Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chapter 12 Cynthia's POV "Cici, are you sure you can go by yourself?" Kevin's concern was written all over his face as he stood in the massive living room, still in his racing gear from a morning training session. His hair was damp, his expression troubled with the expression of a man who'd spent twenty years worrying about a sister he'd only just found. "Nathaniel and Julian strongly insisted I go with you," he continued. "I came all the way to Missford just to…" "I'm over thirty years old, Kevin." I softened my tone, understanding the weight behind his words. "And I'm doing well. I promise." "But…" "I can handle it." I moved to him and took his hands. "Don't worry. Besides, Mr. Stanley has assigned me high-level security. I'm not walking into this unprotected." The worry in his eyes didn't diminish. Instead, he pulled me close and did what he always did, patted me on the nose. His annoyingly-sweet habit. "Don't say that anymore," he said softly. "Even at sixty, you're still

Chapter 14 **Ethan's POV** Amber had been different lately. Quieter and withdrawn. Less like the bright, talkative boy I remembered and more like a shadow of himself, present but somehow absent. I'd noticed it months ago but told myself I was imagining things. That it was just a phase. That kids went through moods. But the way he'd been clinging to Anna, insisting on staying at her apartment after school instead of coming home after initially avoiding Anna for a while few months ago…that worried me. When I'd asked why he didn't want to be home alone with his grandmother, he'd just shrugged and changed the subject. So I decided to pick him up early today. Surprise him and spend some quality time together before dinner. As I was approaching the building, I saw a man leaving through the main entrance, someone I didn't recognize but somehow felt I should. He had the kind of face you don't forget: hard, calculating, with eyes that held no warmth. When our gazes connected for just a mo

Chapter 16 Cynthia's POVKevin parked in the faculty lot, his sunglasses reflecting the morning sun as he turned to me with that easy grin that made half of Missford's female population swoon."Ready for your new day, Chef?" he teased.I rolled my eyes, gathering my leather tote. "I’m always ready""You sure you don't want me to come in? Sit in the back like a very intimidating security blanket?""Kevin, you're an F1 driver, not a bodyguard and your presence tends to cause more chaos than it prevents." I squeezed his hand briefly. "I'll be fine."He didn't look convinced, but he nodded. "Call if you need me. I'll be in town all day."I stepped out of the car, taking all of Missford’s nostalgic air in, I crossed the courtyard toward the culinary building and suddenly, I noticed a very strange aura.Anna.I felt her before I saw her… that sour, perfumed presence that always preceded chaos. She stood near the visitor parking area with Margot beside her, both dressed like they were atten

Chapter 18**Cynthia's POV** This time around, I didn’t meet Anna outside, so I hoped for a better story in class todayThe lecture hall was fuller than I expected, not just the enrolled students, but auditors, visitors, curious faces who'd heard whispers about the Michelin three-star chef turned visiting professor.I stood at the podium, in my element, my voice steady as I spoke about the philosophy behind culinary creation, how food was a form of communication, a bridge between cultures, how respecting ingredients meant honoring the hands that harvested them and the people who would savor them.The students were engaged, leaning forward, jotting notes, raising hands with thoughtful questions. "How do you balance tradition and innovation in a dish?" one asked."By listening to the story each ingredient tells," I replied, smiling as murmurs of agreement rippled through the room. It was a fulfilling moment for me.But then I noticed a man in his thirties, three rows back, his gaze fixe

Chapter 20Ethan's POVI was staring at the acquisition contract when Margaret burst through my office door.I was already irritated. I'd been staring at these margin percentages for hours, supposedly reviewing numbers that would determine the future of Walker Industries, but my mind hadn't been on the contract most of those hours. It had been on that woman in the black Bentley, I just couldn't get over the fact that it could be Cynthia. Could Cynthia have had a twin no one knew about?"Sir, I... you need to see this," Margret said as she burst into my office, her voice trembling. "This was trending about an hour ago. The posts are being taken down, but…"She looked like she'd seen the apocalypse unfold in real time. Her eyes were too wide in shock and her face drained of color. In five years of working for me, I'd never seen her this rattled. “What is that, Margret?” I asked, already losing my patience at her panic over a mere trending incident on the net. She set her tablet on