All Chapters of Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement.: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

SILVAN“Sir, you’re making a dangerous decision.” Michael says for the umpteenth time. “If you sign over your rights to Henry, you’ll be down by forty percent of your assets.”“Do you really think I give a fuck about my assets right now?” I glance over the sea of reporters awaiting my “big announcement.” “Astrid is all that matters. For her, I would give away my entire fortune.”Michael, persistent as ever, keeps arguing;“Henry gave you until the end of the week. If you just wait for a few more hours, I’m sure we’ll find her—““We both know that my father is a psychopath, Michael. Every second that Astrid spends in his custody puts her life at risk. I don’t care about the money or the fucking company right now. All of it can be rebuilt. I will make it all back. But if Henry harms my wife, there will be no coming back from that.” My voice lowers to a whisper; “if something happens to Astrid, I would fucking die.”Michael releases a long, defeated sigh. ”I understand, boss. Forgive my

SILVANIt’s been two days since I gave Henry what he wanted. Two fucking days since I stepped down from the position of Chairman of Rourke Construction.Two days without my wife.Two days without sleeping a wink, worrying about her day and night. Two days of trying to explain to our kids that mommy will be back soon.Two days of wondering how she’s doing. Is she being fed? Is she cold? Is she sleeping well? Is she comfortable? The stakeholders of Rourke Construction have been on my neck, asking that I return to chair the board.But the company is the least of my worries right now. Astrid is my priority and Henry is playing games with me.“Detective, any updates?”Detective Grey shakes his head and my heart shrivels in my chest once again.“I’m sorry, sir, but this case is a tough nut to crack. The vehicle that took your wife had no plate numbers. The CCTV cameras outside her office building and surrounding streets were disabled. So far, a million people have matched the physical

SILVAN“Did you hear that?”I lift a hand and pin drop silence reigns in the car. We’re all listening closely, our faces tight with strain.BOOM!! BOOM!!The first shot splits the world in two, the second one shatters my heart to pieces. “It came from the opposite lane!” I hear myself yell. “Go, go, go!!”We spent the last twenty minutes searching for the address Henry gave me earlier. Twenty minutes where I almost fucking passed out from worry. Turns out, the bastard gave me a fake address. We arrived at 113 Industrial estate to find a warehouse that had long been razed by fire. I saw red. Now we’re speeding to another location, and I’m praying that I’m not too late.“Hang in there, baby. I’m coming for you…”***The car barely rolls to a stop when I jump off, running towards the half-open door of the warehouse like my life depends on it.I’m just a few yards away when a hand clamps on my shoulder, pulling me to a stop.I whip my head around to find Michael staring at me with an

SILVAN“The doctors were right, Mr. Rourke. The bullet punctured two of your wife’s most vital organs. She has lost total control of most of her bodily functions. She’s clinically dead.”I tap my foot on the marble floors, trying to stay sane when all I feel is impatience. The hospital had decided to place Astrid in an induced coma and “monitor her progress,” but deep down, I know we don’t have time to waste. I can feel my wife slipping from me. We need to act fast before she completely gives up. Which is why I asked Michael to find the best trauma surgeon to operate on her as quickly as possible.Luckily for us, he found Dr. Susan Mitra barely two hours later and I had her flown in from India immediately. According to Michael, Dr. Susan is a trauma and cardio thoracic surgeon with twenty seven years of experience and a reputation that only screams excellence. After being cleared by the hospital, she went straight to Astrid’s room, took one look at her and said;“What a gorgeous s

SILVAN“…Strangely, all guests were evacuated by a false fire alarm an hour before the main fires started. The Montessori Haven is one of the most luxurious resorts in Bali with over three branches spread across the island, all worth an estimated two hundred billion dollars. Sadly, all three branches burned to ashes last night. Not even a single item could be retrieved.Unfortunately, numerous branches of Montessori Finance in India, Canada, Australia and Mexico faced similar catastrophe — unexplained fires that started in the middle of the night and destroyed everything in sight in a matter of minutes.It is quite obvious that billionaire business man, Henry Montessori, is being targeted by unknown individuals. According to our reports, more than twenty of his private properties around the globe have either been seized by their host countries or burnt to rubble. Fortunately, we were able to get ahold of Mr. Montessori a few hours ago at his private office here in New York. This is