All Chapters of Mr CEO Your Ex-wife Is Back: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

EMMAI stepped out of Ava’s apartment building into the damp Shoreditch morning with my heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. The folder in my bag suddenly felt heavier than the guilt I’d been carrying for months. This has to work. Ava’s voice was cold,, but finally giving me a sliver of a chance…Her words echoed in my head on loop. If it works and Viktor falls… I’ll consider forgiving you.I wasn’t going to waste it.My phone buzzed before I even reached the corner. Private number. I answered on the first ring, keeping my voice low as I flagged down a black cab.“Marcus. Tell me you’re still in.”A pause on the other end. Viktor’s head of security..my best and only real inside man…sounded rattled. “Emma, this is insane. He’s still in the clinic, but his people are on high alert after the warehouse mess. If they catch me planting anything—”“They won’t,” I cut in, sliding into the cab and giving the driver the address of a nondescript café in Clerkenwell. “Because you’

AVAI woke to the steady rhythm of Daniel’s heartbeat under my cheek. Morning light filtered weakly through the blacked-out curtains of the safe house. For a few precious seconds, everything felt almost peaceful—his arm heavy around my waist, our legs tangled, the faint scent of his skin grounding me.Then I reached for my phone.The news had exploded overnight.“Victor Harrington Alive: Viktor Lang’s Double Life Exposed”“Police Waiting at Private Clinic to Arrest Viktor Lang on Multiple Charges”“Lang Group Assets Frozen as Poisoning and Sabotage Investigation Widens”I sat up slowly, scrolling through article after article. Viktor’s face…both as the polished Viktor Lang and the younger Victor Harrington…was everywhere. Reports said he was still recovering but under 24-hour police guard. The moment doctors discharged him, he would be arrested.A strange mix of emotions crashed over me. Relief so sharp it hurt. Guilt that made my stomach twist. And bone-deep exhaustion.Daniel stirre

AVAMorning light filtered weakly through the safe house curtains as I sipped my coffee, still replaying every word from the boathouse meeting. Julian’s USB drive sat on the table like a trap I hadn’t yet sprung.I met Emma at the quiet café near Hyde Park. She was already there, nursing a flat white, her expression anxious but hopeful when she saw me approach.We sat down, and she wasted no time. “I stayed completely out of the boathouse like you asked.But Ava, I was worried sick after Daniel told me about the sniper. Are you really okay?”“I’m fine,” I said, ordering a coffee. “It was clearly Sienna sending a message. She’s getting more aggressive.”“Do you want me to handle her”“No Emma, you can’t do that….Leave Sienna and Julian to me.”Emma nodded, leaning in. “I respect your boundary. I won’t push. But please let me be useful somewhere. I’ve been digging into Sienna all morning. She’s using two of Viktor’s old offshore accounts and has already made contact with Board Members Ha

SIENNAI slammed my fist against the steering wheel so hard the horn blared. “That fucking bitch!” The words tore out of me like venom, echoing inside the tinted Mercedes parked two blocks from the Harrington building. On my phone, the hacked boardroom feed still played on loop…Ava in that sleek black dress, standing tall while the board clapped like trained seals. Executive Vice Chair. Heiress Apparent. She had looked straight into the camera for half a second, almost smiling, and I knew it was for me.My hands shook as I killed the feed. The baby kicked hard, as if sensing my rage. I pressed a palm to my belly and whispered, “I’ve got you. Mommy’s got you.” But the words felt hollow. Everything I had built to protect us was crumbling because Ava refused to play by my rules.I started the engine and drove straight to the private clinic wing that had been converted into a high-security holding area. Viktor was still there technically “recovering” under police guard until formal charge

DANIELI went silent for a few seconds.“I’m already on my way,” I said, voice tight with shock and urgency and without asking another question. “Stay on the phone with me. You are doing just fine. Just breathe.”I could hear Ava sliding down the wall through the phone, her breathing ragged and broken. “He was supposed to be safe here… Who did this?”“Ava, listen to me,” I cut in, keeping my voice as steady as possible while I ran toward my car, keys already in hand. “I’m five minutes out. We’re going to figure this out. Stay with me, okay? Talk to me. Tell me what you see around the room. Any signs of forced entry?”“No… nothing obvious. It’s too clean. Daniel, he’s really gone. He was helping us. He was our friend.”“I know,” I said, pain evident in my tone as I slammed the car door and started the engine. “I’m pulling up now. Stay right there.”The line went quiet for a few minutes before I burst through the safe house door, gun drawn, eyes wild. They landed on Ava first, then move