All Chapters of Ex-Wife’s Revenge: Chapter 11 - Chapter 14

Chapter 11Of course, I heard the news.It was everywhere.My wife—Fuck! Even saying that out loud sounded strange.My wife was back.But not just back.Back and making headlines.I cursed Alfred under my breath.Stupid old man. How do you let a mere girl walk in and take your company out from under you?And the worst part? He didn’t even know it was her.I scoffed, shifting in bed, my arm draped over the blonde passed out beside me. The stench of cheap perfume lingered, sticky and sour.I’ve always been careful. Always.My company was solid. No weak points. No gaps in control. I'd never let anyone blindside me like Alfred just had.I was mid-thought when she stirred beside me, her fingers trailing across my chest.Pathetic.“Don’t touch me,” I barked, swatting her hand away. “Get out.”She blinked, confused. “What? Why—”“Get. Out.” My voice dropped lower, bitter.“You’re just another desperate whore looking for a rich man to cling to,” I growled.She scrambled, throwing on last nig

Chapter 13GabriellaFortunately, and a smart move on his part, Bastian’s right-hand man agreed to the meeting before my assistant even had to speak.By evening, I was walking into a small, hidden restaurant tucked in the middle of nowhere. One of those exclusive places only the rich seemed to know about. It was low-lit, stylish, private. I rolled my eyes. Dramatic much? But I couldn’t lie—smart. The last thing either of us needed was more attention. I'd already spent the day dodging paparazzi, practically living under a scarf.As I walked in, I spotted him instantly—Bastian. Sitting there, looking calm, but that jaw of his was tense. Pissed. Still handsome though.I took a seat, and he reached across the table, gently taking my hand like this was some damn date.“I’m glad you could make it,” he said, eyes trailing over my face. “You can take off the scarf. It’s safe here.”The waiter appeared with wine and poured it into my glass. He handed me a menu.“What would you like?”“I’m not