All Chapters of The CEO's Ex-wife Return As A Billionaire Heiress : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

EmilyI pulled Alex's hand away from my leg and stood up quickly, my heart breaking with every step I took away from him. I could hear him still pleading behind me, his voice cracked and desperate, but I couldn't turn around. I couldn't let him see how much his pain was destroying me too.I ran upstairs, my chest feeling so tight I could barely breathe. The weight of his words was suffocating me. Phil needed a kidney transplant. Phil was going to die.I reached my bedroom and slammed the door behind me, then threw myself onto my bed. The tears came immediately, flowing down my cheeks like a river of pain.God, this was the first time I ever saw Alex break down like this since I knew him. Even during our worst fights, even when our marriage was falling apart, I have never seen him cry. But tonight, he had been on his knees, begging me with tears streaming down his face.To be honest, I felt his pain. I understood it completely. There was no parent in the world who would be happy to see

EmilyAfter dropping the children at school and making sure Phil was comfortable at home with Alex, I decided I needed to go to the office. I couldn't just disappear without explaining anything to my team, and I needed to tell Nathaniel what was happening before he heard it from someone else.The drive to King's Empire felt longer than usual. My mind kept going back to Lucas's brave face when he said he wasn't scared to help Phil. My baby boy was willing to have surgery to save his brother, and here I was, terrified out of my mind.When I walked into the office building, all my staff greeted me with their usual respectful bows."Good morning, Ms. Kings," they said in unison."Good morning," I replied, but I could barely manage a smile. My heart was too heavy with worry.I walked straight to Nathaniel's office without stopping at my own first. I needed to get this conversation over with before I lost my nerve.Nathaniel looked up from his computer when I knocked and entered. His face i

VanessaI sat in my car, the engine idling softly, the faint hum blending with the sound of my own heartbeat. My fingers drummed against the steering wheel as I stared through the tinted glass, my eyes burning with anger and disbelief.Blade sat quietly in the back seat, cleaning his gun with slow, precise movements, his face as unreadable as ever. The silence between us was thick, almost suffocating, until he finally spoke.“Are you sure she will pass through this road?” he asked, his deep voice breaking the tension.I didn’t look at him. My gaze remained fixed on the narrow street ahead, where the streetlights flickered weakly against the growing darkness. “Yes,” I said coldly. “That bitch will pass through here. She always takes this route.”I could feel the anger boiling inside me, clawing at my chest like a wild animal desperate to be freed. God, I still couldn’t believe Alex had the guts to throw me out of his house. After everything I’ve done for him.My hands tightened around

Emily "Send her in," I said, straightening my papers and trying to compose myself.A few minutes later, Alex's mother walked into my office. She looked a bit older than the last time I saw her at my party. She was impeccably dressed as always, but she looked nervous."Emily," she said, standing awkwardly by the door. "Thank you for seeing me.""Mrs. Thompson," I said coolly. "Please, sit down. What brings you here?"She sat down in the chair across from my desk, her hands fidgeting with her purse. "I came to apologize to you. And to tell you the truth about what happened six years ago."My heart started beating faster. "What do you mean?"Mrs. Thompson took a deep breath. "Emily, I need you to know that Alex never wanted to divorce you. Those papers I gave you, the divorce papers that you signed, they didn't come from him."I felt the blood drain from my face as I gazed at him, confused. "What are you talking about?""Vanessa was the one who gave me," she said quietly, not meeting m

VanessaMy hands were still shaking as Blade drove away from the Thompson mansion. The city lights blurred outside the window, and every time I blinked, I saw Mrs. Thompson’s terrified face again.“Vanessa,” Blade said quietly, glancing at me through the rearview mirror, “you shouldn’t have gone in there alone.”I let out a shaky breath. “I had to. She needed to see me. She needed to know what it feels like to lose control.”He said nothing, but I could feel his eyes on me. Judging me, pitying me.I turned my gaze out the window, watching the night slip by. “She destroyed everything, Blad. My marriage, my home. Even my name. And he... ” I bit my lip hard, tasting blood. “He froze my accounts. Every damn one of them. Do you know what that means?”Blade stayed silent.“It means he wants me broke, powerless and invisible.” I gave a bitter laugh. “But I’m not going anywhere. I’m still Vanessa. And he’s going to regret underestimating me.”When we reached my apartment, I got out, slamming