All Chapters of Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Too close to Ignore

Adrian placed his hand on his cheek, staring at Arabella in disbelief. “What are you…” He started to choke on the smoke. Arabella grabbed the cigar from his hand and pressed it into the ashtray as Adrian continued to cough. His face was deathly pale from lack of oxygen as he slowly suffocated in the smoke without even knowing it. He fumbled towards the window, breathing the fresh air deeply. “If you die, what am I supposed do?” Arabella didn't even try to control her emotions anymore, “What am I supposed to tell Axel?” Adrian sat on the floor by the window, slowly catching his breath.Arabella had her back turned against him, crying softly. She couldn't hold her tears anymore.Adrian watched her shoulders shake from the floor and felt something in his chest that had nothing to do with the smoke.Her finger trembled slightly. She'd never been so scared before.What if she hadn't come when she did? What if she hadn't opened the door the she did?Would he have suffocated to death

Little Chad

“Whatever it is can wait—” “Sir—”Adrian cut him off as he ended the call. “You don't even want to know what it is?’ Arabella asked, “Gavin doesn't exaggerate.”Adrian forced a smile, “What could possibly happen with the company that could change my reality?” “My mom is a murderer and my dad is her victim.” Arabella’s jaw tightened as an awkward silence consumed them. They might not be her biological parents, but they were her first real parents. So maybe she understood how devastating this reality was. Arabella reached for his hand, gently squeezing it, “Don't blame yourself.” “Father wouldn't want that.” Adrian looked at her, his eyes red, “Y–you think so?” Arabella nodded, turning to face the road. “Of course.” She wanted to move her hand, but Adrian held it. She looked at him briefly, then let it go. The ride continued in prolonged silence. But it wasn't awkward. It was just there. Until Arabella cleared her throat. “So, when did you start smoking?” Adrian adjuste

Truck Driver

Adrian cleared his throat, ending the minute long awkward silence.“Of course,” He didn't break eye contact with Arabella, “I made this family like this. I should be the one to fix it.” He reached for Arabella's hand over Axel. She hesitated. Just slightly. Then gave him her hand. She told herself it was for Axel.She almost believed it.“We are going to be happy. I promise.” He added. “Okay, Dad. I…believe you..” Axel's words slurred as he started to fall asleep. Arabella shushed Adrian, patting Axel's back slowly to sleep. It was only when Axel was deeply asleep did Arabella speak again. “From now on, don't go a day without speaking to him.” She warned, “Call. Text. Face time. Visits. Make sure to do one of these everyday.” Adrian nodded, “Noted Ma’am.”Her phone vibrated on the headboard of the bed. She quickly answered the call to avoid waking Axel up. Gavin again. Arabella handed the phone to Adrian, gesturing him to stand up as she also stood.Adrian headed for the do

Mad Dog

Gavin checked the glove compartment once again, bringing out a file. He handed it to Adrian who was still too stunned. If the truck driver is alive that means the conspiracy surrounding Victor’s death is a lot deeper than they knew. Which meant everything he thought he understood about that night was still incomplete.He wasn't sure if that terrified him or gave him something to hold onto.Adrian took the file. “I examined the evidence file you brought to the office last week and got the contact of the truck driver.” Gavin started to explain. Adrian flipped through the file. The first page was just the same cash transfer document Arabella had shown him before. But the next page was the real deal. “I know the bank as I had also opened one on impulse back then. So I remembered that after the bank was closed, everyone caught in the scam was traced through the social security number and the money was returned.”Adrian was slowly grasping the situation, “That means if he were dead

Final Decision Board

Serena froze, her eyes red. Her hand slowly rose to her cheek, her chest rising and falling slowly as she stared at her father. “Y–you slapped me?” SLAP. Marcus’s hand landed on her face again, sending Serena staggering backward. “DAD!” She screamed her guts, “Have you lost your mind?” “Shut the fuck up, Serena. You're such a disgrace!” Marcus barked. “Do you know how much I have done to get this far?” “I was going to become Mayor! You ruined my plans. You ruined my years of hardwork.” Serena trembled at her father's monstrous roar. He has never hit her before. Heck, he has never even scolded her like this. Marcus walked closer, jabbing a finger at her chest. “I thought you were the clever one. That's why I kept things under wraps after Elena's death.”Serena's expression flickered. Just for a second.Elena's name in his mouth always did that to her. Even now.“Yet, ten years with that asshole and you lost to that orphan nobody? What did I waste my resources for all these ye

Played

“H–how are they together? Where did you get it?”“I took this in Denver.” Gavin replied. Adrian sat back, recalling his conversation with Ivan back at the resort. Does that mean he already knew about Isabella’s mother before questioning him that night? “I looked into their relationship, but found nothing relating Mr. Volkov to the case or the decision board at all.” Adrian raised his gaze, “Really? How is that? And why were they together.” “From what I know, they seem to be acquaintances. I overheard very little of their conversation and it looks like Mr. Hamilton owes Mr. Volkov a life saving debt.” Gavin explained. Adrian didn't need any further explanation. He already knew what Gavin was thinking. Gavin was indirectly suggesting Adrian tell Ivan about the case and use the debt Mr. Hamilton owed against him.“No. I am not doing that.” Adrian refused sharply. Gavin knew his boss understood what he meant and he’d already anticipated this response from Adrian. “Sir, Ms. Isabel

The Plan

Serena clenched her fist so tight until her knuckles turned white. “Arabella Fucking Greene!” She cussed in between his teeth. “How dare you play me?”Catherine couldn't help laughing so loudly as she paced around slowly. “My little Arabella has really grown to pull such a smooth one on us.” “This is not funny.” Serena snapped..Catherine giggled, “It is!” “I mean, I always knew she didn't return to play around. Yet I sat back and let her take everything.” She sighed, finally catching her breath. “She’s so smart to separate me from the Sterling Group, managing to make the company flourish despite the obstacles. I must commend her.” Serena bit her lower lip, realising how accurate Catherine was. She always found it strange Arabella didn't immediately start pursuing the kidnap charges.And now that she thought about it more carefully, she finally understood Arabella was trying to clear out her support system. Her father. With the recent crisis and lost election, it was obvious

Lunch with Grandpa

“Do you want to come over for lunch? You can finally meet your grandson.” Arabella said on the phone.“Of course!” Richard replied enthusiastically. “Send me the address and I will be right there.” Arabella smiled as she ended the call. She texted him her address before dropping her phone on the kitchen counter. She looked around the kitchen counter, making a list of the required food stuff she needed for her feast. “Mom,” Axel tapped Arabella gently, “Going out?”Arabella nodded. “Yes, sweetie. I want to make some really delicious meals for you.” “I want to go.” He said. Arabella didn't refuse. “Sure. Go get your coat and shoes.” Axel sprinted to his room excited. Arabella grabbed her bag and keys, glancing toward the hallway just as Axel came running back, slightly out of breath, one shoe half-worn.“Slow down,” she said, kneeling to fix it properly. “We’re not racing anyone.”“I’m ready,” he insisted, bouncing a little.“I can see that.”They stepped out together, Axel re

Death Wish

“What?” Richard panicked. “No.” he quickly denied, but the way he dropped his head and started to shove the pasta into his mouth suggested otherwise.Arabella shook her head and scoffed, “I already took your money. I won't abandon your company.”Richard’s face immediately brightened. “Perfect. I already had them preparing your office.” “Tsk, you don't even want me to rest?” Arabella stood up, “I just finished dealing with the most toxic gig ever.” She added as she walked towards the living room. Axel was now on the bike, trying to ride it but failing. After watching several cartoons and playing videos game, he truly thought it would be easy to ride. His smile was slowly fading away. “Axel, you have to come and eat now.” Arabella noticed the frown on his face and added, “I can teach you how to ride it later.” His face quickly brightened as he jumped forward. They returned to the dining table and Axel quickly took his seat. “You can have all the rest you want and resume whenever

Not The Guilty Type

Adrian tried to keep calm as he feigned ignorance and asked, “Who are y–you?” His voice cracked. Just slightly.On the other side of the phone, Richard was certain Adrian knew exactly who he was talking to. He didn't need any introduction. “I let you go five years ago because Arabella said so. I don't mind making you disappear.” Adrian's jaw tightened.The mention of Arabella just confirmed Gavin's findings. And now, knowing Arabella knew Richard for that long finally answered the question that had bothered his mind for the past three months since Arabella’s return. How did Arabella escape from that mental hospital? How did she fake her death? Where did the doctor and the nurse incharge disappeard to? But a new question arose. How did she know Richard Gallagher? The top 1% of the city!Adrian dropped his though act immediately, “Y–you, how did you know Arabella? What do you want with her?” Silence. Long and awkward. Then, the call ended. “Hello?” No response. Adrian loo

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