All Chapters of Divorce and Regret: Chasing My Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Carmilla’s POVUgh. Just my luck.First, I get dragged into some useless detention thing at the company, like that was even my fault. Then when Brandon finally, finally gets divorced, guess who starts hogging all his attention again?That lawyer, Natalie. Of course!And when I thought she was finally fading out of the picture… boom. Vivian pops up like a shiny new Barbie, and suddenly she’s everywhere. Sitting, eating, and walking with Brandon. Acting like she owns the whole damn world. Ugh!I rolled my eyes just thinking about it. What does she even do? Smile and look perfect? Please. I can do that too without the fake nice-girl act.Anyway, that evening, after work, I was heading to my car when I saw her. Vivian. She was standing near the parking lot like some tragic drama queen, holding her head like she had a headache or something.She said she wasn’t feeling well earlier, right?Suspicious.I mean, shouldn’t she be in bed? Being fanned by butlers or whatever rich people do when

Natalie’s POVI opened my eyes to a moving blur outside the window.The inside of the car was dim, and it took me a second to realize my hands were tied, same with my ankles. Not tight enough to hurt, but enough that I wasn’t going anywhere.Great.I shifted in my seat and looked up at the driver. “Hey. Where are we going?”No response.I frowned. “You do realize this is kidnapping, right?”Still nothing.I glanced at the passenger seat. A guy in a cap, arms crossed. “Are you planning to keep me alive or what?”He turned halfway and snapped, “Shut up.”I blinked. “Okay. Rude.”I leaned back, letting out a slow breath. There was a buzzing in my head... adrenaline, maybe. Or just the fact that I had no clue who was behind this.I’d pissed off a lot of people in court, sure, but it had been years since I touched a criminal case.Who even wastes their time kidnapping lawyers?Before I could ask anything else, the guy’s phone rang. He answered quickly, listened for a few seconds, then curs

Natalie’s POV“Drop the weapon!” one of the officers shouted.I turned just in time to see a man aiming something shiny toward Brandon.Another officer yelled again, “Put it down now or we’ll shoot!”A shot rang out before the warning even finished. My heart jumped to my throat.“Brandon, look out!” I screamed.But before he could even react, Vivian threw herself toward him.“Brandon!” she shrieked.He stumbled back with her weight, and they both hit the ground. Vivian let out a dramatic cry that echoed around the building.The shooter bolted, weaving past crates and trash bins. The officers took off after him, shouting, “Suspect is fleeing! Move, move!”“Stay with me!” Vivian wailed, gripping Brandon’s shirt like she’d just taken a bullet for a president. “I think… I think I’ve been shot!”I rushed forward, heart still pounding, not sure if I was more shocked by the gunfire or Vivian’s performance.Brandon sat up, arms wrapped around her, his eyes scanning her quickly. “Where? Where

Natalie’s POVI found a table not far from them, just close enough to hear but far enough not to get noticed. I pulled out my phone and pretended to scroll, even though my heart was racing.Margret was talking in a low voice, but I caught enough.“You went too far this time.”Carmilla’s lips parted slightly, eyes searching Margret’s face. “I… I know,” she said, barely above a whisper. “I didn’t mean for it to turn out like that.”“Even if Brandon hadn’t said anything,” Margret went on, her voice calm but firm, “I’d still vote to have you suspended. That kind of decision is really unacceptable.”Carmilla looked down at her lap, fidgeting with the strap of her purse. “It wasn’t just me,” she mumbled.Margret raised a brow. “What do you mean?”Carmilla leaned in slightly. “It was Vivian. I heard her. She was talking to those guys on the phone, setting up the whole thing.”There was a pause.“She planned to stage her own kidnapping,” Carmilla added. “Then have Brandon kidnapped too… I thi

Natalie’s POVBrandon’s joke stayed with me longer than it should have.“If you were that Natalie Harris, things would be much easier.”He had no idea how close he was to the truth.Back in my office, I stared at the property agreement on my desk.I’d meant to handle this weeks ago, before the kidnapping, before everything spiraled. Now, the paperwork felt heavier and messier.I skimmed through the terms again, trying to focus, but my cousin’s smug voice kept playing in my head.They were so sure they could trick Brandon. So confident that he’d hand over the house without digging deeper.I hated it. The lies and games. The fact that my silence had allowed this to go on.I didn’t want to keep fooling him. Not like this.And more than that, I didn’t want to lose the last bit of dignity I had left. Not by letting a group of strangers claim something they had no right to.I made up my mind. I was going to tell him the truth. That I’m Natalie Harris.I headed toward his office, heart thudd