All Chapters of The Payback Of A Woman Scorned : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Jasmine's pov Silver haired, he looked broad shouldered and even more intimidating. Even from afar, he emitted that settled authority of a man whose many years of working under the Ives had earned him the kind of institutional weight that entered a room before he did. Thinking about it now, I smiled at how wise it was of a choice to recruit him. He really handled being the temporary face of Ives for so long. His eyes found mine and warmth moved across his face. Immediate and unperformed, belonging to someone genuinely glad to see another specific person. Enoch followed my gaze and when his eyes landed on Mr. Callum, his social machinery engaged immediately. He adjusted his posture, his arrogant expression vanished and replaced by a modest one, his entire orientation before he had consciously decided to. He touched Melody's arm and said something quickly that made her own expression do a three hundred and sixty degrees change in look. Samantha, who missed nothing and needed no in

Enoch's pov Since she's a woman, this issue is sorted automatically. I was the CEO of Star Tech. Young, promising, successful, building something the industry was watching. I was, by any objective measure, worth knowing and accommodating. All I needed was a conversation. A little charm here and there, a little persuasion along with the right tone, would solve this in five minutes! Apart from Melody, my Melody, no one had ever rejected me. I do the rejection. Whoever she was, wouldn't bat an eye before jumping right into my arms! “Introduce me,” I said with a raised chin. “I'd like to speak to her directly.”“Lucky you, she's nearby.”“Good. Lead the way then.”“What way?” Mr Osei asked with a hint of amusement. “To meet her.”“There's no need.”“And why is that?” Melody snapped, her patience wearing thin. I almost thanked her because mine was too. “Because she's standing right here,” he replied, pointing behind me. “With us.”One after the other, we all turned, and everything I

~Enoch~“Good morning everyone,” I began, my voice steady, carrying easily across the space as flashes of cameras burst non-stop, capturing every angle and every expression. “As you all know, I am Enoch Smith, and today, I stand before you to introduce something far beyond ordinary advancement—a revolution in technology.”I paused briefly, letting the words settle, letting their anticipation build before continuing. “Star Tech is a company built on precision, innovation, and predictive intelligence. We don't just respond to change, we anticipate it. We analyze patterns, forecast outcomes, and provide solutions before problems even exist. That is the foundation we stand on.”A few murmurs of interest rose from the audience, and I allowed my gaze sweep across them with a slow and deliberate intent, holding their attention exactly where I wanted it. “Yeah, you might want to think we are new,” I continued, a faint smile tugging at my lips. “You want to think we are just another startup

~Enoch~The calm, controlled atmosphere that had been there minutes ago was gone and replaced by a loud, restless energy that felt like it could turn violet at any second. My throat tightened as I tried to respond, but the weight of their expectations and doubts pressed down hard. “No—no, there's been a misunderstanding,” I said quickly, lifting a hand in an attempt to steady the room. “What you are seeing is temporary. Market fluctuations happen, especially when news is misinterpreted. Star Tech is still stable. Very stable. Look.” I turned sharply toward the screen, clinging to the one thing that had worked moments ago. At this point, my voice didn't sound convincing, even to me. “The data doesn't lie,” I continued, forcing confidence into my voice. “Look at the growth indicators, the projections—”“What projections?” One of the investors scoffed, tilting his chin towards the screen.“You mean the datas on the screen that had changed?”“The numbers that had been rising so confi

~Melody~“Leave my wife alone!” The words didn't just echo, they clawed like a wolf. Scraped against the inside of my skull, over and over again, louder each time, until it felt like something in me was about to snap completely. Wife. My fingers twitched at my sides, nails digging into my palms so hard it hurt, but I didn't stop. I needed that pain. I needed something to anchor the rage boiling inside me before I did something… reckless. “Bitch!” I thought, my teeth grinding together so tightly my jaw ached. “That's exactly what she is. A cursed, shameless vixen bitch who crawled out of nowhere just to ruin everything.” My eyes locked on her. On Jasmine. Standing there like she owned the air everyone was breathing, smiling, actually smiling as if nothing had happened, as if she hadn't just turned everything in my stomach upside down. Some of the investors were even looking at her now, their attention had now shifted to her, their curiosity sparking from how that—wasn't it Sam