After Divorcing My Ex-Husband, I became His Boss의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

Hannah’s POV:Now that I had passed the first phase of the competition, a rush of exhilaration coursed through me. I was motivated. The next phase loomed over me like a mountain I was required to climb in just two weeks. We were given this extended period to work out our physical prototypes, and I knew I had to make mine count. At the end of those two weeks, we would present our work to the judges. Only ten contestants would be chosen, and their prototypes would be televised for everyone to see. Then, the real challenge would begin: the public voting.I felt incredibly supported, surrounded by people who were ready to dive in and help me bring my vision to life– Adam, Hayes and people at the company. I was doing most of the work but their helping hands went a long way. Most of my time was spent at Josh’s company, where the entire team rallied around me. “Thank you all so much for helping me with this,” I said, genuinely touched by their enthusiasm.“Don’t worry about it. We’re always

Hannah's POV:“His glasses have a camera lens attached to them,” Josh repeated, his tone sharper now, like a knife cutting through my sense of security.I watched in stunned silence as Josh gripped Hayes by the collar, yanking him out of the chair where he sat looking less like he was innocent and more like a thief caught in the act. Hayes stammered, “What… what are you talking about?” His eyes darted around the room, clearly panicking.“Just look!” Josh exclaimed, his hands flying to Hayes’ face, pulling the glasses off with an urgency that screamed desperation. I felt a strange mix of anxiousness and curiosity swelling inside me as I watched, unable to process what was unfolding before my eyes.There it was—the tiny lens, nestled among the frames—a minuscule spy hidden in plain sight. It was undeniable. My stomach dropped at the realization, and I found myself biting my lip, fighting back a wave of frustration. Almost—just almost—I had let myself be fooled. Hayes had promised to te

Adam's POV: The atmosphere in the auditorium crackled with tension, alive with whispers and sharp breaths. The audience was practically on the edge of their seats. It felt like we had all been transported into one of those dramatic Telemundo shows; tensions soared as accusations flew through the air like daggers. I could see Hannah, her usual confidence faltering just a bit, standing there at the front alongside Maria, her adopted sister. I stayed seated, observing for just a bit. Hannah had accused Maria of cheating using earplugs and had presented evidence. I also watched as Maria, wide-eyed and trembling, retaliated with an accusation of physical assault. Both of which were instant disqualifications from this competition. Suddenly, Hannah's mom stormed onto the main stage, followed closely by Maria's fiancé, Stiles. The chaos escalated further. Hannah’s mother wasted no time defending Maria, claiming, “This is a lie! Maria would never cheat. I'm sure she just wanted to frame h

Hannah’s POV:The Internet is a crazy, fickle place. One day you can be the most hated person, and the next moment, you have a legion of fans rallying behind you as if they’ve known you all their lives. This morning, I woke up feeling like a ghost—my project barely had any votes. But now, less than twenty-four hours later, I was staring at my screen while the number of votes skyrocketed.“This is almost ten million votes! That’s more than the population of some countries!” I exclaimed to myself, practically jumping up and down with joy. My heart was full. I had poured every ounce of blood, sweat, and tears into this project, and to see others appreciating it just as I had always hoped made my heart bounce with joy.I was still riding that high when my phone rang, breaking the moment. It was an unknown number, but I picked it up anyway. “Hello, is this Hannah Blacken?” asked a woman’s voice on the other end.“Yes. Who is this?” I replied, my curiosity piqued.“This is Jaden’s mother,”

Hannah's POV:When I pulled into the driveway of my family's estate, the sun was shining brighter than I could remember. It felt almost like the weather was trying to give me a heads-up about what lay ahead. I stepped out of my car, the scent of freshly cut grass wafted in the air as I made my way to the large living room, where my family was already gathered on the couch, or at least most of them.My mom sat perched on the elegant three-seater couch decorated with golden edges, her posture rigid, just like my brothers, Bryce and Stiles, who occupied the two-seater, their expressions stiff. And beside my mother, there was Maria, wearing her usual pretending-to-be-innocent look but decked out in far too much makeup for any family gathering. Stiles had his hand resting on Maria's lap, like a devoted fiancé ready to defend her against any slight.“Is it just me, or did this place just get a whole lot gloomier?” Bryce quipped as I plopped down into the single-seater couch.“The air sudde