All Chapters of You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The StageELENA was almost at the corridor exit when a woman from the front row caught up with her."Ms. Brooks." She was slightly breathless. "I'm sorry, I just... that was extraordinary. I've been in this industry for twenty years and I have never seen anyone walk into a room like that.""Thank you," Elena said with a warm smile on her face. She was in a hurry, but she had to look and remain pleasant for the sake of the company's image, even though what she had just done on stage had slightly tarnished the company's image."I mean it." The woman extended her hand for a handshake "I'm Lisa Ferguson, and I run a financial technology firm. I'd like to give you my card."Elena looked at the card gratefully and took it from the woman, offering up her own hand for a handshake."I appreciate that.""I'm not being polite," Dr. Lisa said. "I've read the restructuring proposal you produced eight months ago. It circulated in our sector and people talked about it for weeks. I've been trying to f

The Board RoomELENA walked into the boardroom and saw Eamon before she sat down.He was already at the table, jacket on, posture straight, looking exactly like himself after days of treatment. Her heart flipped in her chest when she was hit with how attractive he really looked attractive this morning. She sat at the far end of the table and put her bag on the floor and did not look at him again. They had found Evan the previous day across the street. Apparently, he had come home, but everything felt weird and he didn't want to stay alone. He had been playing with the neighbours' children.Michelle sat three seats from Eamon while Harriet called the meeting to order."We're here to address the events at the International Technology and Finance Summit," Harriet said. "Michelle, we would like to get your account of the event immediately."Michelle stood up, immaculately dressed and began speaking. She made everything seem like it was Elena's fault. She said Elena had failed to appear on

What They SayTHE comments started the same way they always did. Elena was at her kitchen table with coffee and her personal laptop when she saw the first wave of comments. Not because she was looking for it, but because Freya sent her a message that the company had announced that Elena has been relieved from working with them, and she added that Elena shouldn't read the comments. Elena tried at first, but she wanted to see what they were saying. She was curious. She knew they would be horrible, but she still turned on her WiFi to go online, and the comments flooded her screen at once."She got fired because he finally saw what she really was.""The CEO realized she was too old and too messy and moved on.""Did you see the photo from the airport? She looks exhausted and worn out. No wonder he got tired.""Someone said she has a son too. That poor child."The more she read, the worse she felt. They were cruel in every sense, but they were misinterpreting what really happened, and Elena

First MoveELENA sent the tip at the moment that she could perceive the rice she was boiling on fire.She typed the final line of the anonymous message — a forwarded file of Marcus's transaction records, the ones she had gotten legally during the court case procedure, and the ones she had someone secretly investigate, and lastly the ones she had kept in a folder mislabeled Evan's school documents and told herself she might never use (while she was still married to Marcus, and she pressed send. Then she placed the burner phone face-down on the counter beside the stove and went back to stirring.She had addressed the message to two departments at the financial crimes authority and copied a second version of the text to an investigative journalist whose byline she had been following for three years. She kept the cover message short without any detailed explanation or introduction about who she was and why she was doing what she did. She just sent the files and a single line of message at

The ListSHE waited until they were home and the shopping bags were put away. Evan had washed his hands and was currently sitting at the kitchen table with a biscuit, kicking his legs in glee like someone who had spent a successful day.Elena sat across from him, she'd been quiet throughout the drive back home as her mind was reeling with everything Evan had said."Why didn't you tell me," she began carefully. "Why didn't you tell me about aunty Tiara when I came home?"Evan was confused at first, but his expression slowly relaxed in understanding. He looked at the biscuit on the table. "You were always tired." Evan played with the biscuit wrapper absentmindedly. "Every time you came home, you looked tired. I didn't want to make it worse because after that, you will go and cook, clean the dirty place that Marcus kept and you slept."Elena's heart ached at the thought that her son noticed every single thing that had been happening in the house, but he kept quiet about them. She though