All Chapters of Watch Me Destroy You, My Ex-husband. : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Anastasia's POV We make our entrance together, and I'm immediately aware of eyes turning toward us. The power couple. The brilliant CEO and his equally brilliant fiancée. Everything we appear to be on the surface.Everything we're not underneath.One of the foreign investors, a woman, spot us and waves us over. "Alexander! And this must be the famous Anna Brooks we've heard so much about.""Yes. Thank you for the invitation." I shake their hands, smiling warmly. "It's wonderful to finally meet you in person.""We've been looking forward to this," she says, studying me with sharp, intelligent eyes. "Alexander speaks very highly of you. Both your professional accomplishments and your personal relationship.""I'm very fortunate," I say, glancing at Alexander. "He's an exceptional partner in every way."We make small talk for several minutes— safe topics like the weather, Los Angeles, the technology industry. But I can feel the female investor assessing me, looking for any sign that our

Anastasia's POVTwo days until the investor dinner. I wake up with those words echoing in my mind, a countdown that feels both too fast and not fast enough. In forty-eight hours, I'll stand in front of foreign investors, business leaders, and Alexander, and reveal who I really am.In forty-eight hours, everything changes.My phone vibrates on the nightstand. I pick it up and read the message from Jenkins. “Coming by at 10 AM with the complete evidence package. Everything's organized and ready to present.”“I'll be ready.”In the kitchen, Aaron is already up, laptop open, going through what looks like a presentation outline."Morning," he says without looking up. "I've been working on the narrative structure for your revelation. We need it to flow logically— introduce who you are, why you disappeared, then present the evidence against Marian and Liam in a way that's clear and damning.""Let me see."He turns the laptop toward me, and I scan through his outline:1. Introduction - Who I

Anastasia's POVAlexander's house looks warm and inviting when I arrive. Lights glow from the windows, and I can smell something delicious cooking. For a moment, I let myself imagine this is real, that I really am just a woman arriving for dinner with the man she loves.He opens the door before I can knock, a smile lighting up his face."Anna. You look beautiful.""Thank you. Something smells amazing.""Just pasta and sauce. Nothing fancy, but Sam's favorite." He pulls me inside, his hand warm on my lower back. "He's been talking about you coming over all day."We find Sam in the living room, reading a book. He looks up when we enter and his face brightens."Anna! You came!""Of course I came. I wouldn't miss it." I sit beside him on the couch. "What are you reading?""A book about Mars. Did you know that Mars has the biggest volcano in the solar system?""I did know that. Olympus Mons, right?"His eyes widen. "You know about space?""A little bit. I like learning about new things."F

Anastasia's POV That evening, after Sam wakes up and I've said my goodbyes, I'm driving home when my phone rings. Unknown number.Against my better judgment, I answer. "Hello?""Anastasia Campbell." It's a woman's voice, cold and calculating. "Or should I say, Anna Brooks?"My blood runs cold. "Who is this?""Someone who knows your secret. Someone who's been watching you very carefully." A pause. "The investor dinner was postponed. That must be disappointing. All that preparation, all that planning, and now you have to wait three more weeks.""What do you want?""I want to give you some advice. Use these three weeks wisely. Because when that dinner finally happens, when you reveal your true identity, you're not just going to destroy Alexander Grayson's trust. You're going to destroy his son's only chance at survival.""How do you—""I know everything. About Sam's condition, about why Alexander needs the medical tech deal, about what happens if he loses it." The woman's voice is sharp

Third person’s POVLiam Thompson sat in his home office, a glass of scotch in hand, reviewing the latest reports from his investigator. Or rather, from his former investigator, since Jenkins had gone radio silent two weeks ago."He's working for her," Liam said to Marian, who was reading through the same reports on her tablet. "Jenkins found something and instead of reporting back to me, he took it to Anna Brooks.""Or Anastasia Campbell," Marian corrected, her voice tight. "We need to start calling her what she really is.""We don't know for certain—""Yes, we do. The facial recognition software was eighty percent certain. The timing of her appearance matches exactly when Anastasia supposedly died. And now Jenkins, who was investigating her, suddenly goes dark?" Marian set down her tablet. "She's back, Liam. Your ex-wife is back, and she's engaged to your biggest competitor."Liam drained his scotch. "If she's really Anastasia, she's playing a dangerous game. Faking her death, creati