All Chapters of The Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Declared Dead, Returned Dangerous: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

40 Chapters

031_The Shadow of Marcus Vance

Avery’s POVThe early morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse kitchen, and I poured myself a fresh cup of coffee while Andre stood near the counter scrolling through the morning financial papers on his tablet. The front pages were completely covered with pictures of Julian leaving the gala in total disgrace, and the local news anchor was already explaining how the Thorne board had officially stripped him of his executive voting rights during the emergency meeting at eight.I took a slow sip from my mug and leaned against the marble island, and for the first time in months, the heavy weight in my chest felt slightly lighter because my mother’s diamond ring was safely back on my finger."The board didn't even hesitate to cancel the merger agreement, Andre, and they are already discussing a full restructuring of the biotech division without Julian's input," I said, setting my coffee down as he looked

032_The Exclusive Invitation

Andre’s POVThe courier delivery guy didn't even wait for a signature before he left the heavy black box on our lobby counter, and I immediately brought it up to the penthouse apartment because the crimson wax seal on the front bore the distinctive crest of the Vance family estate. Avery was sitting at the dining table review when I walked in, and she looked up with an expression of immediate curiosity as I placed the box directly between us and sliced the seal open with a pocket knife.Inside the silk lining lay a thick, heavily scented card along with an expensive black velvet mask, and the handwritten note inside was addressed exclusively to Avery in Marcus Vance’s personal script."What exactly does it say, Andre, because you look like you want to throw that entire delivery box straight out the window?" Avery asked, leaning forward over her coffee cup as she watched my face darken while I skimmed the lines."Marcus is hosti

033_The Masquerade

Alexa’s POVI adjusted the silver mask over my eyes and kept my position right near the champagne tower because the massive influx of elite guests meant I could easily monitor Avery without drawing the attention of Marcus Vance's heavy security detail. The coastal estate was absolutely packed with billionaires and high-society players from three different states, and as Avery walked down the main staircase with her hand resting on Andre's arm, the entire room seemed to quiet down because her custom emerald gown made her look completely spectacular."Everyone is talking about her, Alexa, so you need to keep your earpiece active and make sure no one tries to block her path while I go speak with the harbor investors," Andre's voice murmured through the hidden receiver, his tone sounding incredibly tight and possessive as he scanned the crowd from the ballroom floor."I have her in my direct line of sight, Andre, and she is currently moving

034_The First Standoff

Avery’s POVThe sudden crash of a heavy decorative silver tray near the orchestra stage made several guests gasp and turn their heads, but Marcus didn't even blink or break his intense eye contact with me as he used the brief distraction to pull me closer toward the edge of the private terrace walkway. The music paused for only a few seconds before the musicians resumed their slow melody, and amidst the minor commotion with the catering staff, Marcus kept his hand firmly on my arm to prevent me from walking back toward Alexa.I stared at his dark mask with total composure, and I couldn't believe how arrogant this man actually was to think his massive wealth gave him the right to dictate my professional choices."You are ignoring the obvious reality of your situation, Avery, because staying under Andre's umbrella is only going to limit your global expansion while I am offering you an immediate seat at the main table," Marcus said, his voice s

035_The Charity Auction

Andre’s POVThe heavy mahogany doors of the elite country club ballroom swung open to reveal rows of velvet-lined seating, and I guided Avery toward our reserved box near the front stage because the tension from last night's garage alarm had only intensified our need to present a completely unified front to the high-society crowd. The room was buzzing with the murmurs of the city’s wealthiest players, and as we took our places, Alexa immediately leaned over from the row behind us to pass me the official bidding ledger for the evening's charity events."Marcus has personally funded the entire overhead for tonight's auction, Andre, and he just added a restricted lot at the very end of the catalog that wasn't included in the original press release," Alexa whispered, her eyes tracking the security personnel positioning themselves around the main podium."He is trying to control the narrative after what happened on the terrace, but he is goi

036_A Battle of Billions

Avery’s POVThe auctioneer’s gavel hovered in the air while the crowd completely stopped whispering, and my heart was beating so fast against my ribs because Marcus was still standing up in his VIP booth with a smug look on his face after the price hit fifteen million dollars. Andre didn't even blink as he kept his arm rested casually on the back of my chair, and his total calm in the middle of this financial chaos was making everyone around us look incredibly nervous about the next increment."We are currently at fifteen million dollars with Mr. Vance, do I hear sixteen from the floor?" the announcer called out, his microphone echoing loudly through the speakers as he looked directly at our box."Sixteen million," Andre said smoothly, lifting his black paddle without a single second of hesitation, and he didn't even look over at Marcus while he made the call."Seventeen million," Marcus immediately countered from across the ai

037_The Taste of Jealousy

Andre’s POVWe left the country club lobby after a tense standoff where my security team forced Marcus's men to step back, and the entire ride back to the penthouse was completely silent because the adrenaline from the thirty-five million dollar bid was still humming through my veins. Avery sat next to me in the back of the sedan staring out at the rain-slicked streets, and the moment the private elevator doors opened into our living room, I threw my tuxedo jacket onto the nearest chair and turned to face her before she could even take off her evening wrap.The portrait we had won was being delivered by a separate security detail by truck, but right now the only thing I could think about was the way Marcus had looked at her on the ballroom floor and how he had offered her that blank check just to get her into his inner circle."Andre, you have been pacing around like a madman since we left the auction block, so you need to tell me what

038_Julian’s Desperation

Alexa’s POV I rushed down the back stairwell of the penthouse complex because the security feed had just shown Julian smashing the lower lobby door panel, and by the time I reached the secure corridor right outside Avery's private office suite, the elevator doors had already cycled open to reveal a completely ruined, drunk Julian stumbling onto the plush carpet. His expensive tuxedo from the gala was completely wrinkled and stained, and his tie was hanging loosely around his unbuttoned collar while he brandished a heavy iron bar like a desperate madman who had completely lost his place in high society. Avery stepped out of her office doorway the exact second his boots dragged across the threshold, and she didn't show a single ounce of fear as she stood her ground against his loud, unstable shouting. "Avery, you need to listen to me right now because you are the only person who can convince the bank to reverse the

039_The Luxury Takeover

Avery’s POVI stepped out of the private elevator into the marble lobby of the Serene Oasis Spa because the absolute chaos of Julian’s arrest last night had left my neck completely knotted, and I was desperately looking forward to my regular nine-o'clock lavender oil massage. The front desk was usually staffed by two polite girls who immediately handed me a glass of cucumber water, but today the entire reception area was completely empty except for a large, obnoxious golden sign that read under new management.I frowned and walked past the water fountain toward the private relaxation lounge, and I nearly choked on my coffee when I saw Marcus Vance sitting on the central velvet sofa while wearing a ridiculous, bright gold silk bathrobe with his family crest stitched onto the front pocket."What on earth are you doing here, Marcus, and why are the receptionists missing from their desks on a busy Tuesday morning?" I demanded, stopping righ

040_The Penthouse Pest

Andre’s POVI was completely losing my mind because the heavy thumping of a live mariachi band had been vibrating straight through our master bedroom floorboards since three in the morning, and this was the fourth night in a row that Marcus Vance had thrown an absurdly lavish party in the penthouse suite directly below ours just to disrupt our peace. Avery was sitting on our living room sofa wrapped in a blanket with a deeply annoyed expression on her face, and I finally couldn't take the ridiculous noise anymore, so I threw on a casual shirt and marched straight out to the private elevator lobby to put an end to this childish real estate harassment.I slammed my hand against the call button, and the doors slid open immediately to reveal Marcus himself already standing inside the car, looking completely smug while wearing a tailored designer suit and holding a half-empty glass of expensive tequila."You need to shut that circus down right now, Marcus, because the building bylaws expli

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