All Chapters of The Divorce That Made Me A Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

VICTORIAI didn’t feel my hands for a moment. They just sat on my lap while I stared at the screen like it wasn’t real. Daniel Rhodes was alive walking somewhere in the world, breathing and wearing the same symbol that showed up in my Paris dressing room. It made no sense. My mind tried to grab onto something steady, but nothing stayed still long enough.Clark cursed under his breath the second he saw the photo. His voice came out sounding very hard like even he couldn’t believe it. “He’s been dead for almost ten years,” he said.But the picture was right there. It looked clear and recent. It was the kind of picture one got when walking past a security checkpoint without paying attention. He didn’t look older, maybe a little thinner with sharper eyes. But he was alive. Very alive.My knees just stopped working, and I sat down before I fell. The chair felt like it came out of nowhere. I gripped the sides of it and tried to breathe. Everything inside me felt numb, cold, and wrong.Elio

VICTORIAI stared at the screen, my stomach twisting into a hard knot. Diana was still there, tied up, shaking, a gag over her mouth. Daniel Rhodes sat beside her like he was inviting me over for tea. His smile was calm, polite, casual even, and it made my skin crawl. Every inch of him screamed control. Every motion he made said he was used to having people like me follow his rules. And right now, I felt the pull of the world he wanted me to step into, the one where he wrote the rules and everyone else obeyed.Clark grabbed my phone fast, moving like he didn’t trust a second of what I might do. He barked orders at the guards, telling them to sweep the building, check every network connection, and every security feed. Elio bent over his laptop, already tracing the video’s origin, typing fast, and muttering numbers and locations. But I wasn’t thinking like a victim anymore. Not now. My mind switched gears instantly. I was thinking like a woman who had built an empire out of ashes. I w

VICTORIAI swallowed hard, aware of the electricity running between us. “I don’t belong to anyone,” I whispered, though my breath hitched when he ran a finger along my jaw, tilting my face toward him. His touch was light, almost teasing, yet still deliberate. My body responded despite my mind, and my heart thundered.He leaned closer, and I could feel the heat of his chest against mine, and how intoxicating his scent was. Suddenly. I could feel the desire in the space between us. My pulse quickened, but before anything could happen and the moment could become more, Elio’s voice cut in, filling the room.“Victoria, Clark. We have new intel.” His tone was urgent and clipped. My heart sank, and I stepped back, shaking off the sudden tension with Clark. He glanced at me, his green eyes filling with both relief and frustration. Elio spun his laptop around, the screen displaying live feeds and various angles from the industrial district. My stomach tightened as he spoke. “Daniel hired a pr

VICTORIAThe second the guard said someone was in my closet, my whole body snapped into motion. I didn’t even wait for Clark to speak. I headed straight for the private garage with fast steps, my heart banging hard but not from fear. I was angry. Really angry. I hated the idea of someone walking into the one space that felt like mine. The thought of any strange person tampering with it made something sharp twist itself inside me.Clark kept pace behind me with long strides while guards rushed around us. The car ride felt slower than usual, like the air was too thick. My hands curled into fists as I watched other cars speed by. Clark was beside me, his jaw looking tight, his chest rising fast like he was trying not to punch the wall.When the doors opened, I didn’t wait. I quickly took the elevator to the penthouse, and when the guards opened the door for us, the living room was dark except for the lights from the security screens. A guard held up an iPad with the closet feed, and I s

TRENTStanding in front of Victoria felt like standing in front of a mirror that showed every bad choice I had ever made. I felt her anger hit me before she even spoke. It came off her in waves. She crossed her arms, lifted her chin, and looked at me like I was something she had already beaten and left behind. It felt like I wasn’t worth chasing or worth fixing.She looked powerful, calm, and sharp, nothing like the woman I once controlled with silence and raised voices. Nothing like the woman I hurt.If I could go back in time, I would stop myself. I would stop the slaps. I would stop the lies. I would stop the night I told her I never loved her. I would stop choosing pride over decency. Over her. But regret couldn’t save anyone. And right now, this wasn’t about my guilt.This was about survival. Hers and mine.I told her Daniel was coming for her because of something I did years ago. Something she never knew. Her eyes narrowed just a bit, though they still looked sharp and focused,