Todos os capítulos de Despised By My Billionaire Husband : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Aldwin boarded the company’s long-range jet at Teterboro, accompanied by Ray and his executive assistant; Lizzy. The thirteen-hour transpolar flight to Seoul was a quiet stretch over the Arctic. They touched down at Gimpo’s Business Aviation Center around 5:00 PM the following day, bypassing the main terminals entirely. A black Genesis G90 was waiting for them on the tarmac; within minutes, they were gliding through the city toward the Signiel Seoul, a five-star hotel suitable for a man of Aldwin's status. As they stepped into the reception, the ambience enveloped them. The first thought that came to his mind was ‘beautiful’, even though he didn't express it. His reflection on the glassy marble floor showed him how exhausted he was.Everything here screamed class. The staff bowed so low it almost made you feel guilty, but Aldwin didn't take notice; he just wanted to rest. By the time they checked into their suites overlooking the Han River, the sun was setting. It left them just eno

“I had intelligence to look into it, see what they could find. The representative of Philips Tech for the bid is my wife's ex-boyfriend – or still is.” He pinched his forehead. “Somehow, I don't know if I should call it luck, but he utilised our weaknesses for the bid, turning everything we weren't offering into strong points for their proposal. Every single point on our list… It was more like he found loose ends and supplied a positive for each, as if he was fighting our entire offer. It's cliché.” He sighed. “Do you have a file on what their offer was? I want to see it and compare it with ours.” “I have every detail we need to erase all doubts. They didn't propose a unique offer, just countered every single thing we proposed. I mean, how could they be so detailed?”There was a pause on both ends as they analysed the situation.Mrs Ellison broke the quiet. “Do you think someone leaked the proposal details to them ahead of time?” “I thought about that too, but the chances are qui

I heard the footsteps and shut my eyes. My heart pounded loudly, I counted the beats. The footsteps stopped, not far from the bedside. I stayed still, my eyelids pressed tight, pretending to be asleep. He was quiet for a moment, probably observing me. “Get up.” His hoarse voice commanded. I ignored him, didn't move an inch; Instead, I shut my eyes tighter, hoping he'd leave If I stayed still. But Aldwin wasn't going to fall for my act. “I said, get up.” This time, his voice was stern. Gently, I pulled the cover aside and sat up, playing sleepy. “You're back.” “Keep the act to yourself. I knew you were awake.” “Now…” he sat on the bed. “Ralph Townsend.” He gave me a knowing look. I felt a knot in my chest. I kept my expression even, but my heart was racing. Why was he calling Ralph's name? “Tell me what exactly happened.” “What exactly?” “Really?” He tilted his head like I was a puzzle he had already solved. “I've done terrible things to people for lying to me. I'm the on

“He knows,” I said the moment Ralph answered his phone.“What do you mean he knows?”“He knows, Ralph. He has proof. I don't know how, but he was able to find out.”There was a brief silence on the other end, it felt more like Ralph was processing what I had just said.“What did you tell him exactly?”“Everything.” My voice was almost a whisper. “How it happened. Except I didn't say it was you who asked me to do it.”“Kora, you should have kept denying it.”“Do you understand a single thing I've been saying? He's got proof! How am I supposed to fight that?”“Fuck. It's a survival of the fittest, it's not strange my proposal countered his. I bet he would have given up if you had held on to not having anything to do with that.”“You weren't there. He didn't stare you in the eyes and asked those questions. You didn't see his face when he said he'd found proof and knows what I did.”The silence hung between us. I could hear him sigh through the phone.“I’m scared.” I broke the silence.“

Ralph stepped out of his car and looked up at the Ellison Holdings building. It loomed over him, all glass and steel, the kind of structure that reminds you exactly who was in charge. He had been here before, years ago, for a meeting he had barely gotten through. Now he was back for something else entirely. He straightened his jacket and walked in. The lobby was busy for a mid-morning. It was always busy here. He felt as if all eyes were on him, as if they knew what he came for, but it was all in his head. No one had the time to notice anybody. He headed straight for the reception desk. “I'm here to see Aldwin Ellison,” he said. The receptionist smiled practically and glanced at her screen. “Do you have an appointment, sir?” “No. But he'll see me.” She gave him a look that suggested she heard that line at least once a day. “Mr. Ellison is a very busy man. If you'd like to schedule…” “Tell him Ralph Townsend is here,” he cut in. “He'll know who I am.” Something in his voice mad