All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex’s Father: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter One :Ten Years of Scrap

"Are you done packing? Either you step out of this apartment quietly or I'll have security escort you out. Make your choice, Sloane." My boyfriend’s icy voice reeled into my ears. I looked at him from under my lashes, mouth agape. Ten long years. Gone in less than ten seconds. Right in front of me was a half-zipped designer suitcase. Scattered around it were the remnants of a decade spent building a life around a man who never truly saw me. In my moments of ultimate devotion, I had enthusiastically given up my own dreams to save his. After college, when Finn had nearly crashed his first major corporate venture because of sheer negligence, I was the one who stayed up for seventy-two hours straight, rewriting his business proposals from scratch so he wouldn't look like a failure in front of his father, Knox Hartley. Finn, my boyfriend, had taken all the credit while I smiled quietly from the shadows. "Sloane, my father expects perfection from me. If I tell him you did the work,

Chapter Two: The Patriarch of the Estate

Sloane's POV"Sloane, if you walk out that door, don't expect to ever step foot back into my life!"A cold smile ran from one ear to the other, curling my scarlet lips. "Who says I'm planning to return anyway? I'm kicking both you and your entitlement out of my world."Finn was completely dumbfounded. I took full advantage of his shock, yanked my arm out of his lingering grip, and slammed the door shut behind me.Not another word was uttered between us as I stepped out into the freezing night.Without wasting any time, I fished out my phone and booked a one-way ride straight toward the Hartley family's private estate. Finn thought I was heading there to hide in a corner and weep over his crumbs.He didn't know I was only going to retrieve the last remnants of my dignity—and the ten years' worth of personal belongings I had left there.The drive through the outskirts of the city chewed up most of my evening, the dark sky slowly opening up into a torrential downpour. By the time the gat

Chapter Three: The Heir's Short-Circuit

Finn’s POVI grabbed her arm without warning, but the sheer coldness in her eyes made me drop my grip before I could even find my words."Are you happy now? What if this little stunt you're pulling ruins my reputation before the corporate audit?!" I blew up at her, my voice echoing down the empty hallway of our apartment.Instead of crumbling into a tearful apology as she normally would, she simply adjusted the strap of her designer purse, looking at me like I was an irritating stain on her shoe."Ten billion," she said to me hauntingly, her voice completely devoid of emotion. "That’s how much of your father's asset portfolio I personally restructured for you last quarter. Don't expect me to leave without my consulting fees, Finn."My chest seized. "Ten billion? Consulting fees?" I repeated back at her, making sure my ears weren't short-circuiting."I didn't mince my words, Finn," she replied, her red lips curving into a mocking smile. "I gave up a promising career and the best years

Chapter Four: No Longer Your Shadow

Sloane's POVThe way his face instantly went white sickened me. It shamelessly told me that he still thought I was going to do his bidding, playing the loyal shadow to his failures while he chased after his mistress.What a joke.I reached for the crystal glass of vintage bourbon Knox had poured for me, making sure to savor the rich, burning warmth as it coated my throat."You'd better figure out another plan if you want your legacy to survive, Finn. Because you aren't getting another ounce of my help."I set the glass down on the mahogany desk. Knox just gave me a long, sweeping stare, the dark look in his green eyes telling me that he had a dozen other comments, but he kept them behind his lips and let the heavy silence wrap around us.Good. I should enjoy the absolute luxury of this private estate at least once before I decide my next move.But two hours later, the storm outside raging into a violent frenzy, the heavy oak doors of the grand hallway creaked open.Finn didn't show

Chapter Five: A Ghost in the Passenger Seat

Finn’s POVShe was gone.A little part of me still stubbornly believed that it was a cheap bluff she would pull out of at the last second to get my attention, but she actually went ahead and did it.I had just gone down to the estate's lower lounge to get away from the mistress's constant complaining about the storm, but when I returned to the guest wing, every single trace of Sloane's belongings had vanished.My chest was burning from the inside. I was struggling to breathe.I reached for my phone inside my pocket and began to dial her number like an absolute maniac off the rails.Each and every call went straight to voicemail.She didn't even think of giving me one single response.The more the mechanical voicemail voice repeated in my ear, the more it felt like the grand hardwood floor beneath my feet was beginning to spin. How could this be happening?Could it be... that there was another man?That would perfectly explain her erratic change in behavior and that sudden, chilling lo

Chapter 6: Shifting the balance

Sloane's POVThe towering glass facade of Hartley Global headquarters sliced into the morning sky like a monolithic crystal grid. For ten long years, I had walked through these rotating glass doors three paces behind my boyfriend, carrying his briefcase, holding his coffee, and fixing the nervous twitch in his tie before he stepped into the light. To the security guards, the front-desk receptionists, and the senior vice presidents, I was just a fixture. A quiet, beautifully dressed shadow who kept the gears oiled while the young heir took the bows.Not today.I arrived thirty minutes before the scheduled board audit, stepped out of a private black sedan, and walked through the lobby with a measured, rhythmic cadence. I wore a striking, structured charcoal blazer dress that hugged my frame perfectly, paired with a classic pair of black stilettos and my signature scarlet lipstick. When the security gates beeped, I didn't reach for an assistant's temporary pass. I used the executiv

Chapter 7: The boardroom chopping block

Finn’s POVMy brain was entirely short-circuiting.I stood in the center of the grand executive boardroom, the heavy mahogany table stretching out before me like a chopping block. Surrounding it were twelve of the most ruthless senior partners in the country, their expressions completely unreadable. And sitting at the absolute head of the table, in the high-backed leather throne usually reserved for the supreme leader of the empire, was my father, Knox Hartley.But it wasn't my father's presence that was making the sweat pool at the base of my neck.It was the woman sitting directly to his right.Sloane Mercer.She sat with her shapely legs elegantly crossed, a pristine digital tablet resting in her manicured hands. She looked completely at home in the center of absolute power, her scarlet lips pressed into a calm, dangerous line of neutrality. For ten years, she had sat in the waiting room outside this very door, typing out my notes. Now, she didn't even look at me as I walked t

Chapter 8: At the right hand of the patriarch

Sloane's POVThe heavy mahogany doors of the boardroom closed behind the last senior executive, leaving the sprawling room completely silent.The high-altitude sun flooded through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a brilliant gold glow across the polished wood surface.I leaned back in my leather chair, a slow, deep breath escaping my lips. For ten years, I had dreamed of this room, but I had always imagined entering it as Finn’s wife, standing quietly behind his throne. To finally sit in it as my own person, commanding the respect of the entire board, was a rush of absolute, unadulterated freedom."You handled that beautifully, Sloane."Knox’s velvety baritone broke the quiet, sending a delicious, sudden shiver straight down my spine.I turned my head to look at him. He had undone the top button of his waistcoat, leaning against the edge of the massive table just inches away from my chair. His sharp green eyes were locked onto me, burning with a dangerous intensity that had a

Chapter 9: Federal Liabilities

Finn’s POV"Hurry up, Cassie! If the security override code doesn't clear in two minutes, the system is going to lock us out permanently!"I seethed, my fingers hammering furiously against the keyboard of the terminal inside the private executive lounge. My heart was pounding against my ribs like a trapped animal, sweat dripping down my temples and ruining my expensive linen shirt.After the absolute humiliation in the boardroom, I couldn't just sit back and let Sloane strip everything away from me. If I could just delete the manufacturing liability files and the overseas ledger history, she wouldn't have any physical proof to back up her corporate audit on Monday morning. I could claim her presentation was a corrupted glitch, and my father would have to restore my vice presidency."Finn, babe, I'm trying!" Cassie whined, her long French-manicured nails clicking clumsily against the tablet screen as she tried to look up the administrative bypass codes we had stolen from my old assi

Chapter 10: Crowning the new queen

Sloane's POVThe weekend had come and gone like a fleeting blur, but the high-society circles of the city were still completely reeling from the aftermath of the boardroom massacre. By Monday morning, the elite media outlets were flooded with blind items about the sudden downfall of the Hartley heir and the meteoric rise of a mysterious new female executive.I arrived at Hartley Global headquarters at precisely seven-thirty, stepping onto the executive floor with a completely renewed sense of absolute power. My new office was massive—a corner suite with wrap-around glass walls that overlooked the entire financial district, located directly adjacent to Knox’s private suite.I sat down behind my custom marble desk, reviewing the final security reports from the weekend logistics audit. Finn had officially checked into the basement facility at seven o'clock, his executive keycard replaced with a standard, low-tier plastic badge."A penny for your thoughts, Sloane?"I looked up from my s

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