All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Your Ex-Wife Is Absolutely Killing It in the Research World!: Chapter 881 - Chapter 890

Miranda returned home but didn’t pick up Mia right away. She took a shower and went straight to bed to catch up on sleep.When she woke up, it was already eight in the evening. She picked up her phone and called Felix.“Hello.” His voice on the other end sounded slightly hoarse.“I’m home. Bring Mia back,” Miranda said directly.“Alright,” Felix replied, then hung up.Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang. Mrs. Young went to answer it. Mia rushed in like a little puppy, running straight toward Miranda.“Mom! Mom!” she cried, throwing her arms around Miranda’s waist. “I missed you so much.”Miranda lowered her head and gently rubbed Mia’s hair. “I missed you too.”“Mia, go play for a bit. Daddy needs to talk to Mommy,” Felix said as he stepped inside and changed his shoes.Mrs. Young quickly came over and led Mia away. “Come on, Mia.”Miranda looked at the man standing in front of her, waiting for him to speak.“I’m going overseas for a while,” Felix said quietly. “I’ll be

Time ticked by. The only sound in the conference room was the soft scratch of pens moving across paper. Several people were so stumped by the questions that a fine layer of sweat formed on their foreheads.Fiona rested her chin on her hand and bit her lip lightly. She couldn’t help imagining how many points Miranda would score if this test were placed in her hands.At last, time was up. James collected the papers without expression and left the room.The results would be announced at three thirty in the afternoon.Fiona could barely eat lunch. She returned at two to wait. The colleagues she ran into all wore troubled expressions. None of them seemed confident.Anxiety hung thick in the air.“Fiona, what are you worried about? You’re better than all of us. You’ll definitely pass,” one female colleague said.“Exactly. You and James are close. He’ll make sure you get in,” another added.Fiona felt a bitter taste in her chest, though the words were flattering. She forced a small sm

Victor froze for a second. His mind immediately went to Miranda. He paid attention to developments in the research world, and Miranda’s reputation had been rising rapidly. Rumor had it that even high-ranking government officials had met with her personally. That level of recognition was something Fiona didn’t have yet.“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought up work,” Victor said quickly. “But things are going well for me at your father’s company. He values me a lot and has entrusted me with some important projects. I…”He couldn’t help reporting his progress, hoping she would take notice.“Mr. Terry,” Fiona cut in, impatience edging into her voice. “I’m busy. If you want to build a future at my father’s company, then just focus on doing your job well.”The brightness in Victor’s eyes faded instantly. He glanced down at his modest suit, then at the designer handbag in Fiona’s hand and the luxury brands she wore as if they were nothing. A quiet wave of insecurity rose in his chest.

Hayden knew he was in the wrong. Feeling sullen, he reached for the bottle again.Leo immediately pulled it out of his reach. “Hayden, love is not your whole life. You need to get it together.”Looking at him like this, Leo couldn’t help missing the old Hayden. He used to be carefree and sharp, full of ambition and pride. Now he had been reduced to this by a relationship.“I thought if I worked hard enough and loved her enough, one day I’d move her,” Hayden muttered. “But now I get it. Felix doesn’t have to do anything. He already wins.”The helplessness in his voice made Leo feel a mix of frustration and sympathy. He patted Hayden’s shoulder.“Enough. I’m taking you home. Get some sleep. I’ll grab dinner with you tomorrow.”This time Hayden didn’t resist. He let Leo pull him up and half carry him out of the bar.After settling him into the car, Leo drove straight to Hayden’s villa. He understood that when it came to love, the people in it were always blind. Only outsiders could

Hayden called out sharply, “Get up here!”The housekeeper hurried upstairs. “Yes, sir.”“Tell me the truth. Who else came here last night?” Hayden demanded, his face darkening.The housekeeper had no choice but to answer honestly. “Ms. Yates came by. She stayed in your room for about two hours before leaving. When she left, she asked me not to tell you. She also reminded me to…”“To what?” Hayden pressed.“To take care of the sheets.”“The sheets?” Hayden muttered.Suddenly, the faint red stain he had seen that morning flashed through his mind. He bolted out of the room.“Where are they? Let me see them. Now.”The staff had just bagged the old sheets and were about to dispose of them when Hayden rushed over. He grabbed the bundle, pulled the gray fabric free, and searched frantically.There, in the center, was a dark red stain shaped like a blossom.A loud ringing filled his ears.Guilt and shock crashed over him at once. He had never imagined he would lose control like tha