All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

A NEW CIRCLE(Serena's POV)After I agreed to work with Helena Thorne, my life found a new pattern. It was a strange pattern, but it had a clear purpose. The first fear I felt when I met Helena was gone. Now, that fear had turned into a strong, hard determination. I had looked at the face of real power and decided to join it. I did this for my daughter, Isabella. And I did it for myself.My days were spent carefully balancing two different lives.In the mornings, I focused on Isabella and my own consulting business. I worked hard for my clients, like the local bakery owner and the family lawyer. I put all my energy into helping their small businesses grow. I liked this work. It was simple and it made me happy to see their dreams succeed. This work was like an anchor for me. It kept me connected to a normal world, a world with normal problems and clear results.In the afternoons, I usually met with Lysander. Our meetings were never for fun. They were always serious and focused. He was

THE PRICE OF DEFIANCE(Damien's POV)The Blackwood mansion felt like a gilded cage. The air was thick with Eleanor's satisfaction. Every newspaper and news channel praised our family's compassion in paying for Claire's medical care. They called us a pillar of strength. Each word was a lie that made me feel sick to my stomach.Eleanor was already planning her political campaign. She used the wave of public sympathy to present herself as a benevolent leader."With this goodwill, the city council seat is guaranteed," she said at dinner that evening, sipping her wine. "And after that, the mayor's office. No one can oppose us now."Victoria nodded eagerly. "It's perfect, Eleanor. You've turned a tragedy into a triumph. The polls are already showing a twenty point lead.""Twenty three points," Eleanor corrected. "I had them run the numbers this afternoon. The sympathy vote is exactly what we needed.""What about the Hendersons?" Victoria asked. "Are they still making noise?""They've been q

THE WORLD OF POWER(Serena's POV)The dress Lysander had sent to my apartment was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Silver silk that shimmered like moonlight. Pearls sewn into intricate patterns across the bodice. A long train that pooled on the floor like liquid mercury."This must have cost a fortune," Elena said as she helped me zip it up."I don't even want to know how much," I replied, looking at myself in the mirror. I barely recognized the woman staring back at me. She looked powerful. Elegant. Nothing like the broken woman who had fled New York almost a year ago."You look like a queen," Elena said softly."I feel like an imposter.""That's because you're not used to being treated the way you deserve. Get used to it, Serena. This is your life now."Isabella was already asleep. I kissed her forehead before I left, promising Elena I would be home before midnight.Lysander was waiting outside in a sleek black car. When I stepped out of the building, his eyes widened."You

THE BREAKING POINT(Damien's POV)I couldn't stop looking at the photo. Serena in her silver dress. Smiling at another man. Looking happier than she ever looked with me.I had stared at it for hours last night. I had barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her smile. That beautiful, genuine smile that should have been mine.But it wasn't mine. It never had been.Now I was sitting in a board meeting, surrounded by executives and investors, and I couldn't focus on anything they were saying. My mind was thousands of miles away in California. With the woman I had destroyed."Mr. Blackwood?" Someone was talking to me. "What are your thoughts on the proposal?"I blinked. "I'm sorry. Could you repeat the question?"The man looked annoyed. "The development project in Brooklyn. Do we move forward or wait for the environmental studies to be completed?""Whatever Eleanor decides," I said flatly.The room went quiet. Everyone looked uncomfortable.Eleanor was sitting at the head of the t

THE WORST FEAR(Serena's POV)The day at the office had been long but productive. The large windows showed the city slowly darkening, the lights were beginning to twinkle like scattered stars. Lysander and I had spent hours and hours reviewing financial documents. We spread them out across the massive oak table, bank statements, transaction records, shell company profiles. We were planning the next phase of our strategy against Eleanor. Every paper was a weapon. Every number was a step closer to bringing her down.My eyes were tired from staring at numbers, but my mind was sharp, and focused. Lysander was a calm, steady presence across from me. He moved pages with a quiet efficiency."Claire's condition is improving faster than expected," Lysander said, breaking a comfortable silence. He turned his laptop around so I could see. He pulled up new medical reports on the screen. The charts and graphs showed a positive trend. "The doctors say she'll be strong enough to move to a private fa