All Chapters of The Goddess of Divorce Made Me His Boss : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Vanya POVI walked into my Goddess Jewelry office on Monday morning expecting to start another productive week, but my assistant Madison looked stressed and worried when she greeted me."Ms. Reed, we need to talk," she said, following me into my private office. "There's been some concerning activity over the weekend.""What kind of activity?" I asked, setting down my coffee and handbag.Madison placed her tablet on my desk, showing me our Google Reviews page. "We've received twelve negative reviews since Friday night. All from customers claiming problems with product quality and customer service."I scrolled through the reviews, feeling my stomach sink with each one I read. They were detailed and specific, describing issues I had never heard about before."This woman says her necklace turned her skin green," I said, reading one review. "But we only use sterling silver and genuine gemstones. That shouldn't be possible.""That's what I thought too," Madison said. "So I cross-referenced

Tracy POVI stood outside the Goddess Jewelry workshop at 2 AM, wearing all black clothes and a baseball cap pulled low over my face. The street was completely empty, and the only light came from a few streetlamps that created long shadows between the buildings.For two weeks, my online campaign against Vanya's business had been working. Sales were dropping, customers were asking questions, and I could see the stress wearing on her face in the photos her company posted on social media.But it wasn't enough. She was still successful, still celebrated, still living the life that should have been mine.I needed to do something that would destroy her completely, something that would make it impossible for her to recover. And I knew exactly what that something was.The Goddess Jewelry workshop was located in a converted warehouse on the industrial side of Sacramento. During the day, it buzzed with activity as Vanya's employees created her designs and packaged orders for customers around t

Richmond POVI arrived at the Goddess Jewelry workshop within thirty minutes of Vanya's call, and the sight that greeted me made my blood boil. The woman I had fallen in love with was standing in the middle of complete destruction, trying to comfort her devastated employees while barely holding herself together."Richmond, thank God you're here," Vanya said when she saw me. Her eyes were red from crying, but she was putting on a brave face for her team.I pulled her aside, away from the police officers and her employees who were documenting the damage."I got the security footage," I said quietly. "The cameras I had installed last week caught everything.""You installed security cameras?" Vanya asked. "When?""After Marcus told me about the fake reviews and online harassment," I said. "I was worried that whoever was attacking your business might escalate to physical threats. I had a security company install hidden cameras throughout the building."It wasn't entirely true. I had actual

Vanya POVI sat in the front row of the Sacramento County Courthouse, wearing my best navy suit and trying to prepare myself mentally for seeing Tracy again. Marcus sat beside me, reviewing his notes about the damages Tracy had caused to my business."Are you ready for this?" he asked quietly as we waited for the hearing to begin."As ready as I can be," I replied, though my hands were shaking slightly.The courtroom was nearly empty except for court staff, a few other attorneys waiting for their cases, and Richmond, who had insisted on coming to support me. He sat one row behind us, close enough that I could feel his presence but far enough away to give me space to process whatever was about to happen.When the bailiff announced Tracy's case, I watched as they brought her into the courtroom in handcuffs and an orange jumpsuit. The transformation was shocking. The confident, beautiful woman who had once been my best friend looked thin and pale, with dark circles under her eyes and he

Vanya POVI walked through the completely renovated Goddess Jewelry workshop three weeks after Tracy's sentencing, marveling at how much better everything looked than it had before her destructive rampage. The new equipment was state-of-the-art, the workspace was more efficiently organized, and the security system Richmond had arranged was nearly invisible but completely comprehensive."The new casting equipment arrived this morning," Sarah, my head designer, reported as she joined me in the main production area. "We can now handle custom orders that would have taken us weeks to complete before.""What about the backlog of orders from when we were shut down?" I asked."Completely caught up as of yesterday," she said with a smile. "And we have more new orders coming in than ever before. I think the media coverage of the vandalism actually brought us more customers."It was true. The story of Tracy's attack on my business had been covered by several local news outlets and business magaz