Semua Bab Married At My Ex Husband's Burial: Bab 31 - Bab 40

I tapped the steering wheel to answer, the call connecting through the car’s audio system before I could even clear my throat...I wondered what the hell had happened now...​"Celene!" Maya’s voice came through the speakers, shrill, frantic, and borderline hysterical. "Tell me you're not seeing this. Tell me this is some kind of sick joke!"​I kept my eyes on the road, tightening my grip on the wheel. "Maya, slow down. What are you talking about?"​"Daniel’s company!" Maya gasped, her breath coming in ragged, panicky bursts. "Your father just got word from the board of Daniel's company...they're filing for emergency bankruptcy. It's over. It's completely gone!"​A cold prickle of realization washed over me. I thought of Cole standing over Daniel in the parking lot, his voice dangerously low as he gave that single, devastating order... Tell my legal to have his firm forced into full bankruptcy by noon."Oh" that was all i could bring myself to utter. Even I was in shock.​"Oh?? Celene.

I stood up from the vanity stool and walked over to my walk-in closet, sliding the heavy doors open.​My fingers began scanning through the long rows of silk, satin, and tailored blazers, searching for something that screamed life instead of 'I'm struggling for survival'.​"Celene?"​I didn't turn around, but I heard the soft, tentative click of the bedroom door and the rustle of fabric as Maya took a few cautious steps inside.​"Where are you going?" Maya asked, her voice quiet, laced with a strange mixture of guilt and anxiety. "Are you... are you going out looking like that? Have you even eaten anything today? I can tell the kitchen to prepare something for you..."​I completely ignored her, my hands continuing to flip through the hangers with practiced indifference. The silence between us stretched, but I didn't owe her an explanation, a conversation, or a single fucking second of my time.​Near the back of the closet, tucked behind a sea of conservative work coats, my fingers bru

I finally turned my head, giving him the full, unhurried scrutiny he’d been obviously begging for.​That was when I noticed the four men standing about ten feet back, wearing black suits, thier hands folded neatly over their belt buckles, eyes scanning the room like hawks.What was it with the people in this club having security? Am i the only careless puppy in here? Dammit​I slowly dragged my gaze back to the man sitting beside me, my brain finally clicking the pieces together. The designer shirt, the heavy gold signet ring, the arrogant posture... of course i recognised him now.​Victor Adams.​He was a low-level mafia lord. The kind of small-time predator who strutted around the city’s underbelly pretending he owned the place, while every actual power player knew he was just scraping and begging for scraps under the big table. He desperately wanted everything Cole Ryder had...he had always wanted the power, the turf, the sheer, paralyzing authority...but he lacked every ounce of

Goddammit. Was everyone and their mama at this club tonight?​"Nope... nope nope nope! Hell nah, Celene," I murmured to myself, turning quickly on my heels and heading right back to the bar.​Why the fuck was he here?Can't I spend a single damn day avoiding all these men?​People were still watching as I stumbled back toward the counter, half of them still holding up their phones from the glass-smashing show I'd just put on. The absolute last thing I needed was for these vultures to start connecting dots and assuming I was jumping from man to man just like Cole’s secretary had said.​My brain was screaming at my feet to move faster, but in my frantic rush to vanish into the crowd, my six-inch heel stumbled on one of the broken glasses on the floor.​The heel skidded violently as i tried to gain my balance. ​"Oh, Jesus—"​My left leg completely went out from under me, and gravity took over with humiliating speed. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing my arms to face-plant straight into V

He really did not see anything wrong with what he was doing. Then again, he was Cole Ryder. No one could ever tell him what he was doing was wrong...​I stared at him, then glanced back toward the exit where Victor and his guys had just left...with Daniel walking right out with them.Fuck...Daniel.​My stomach dropped.Daniel was different now... all I could wish for is that he would leave me alone, but i knew things never went my way... This wasn't the time to act like a brat, let my pride get in the way, or throw a fit just because Chloe hadn't been totally honest with me.My revenge plan was still very muxh important to me...​I needed real power on my side, and standing right in front of me was the two most powerful man in the city, and his sister... which i never heard of in my past life. ​I had to stick with Cole. Even if it meant swallowing my pride, and even if I had to figure out how to do it without making an absolute fool out of myself around him like I usually did...eve