Todos os capítulos de Dumping My Ex For His Uncle: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

EVELYNThe office had finally settled into its usual late-morning rhythm, the quiet clicking of keyboards and the occasional printer humming somewhere down the hall. I had almost managed to lose myself in the drawings spread across my desk, grateful for a few uninterrupted hours to think about something other than the last two days. For the first time since waking up in Viktor’s villa, my mind felt almost quiet, focused entirely on the lines in front of me instead of everything else weighing on me.Then Kayda’s voice cut through the calm.“Someone’s downstairs asking for you,” she said, her tone deliberately casual, though there was an odd look on her face, something between smug and curious that immediately made me suspicious.I looked up from the drawings. “Who is it?”She shrugged, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. “Am I your messenger? You’ll find out when you get down there. Stop asking me rubbish questions.” She rolled her eyes.Before I could ask anything else,

JULIANI finished the rest of my workday at Sullivan Group in a fog, barely retaining anything from the two meetings I sat through after leaving Apex Crest. Viktor had cut my time with Evelyn short so abruptly that I hadn’t fully processed it until I was already back at my desk, staring blankly at a contract I couldn’t focus on. My mind kept drifting back to that lobby, not the whole conversation, just fragments of it playing over and over. Viktor’s voice telling me plainly to stay away from her workplace, the cold, absolute authority behind every word, leaving no room for me to argue or explain myself.I still couldn’t shake the humiliation of being spoken to like that, like some misbehaving employee instead of his own nephew, especially with Evelyn standing right there and watching it happen. My jaw tightened just thinking about it.For a brief, satisfying moment, I let myself imagine what it would feel like to buy Apex Crest outright, to strip Viktor of that authority the same way

EVELYNAfter our conversation and a little more wine than I probably should have had, I told Paige I was heading home for the night. She refused almost instantly, setting her glass down with a firm thud on the coffee table.“Absolutely not,” she said, crossing her arms. “You’re staying with me for a few days, at least until things settle down. I’m not letting you sleep alone right now."“Paige, I don’t want to inconvenience you,” I said, though the protective look on her face made something in my chest loosen slightly.“Are you serious right now?” she asked, a little hurt showing on her face. “I’m your best friend. Or do you now have another best friend I don’t know about?”I shook my head.“Then what rubbish about inconveniencing me are you talking about? Come on, you’re free to stay here for as long as you want.”Her words melted my heart. “Okay, fine. I just need to swing by my place to grab a few things and get some outfits for work for the next few days. That’s all.”She studied

VIKTOR I came to the office just before noon after a long morning of meetings. I was tired from back-to-back discussions about a project I was hoping to land, but the moment I stepped into my office, I noticed a small wrapped gift sitting on my desk with a folded note beside it. I paused, wondering who had left it there without saying anything first, then called my secretary through the intercom. “Did someone drop this package on my desk? And who was it?” I asked when she answered. “Yes, sir. Evelyn stopped by earlier this morning. You weren’t in yet, so I told her I’d leave it on your desk for you.” “All right, thank you,” I said before hanging up and turning my attention back to the gift. I unwrapped it carefully. Beneath the paper was a silk tie, dark navy with a subtle pattern woven into it. It was exactly the kind of style I usually wore. It looked expensive, though I owned far more expensive ties myself. Most of them were custom-made specifically for me by a tailor I’d use

VIKTOR She stirred slightly, a small, pained groan escaping her, but she didn’t fully wake. "Evelyn, I’ve got you,” I said, my voice unsteady in a way I barely recognized as my own. “Hold on. Just hold on, alright? Help is coming.” I pulled out my phone with shaking hands, my fingers fumbling slightly as I dialed emergency services. "Hello. There’s been an accident. A woman fell through a wooden walkway at the Riverside property. She’s unconscious, and she has a head injury. I need an ambulance immediately.” The operator asked me to stay on the line, but I set the phone down beside me, unable to focus on anything else while she remained like that. I turned back to Evelyn, carefully working to free her leg from beneath a section of splintered wood, my movements slow and deliberate despite every instinct in me screaming to hurry. A jagged edge caught my forearm as I shifted one of the heavier pieces aside, tearing through my shirt and skin and leaving a sharp sting in its wake. I bar