. And now I’m just supposed to hand over 70% of all that to Alexa? All in the name of alimony? That will never happen, Mother. Never!”Mother walked over, a pleased smile spreading across her face as she gently patted my back. I could see it in her eyes—she was proud of my stance. And frankly, her earlier question didn’t even matter anymore. There’s no freaking way I’m signing those divorce papers. No way in hell I’ll give Alexa a dime of what I’ve built.Still smiling, she poured a glass of wine, handed it to me, and said brightly, “I’m proud of you, my son. You’ve shown me exactly who you a

~AlexaI blinked twice, hoping to snap out of what I thought was a dream.Felicia… asking me to come and see her for something important?I let out a dry, sarcastic chuckle.Felicia? Texting me?She’s the last person I ever expected to see my name in her chat history. Felicia never liked me—not now, not ever. In her mind, I’m a walking curse that brought misfortune into the Milton household. According to her, the moment I stepped foot into their home, her husband died.Even though the doctor had clearly said his health had been failing long before I married Justin. In fact, it was Old Mr. Milton’s wish to see his son settle down with someone “well-mannered” before passing on. He was already sick when I met him. Everyone knew that.Everyone… except Felicia, apparently.She decided to rewrite the entire narrative and cast me as the villain in her personal soap opera. I was blamed for everything: from power outages to spoiled soup—and of course, for her son’s choice of a wife. She always

~Alexa I looked up to see who had grabbed my hand with such force—only to find Justin towering over me. My lips parted slightly, and I locked eyes with him. He was furious. His eyes were bloodshot, his skin radiating heat like an open flame. That rage wasn’t just buried in his bones—it was carved into his face. He looked like he could devour me whole. Still gripping my wrist, his voice came out low and harsh, like he was holding himself back from exploding. “You’re coming with me, Alexa. You’re going to explain what gave you the audacity to shove my mother like that!” I yanked my hand free in one sharp motion and shoved him back. “What the heck is wrong with you, Justin? Have you completely lost your sense of control? How dare you manhandle a woman in public? Do you want me to sue you?” He leaned forward, his jaw tight, and jabbed a finger toward his mother—who, right on cue, had started groaning like she’d been cast in a low-budget drama. “Look at my mother, Alexa! Y

~AlexaThe moment he said this, I responded,“Okay!”Then I hung up.The tension wasn’t only on me — my friend Zee also looked unsettled, her expression tight with suspense.“What’s the problem?” she asked, leaning closer as I scrolled through my phone, trying to access my linked streaming TV app. “What did Lucas say? Is it that serious?”I sniffed and scratched my head, still unsure.“He said I should check my phone for any news channel! I don’t know why, but…”I froze the moment the live broadcast loaded on one of the local news channels.“The CEO of G Group faces allegations after a source revealed that the Sullivan Empire has lost a $300 million property to G Group without any formal sale!”My jaw tightened as the young CEO of G Group appeared on-screen, seated confidently in front of reporters.“The CEO of ABC personally handed me the property documents,” he stated smoothly. “This shows that an agreement was made, and the 150-acre land already belongs to G Group.”I clenched my f