Todos os capítulos de MY EX WANTS ME BACK? NOT A CHANCE!: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 87

Ethan's povI walked into the conference room already irritated.The Westbridge issue had turned into a mess faster than it should have, and everyone was tense because of it. The legal team was on edge, the finance department kept shifting blame, and the board wanted answers nobody had yet. It should have been simple. Fix the breach, stabilize the client, and move on.Instead, everyone was acting like the company was already falling apart. BlpI dropped into my chair and looked around the room. Half the executives were already there. A few people stopped talking the second they saw me. The rest pretended they hadn’t been talking in the first place.Then Jocelyn walked in.She looked exactly the same as she always did, put together, calm, unreadable but something about her had changed over the last week. She didn’t smile at anyone. She didn't’t waste time with greetings. She went straight to the head of the table, opened the file in front of her, and started reviewing notes like she d

Eunice’s pov I didn’t go to Daniel’s house just to see Jocelyn. That part was necessary, but it wasn’t the point.People like Jocelyn always needed to be seen up close before you decided how to handle them. From a distance, they looked manageable, predictable. Easy to place into a plan. But that was rarely accurate. The moment I stood in front of her, I knew she wasn’t as simple as Ethan had assumed.She wasn’t weak.That didn’t make her dangerous yet, but it meant she could become a problem if she wasn’t handled properly.And problems, if left alone, always grew.I stood by the window of my apartment, looking out at the city without really seeing it, my phone still in my hand. The call had ended a few seconds ago, but the conversation lingered.Victoria never wasted time. She also never repeated herself.“What’s your assessment?” she had asked.“I want more authority,” I replied. “More than expected.”“And Daniel?”That was the real question.“He hasn’t reacted yet,” I said. “But he

Author’s pov#3rd person POV#The first post went live at exactly 9:17 a.m and it didn’t look like something that would cause damage. It was subtle, almost forgettable if you weren’t paying attention. A blurred image, low resolution, taken from a distance, with a caption that sounded more like a question than an accusation. It hinted at something without confirming anything, which made it more effective than a direct claim. People didn’t dismiss it because there was room to interpret it however they wanted.At first, the engagement was slow. A few comments. A handful of shares. Nothing alarming at that moment.Then someone reposted it with a sharper caption.That was when it started moving.By 9:25 a.m, more accounts picked it up. Smaller pages, gossip-driven, the kind that thrived on speculation rather than facts. They didn’t verify anything. They didn’t need to. They just added their own angle, their own assumptions, and pushed it forward.By 9:30 a.m., the second post dropped.This

Daniel's povI was about to leave Jocelyn's office when I got a message on my phone.There was no greeting, no context, just a time and a location. Private lounge at Eight p.m. Like I was supposed to show up because she said so.I almost ignored it.But ignoring Eunice had never been simple, and I knew that from experience. She wasn’t the type to accept silence as an answer. If I didn’t go to her, she would find another way to come to me, and that would be worse.So I went there.The place was quiet when I arrived. It has a dim lighting, a controlled atmosphere, the kind of setting people chose when they didn’t want conversations overheard. Of course she would pick somewhere like this.She was already there seated like a CEO, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of wine untouched in front of her. She didn’t look surprised to see me. If anything, she looked satisfied.“Daniel,” she said, like we had just seen each other yesterday.I didn’t sit immediately. “Eunice.”That was all I g