All Chapters of The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ISABELLAThe office was quiet except for the faint hum of computers and the occasional shuffle of papers. I sat back in my chair, hands hovering over the keyboard, staring at the financial records sprawled across the multiple screens in front of me. The deeper I dug into Daniel’s old research facility, the more I expected to see Margaret’s fingerprints, maybe another round of funding, or another trace of manipulation. It would have made sense. Margaret had been careless before, and easy to track.But this time, nothing was as simple. The first few leads didn’t point to her at all. Instead, I found layers of shell companies, investment trusts, and offshore accounts that traced back to legal firms I had only seen in passing in high-profile corporate cases. The names were subtle, almost unremarkable, but the connections were unmistakable. Trent’s lawyers were involved. And wherever his hands touched, they left fingerprints.I leaned forward, squinting at the screen. Each account and tr

CLARKThe dinner ended badly. There was no shouting or any dramatic exits. Just a quiet kind of panic that spread around the table slowly. Board members whispered to each other. Phones appeared under the table. People suddenly remembered they had early mornings.Victoria stayed calm through all of it. That was the scary part.Trent sat there like he had just announced the weather. He looked relaxed, amused, and completely untouched by the tension he had just dropped into the room.I knew we had to move fast.When we left the restaurant, Victoria didn’t say much. She just got into the car and stared out the window while the city passed by. I had seen her angry before. I had seen her furious. But this silence was different.It meant she was thinking. And when Victoria thought like that, things usually exploded later.I went straight to work the next morning. The legal filing Trent mentioned kept replaying in my head. A claim for partial ownership sounded insane on the surface, but Trent

TRENTThe message about Victoria meeting the duplicate reached me before the afternoon ended. My assistant sent it quietly through a secure line, the same way most updates came to me these days. It was nothing dramatic. Just information.I sat in my office with the city spread out below the tall windows. From up here everything looked peaceful. Cars moved slowly. People walked along the sidewalks. No one down there knew a legal war was about to begin.I leaned back in my chair and read the short report again. Victoria had met the duplicate privately at a medical clinic. There had been no reporters or lawyers in attendance. Just the two of them talking behind closed doors.I smiled a little.Of course, she would do that. Victoria always believed she could solve problems by confronting them directly. It was one of the reasons she built such a powerful company. It was also one of her biggest weaknesses.Across the room, my legal advisor Marcus sat at the small meeting table. He had been

ISABELLAClark’s discovery about the altered company records stayed in my head the entire night. Someone had been quietly adjusting parts of Victoria’s corporate history years ago, and the timeline pointed straight to a period when Trent still had some access to the company.That alone was disturbing enough. But it also reminded me of someone else we had almost pushed aside.Margaret.Her name had appeared again and again during the early stages of this entire mess like the duplicate and the strange funding that kept appearing behind the scenes.For a while, we thought Margaret was the mastermind. Then Daniel explained that someone else had been using her. That someone was clearly Trent.Still, something about Margaret’s involvement never sat right with me. People like her didn’t work quietly for years just to disappear afterward. They always expected something in return.So early the next morning, I went back to her financial records.The office was quiet when I arrived. Clark was s

DANIELVictoria told me about the board meeting the moment it ended. I could hear the tension in her voice even though she kept it controlled. One of the board members had stood up and asked which Victoria they were actually voting for.That was exactly the kind of doubt Trent wanted.Confusion always spread slowly in rooms like that. It started with one question, then another, then another. Soon people would stop focusing on facts and start focusing on uncertainty. Trent understood that better than most people.But the board meeting was not the thing that worried me the most. It was actually Margaret.Isabella’s report about the financial agreement had confirmed what I already suspected. Margaret had been promised control of Victoria’s media division once the company collapsed into legal chaos. That meant she had been part of Trent’s long plan for years.Now the plan was finally happening.Which meant Margaret was either extremely valuable or extremely dangerous. And knowing Trent, p