《The Return Of The Discarded Billionaire Ex-Wife》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 40 章

Silas's POVI had known about Moorecroft Investments for exactly four days.My lawyer had handed me the folder across a restaurant table with the quiet gravity of someone placing a live grenade between two plates of food. I had read through the entire file twice before saying a single word and even then all I said was, "Send me everything."The story went back further than I ever imagined. Moorecroft Investments had been established eighteen years ago by a woman named Eleanor Moore. A woman who, according to every document in that folder, had died eleven years ago under circumstances that had been ruled accidental but never properly investigated.Eleanor Moore had a husband and two daughters. Twin girls.I had done my research on Miss Clara Moore the moment she walked out of my interview and before I offered her the job. I knew about the divorce from Nicholas Winston. I knew about her work gap. I knew her credentials were solid and her references were real. What I had not known, until

Clara's POVIn my previous life I had spent seven years convincing myself that patience was a virtue. What a complete waste of patience that turned out to be. In this life I had decided that information was the real virtue and I intended to collect as much of it as possible.That evening after Silas left for a dinner meeting I stayed back in the office for an extra hour going through old board meeting minutes from the year my mother died. I was careful not to pull anything that would leave a flag on the system. I just read, memorized, and closed.The picture was getting clearer. Gerald Luther had borrowed money he could not repay from outside investors who wanted anonymity. My mother had been one of them. When she started asking uncomfortable questions about the return on her investment he had panicked. Someone had made sure those questions were never answered.What I could not yet piece together was why Marcus was involved. He was Gerald's younger brother. He had worked in the compan

Nick's POVThe numbers on the spreadsheet in front of me were starting to blur into each other and I was not sure if that was the exhaustion or the beginnings of the panic I had been holding at bay for the past three weeks.The quarterly report from my finance manager was sitting open on the desk next to the spreadsheet and the two documents together were telling a story I did not want to hear. Business was down. Not slightly. Down in a way that had my finance manager speaking very carefully the way people speak when they are trying not to say the word crisis.In eight years of running Winston Enterprises I had never had to sit alone with numbers like these because Clara had always been there. Not in the boardroom, obviously. But at home in the evenings when I would mention offhand that something with the quarterly projections was bothering me she would ask one question that cracked the problem open or suggest an angle I had not considered. I had always attributed those moments to my

Clara's POVVivienne Hart walked into Luther Corporation on Friday morning wearing a dress that cost more than my first month's salary and carrying the particular confidence of a woman who had been told she was impressive so many times she had decided to simply believe it.She was beautiful in a calculated way. Every detail of her appearance had been considered. Her hair was perfectly smooth, her makeup expensive and precise. She had the kind of face that photographed well and she seemed aware of this.I watched her from a coffee shop across the street. Silas had arranged for me to have remote access to the office camera feed on a secured tablet and I sat with a cup of tea going cold beside me and watched Vivienne Hart cross the lobby and step into the elevator.I had told Silas everything I remembered about her from my previous life. She had appeared once in a newspaper article about a financial scandal involving a private equity firm. The firm had been fined heavily. Several executi

Clara's POVVivienne was good at her job. I had to give her that.I knew this because Silas told me about it during our evening calls that we had established as a quiet routine over the past two weeks. He would give me a briefing on what Vivienne had done and said and where she had been in the building and I would listen and sometimes ask a question that helped him understand what it meant."She found the acquisition documents," he said on a Tuesday night. "Faster than I expected. She was looking in exactly the right place.""Which means Marcus told her specifically what to look for," I said."Yes. She is not fishing. She is following a map." His voice was thoughtful. "She is also trying to build a personal rapport. She brought coffee this morning without being asked. Made a point of staying in the office fifteen minutes after her official end time. She has already made friends with two people in the finance department.""She is building a network," I said. "So that when she eventuall