All Chapters of From Discarded Wife, Now the Untouchable Heiress : Chapter 161 - Chapter 168

Melissa’s POV The air inside Damon’s executive suite was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and sour whiskey. For weeks, walking into this room felt like stepping into an emergency room. Damon had been pacing back and forth, snapping at his secretaries, slamming doors, and losing sleep over the supplier blockade Hazel had wrapped around Moretti Group’s neck. Today, the energy in the room was completely different. I stood in the doorway for a second, holding a bottle of vintage champagne in one hand and two tall crystal glasses in the other. Damon was sitting behind his wide mahogany desk, leaning back in his leather chair with a drink in his hand. His desk phone receiver was still resting on its base, but the smile on his face was wider than I had seen in months. "I take it you got the call?" I asked, stepping into the room and closing the heavy oak door quietly behind me. Damon looked up, his eyes bright with relief. "She’s gone, Melissa. Hazel Sinclair is officially gon

Hazel’s POVI couldn't sleep much that night, but waking up in Kai's arms made the morning a little easier to face. After Kai left for his study to coordinate with his security team, I poured myself a cup of tea and sat near the large windows in the living room.Before I could even take a third sip, the heavy front doors of the mansion creaked open, followed by fast, heavy footsteps echo down the hallway."Hazel!"It was Adrian. He didn't even wait for the house manager to announce him. He stormed into the living room, wearing a dark coat with his tie slightly loosened, holding a paper bag from my favorite bakery in one hand and a folder in the other.He looked completely furious. His face was flushed, and his jaw was clenched tight."Adrian, what are you—"Before I could finish saying his name, my cousin dropped the bag on the coffee table, wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me into a tight, fierce hug."I came as fast as I could," Adrian said into my hair, his voice rough with e

Hazel’s POVMy heels clicked sharply against the polished marble floor of the ENH lobby, the sound echoing through the wide atrium like gunfire.The security guards stationed by the front doors straightened up instantly as I walked through. Two days ago, those exact same guards had been ordered to escort me off the property. Today, when our eyes met, they looked down at their boots, uncomfortable and unsure of how to face me. The heavy glass doors swung shut behind me as I stepped back inside the building that bore my family's name.ENH wasn't just a corporate logo or a collection of glass towers. It was the Sinclair legacy. Generations of my family had poured their sweat, sacrifices, and vision into these foundation stones, carving out a place for our family name at the very top. My grandfather had fought for this company. My grandmother had protected it through market crashes and hostile takeovers. And now, some backroom coward thought they could use a stolen folder and a forged sec

Melissa’s POVIn the quiet comfort of my living room, the muted television screen above the fireplace played the same repeating news loop: "E&H CEO Hazel Sinclair Suspended Amid $5 Million Embezzlement Scandal."I swirled the deep red wine in my crystal glass, a slow, triumphant smile spreading across my lips.For months, Hazel had stood in my way—acting untouchable, hiding behind her family name, and blocking every move we made. But watching these clips of her walking out of ENH headquarters under the watchful eyes of security guards? It almost felt unreal. The great and powerful Hazel Sinclair, brought down by her own signature and a clever little paperwork swap."To hard work," I murmured to the empty room, raising my glass toward the TV screen before taking a slow, delicious sip.A sharp ding at the private elevator doors interrupted my thoughts.A moment later, Clara walked into the penthouse, looking sharp and composed in a tailored charcoal suit. Rosar