All Chapters of The Ex-Wife’s Mega Comeback: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sebastian had hoped naively, maybe, that after returning to Manhattan he would get a quiet night with his wife. But Scarlet was Scarlet.Even confined to her high-tech suite overlooking the city, she still ran the rhythm of the penthouse like a queen who refused to be dethroned.“Take Cassie to the Billionaire’s Club,” she had ordered in that soft, iron tone she used when she was pretending not to care too much.There were moments when her behavior made him wonder if she loved him the way he loved her.But then he’d overhear her on calls with her mother or brother, her voice softened in a way she rarely let anyone else hear, and all doubt dissolved.Scarlet didn’t cling. She refused to cage him beside her. She always said that keeping him stagnant would destroy the brilliance that made him who he was.“You were born to move,” she often told him. “To build. To make money and make meaning. I won’t be the reason you wither.”And she never was. If anyone dared suggest she was using Sebasti

Franklin was not the richest man in Manhattan, at least not on paper. His presence in the city was merely to nurture his growing branch, but everyone in the room knew the truth.His wealth stretched across America, Europe, and Asia like a silent empire.He had active branches in all five boroughs and across multiple countries.His adoptive parents had built a legacy that turned their surname into currency. Franklin inherited it…and tripled it. He expanded, rebranded, demolished competition, raised new titans in their place.In Manhattan, he ranked number three. The Billionaire’s Club focused solely on billionaires with active businesses within Manhattan, but Franklin’s reverence came from those who knew his reach ­everywhere else.Many whispered that if he gave Manhattan the same devotion he gave California, no one, absolutely no one, would be able to match him.Recently, he’d reached that realization himself.He decided to spend several months in Manhattan and after two full years, r

Franklin still couldn’t shake the humiliation. It clung to him like smoke, thick and suffocating, stinging every inch of his pride.He gulped down another glass of liquor, hoping it would settle the fierce pounding of his heart. It didn’t.His mind kept circling back relentlessly to Cassie.Their first encounter had left an impression he never bothered to admit. She had been soft-spoken, polite, carrying a quiet mystery that pulled him in despite himself.He had even considered using her as a pretend girlfriend, something neat and uncomplicated, but then everything about her began unraveling before him like a whip cracking across his face.Frederick had hinted at Cassie’s true nature, and their next meeting only confirmed it. She looked worn-out, emotionally exhausted, fragile in a way that made him second-guess his brother’s stories.But then t

Both women’s reactions made Sebastian realize instantly that they had twisted his words into something else entirely. He lifted his palms slightly, as though calming two startled animals.“It’s simple,” he said, tone patient, deliberate. “Right now, Cassie needs partnership to push her business plans forward. She needs connections. Influence. Structural power.”Scarlet arched a brow, cool and skeptical. “And you think Drake would help her without trying to get into her pants?”Sebastian exhaled, long-suffering. “Gorgeous, men are attracted to women like bees to nectar. But Drake, there’s no record of him forcing anyone. He doesn’t need to. He already has the charm. And besides, he and Franklin are not on good terms.”Scarlet’s refusal was on the tip of her tongue, but the moment Cassie heard “not on good terms,” she saw opportunity. She straightened, eyes brightening.“I’ll talk to him,” Cassie said immediately. “I need someone who won’t bow to Franklin. Even you, Seb, seem scared of

Cassie locked eyes with Franklin for the briefest, sharpest second, just long enough to feel the cold tension running between them like a blade.But then her gaze shifted to the woman beside him. The woman was elegance personified. Sleek, perfectly styled, wearing luxury like a second skin.Cassie had seen high-fashion women before, but this one carried it with a polished confidence that matched Franklin’s aura disturbingly well.Together, they looked like a pair made from the same world. Refined, expensive, untouchable.A perfect match, if perfection meant ice.Cassie absorbed the entire scene in less than a heartbeat before mentally shutting the door on it.She centered herself again, turning her full attention back to Drake as they walked toward the reserved table.A waiter approached swiftly, taking their orders. Cassie’s expression stayed calm, businesslike, even as Franklin and his companion took their seats at another table with two men waiting for them.But she could feel Fran