Semua Bab THE EX-WIFE HE COULDN’T DESTROY : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Elysia reluctantly trailed behind Calvin but he didn’t turn back to her as he made his way to the rooftop, not even once. If she’d been given the chance, she would’ve stayed back. Her reasons? They were clear. Firstly, the way Alicia looked at her the previous day; she wasn’t willing to add another enemy to the one already on her neck. Angel Rhoades. “Is it something important?” she broke the silence, coming to a pause as she watched him venture further. “Cal–” She paused, swallowing her words. “Mr. Hemsworth.” Calvin halted in his steps for the first time since they left the office, making a slow turn to her. “Like I said, follow me,” he ordered, masking his expression with neutrality. “At least I need to know where we are going,” she placed a hand on her hip, locking her eyes on him. He threw his arms wide, a frustrated scoff escaping his mouth. “Isn't it obvious?” He turned away from her, gesturing sharply towards the rooftop. “Like I said earlier, is it somethin

“Funny how time flies, isn't it?” It was Elysia, walking to and fro in the room with a hand on her hip, waiting for Damon's response over the phone. He just chuckled, but one thing was clear, he was happy.”Yeah, it's really funny.” “I mean, it's been three months since I left but it feels like it was just yesterday,” he added, breathing a sigh of relief. “It's done Damon,” Elysia leaned on the door, switching her gaze to the ceiling. “I'm done with the book.” “When’s the release date?” he asked, curiosity edging his tone as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, folding clothes into the travel bag. “Is it soon?” “Tomorrow,” she answered, her voice clipped. “Yeah, tomorrow.” As Elysia started building her firm three months ago, she wrote a book; one that was not disclosed to anyone. Not even Calvin who could be of little help. Elysia was also a talented writer, a professional to be precise. Damon’s quiet exhale crackled through the phone, making her shift her weight.

Shortly, the day of the launch of the highly anticipated book 'The Woman He Could Never Love' finally arrived. Elysia stepped out of the car with Damon by her side, guiding her past the reporters. But still, they took some photos of her alongside Damon. Good thing the kids were with the bodyguards in the car, since she never planned on revealing her kids to the public eye anyway. “What was your drive for the book, ‘The woman he could never love?!” a reporter yelled, diverting Elysia's attention to her and Elysia stopped, taking a quick glance at the reporter who swallowed hard. With a gentle smile, Elysia stepped closer and briefly removed her mask. “I can’t promise I’ll give you an answer,” she said, “but save that question for the question and answer session." The reporter was about to say something but she quickly swallowed it since Elysia walked away from her with Damon still by her side. Before noon, Elysia Alderidge’s face was everywhere, on news sites, magazines, socia

The elevator door dinged as it slowly opened showing the face of Elysia with two bodyguards at her right and left, whose heights boasted a minimum of six feet. It was already some minutes past ten but one thing changed– the way she ran to work whenever she was late. She held the black Louis Vuitton bag that matched with the black suit and palazzo she wore. Her stilettos were not any different either. “Wait here,” she muttered under her breath, briefly turning to the two men who nodded. “I'll be back.” As she walked towards a particular office, people bowed slightly with greetings that she returned with a wave of her hand. “Good morning Mr. Henderson,” her greeting was precise, and without waiting for him to return it, she brought out a plain paper, swiping it towards him. “Names of the new recruits please,” she requested politely, turning her back towards him after he gave a slight nod. “And please, I need that before twelve o'clock.” “I won't disappoint ma,” the man as

“Who’s there, please?” Elysia asked. The doorknob turned, and the bodyguard stepped into the office, his expression completely devoid of a smile. Elysia's brows knitted, an evidence to the fact that she was surprised. “Do you need something from me?” She did not take her eyes off him until the time he responded. It was not long before he did anyway. “Someone wants to see you ma,” he gestured towards the door, his baritone voice filling the room even when he spoke in a low tone. “She claims that you won't have a problem with her walking into your office.” She turned to Calvin for a moment, then back to the bodyguard who stood rotted to that spot. “Should I let her in, ma?” He asked, clasping his hand behind him. “Or…” “Yes,” Elysia answered, nodding slightly. “Did she tell you her name?” “No ma,” his answer was abrupt. Elysia stared into blank space, placing a hand under her chin. “Well, let her in.” With a slight bow the man walked towards the door, placing a hand a