All Chapters of My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Julian.The boardroom at the real estate firm was silent. Three executives sat across the table from me, their hands fidgeting with their pens, waiting for me to speak."I'm not here to lease the commercial space on Wilshire," I said, keeping my voice quiet and absolute. "I'm buying the entire building. Cash. My legal team will have the contract over by noon."The senior partner blinked, clearing his throat. "Mr. Ferguson, we have multiple parties looking at that property. A group put in an aggressive offer just…""Cancel it," I interrupted, leaning forward slightly. "Tell them Ferguson Holdings outbid them. And hand over the registration details of whoever was trying to buy it."Five minutes later, I walked out of the building with the registration file in my hand.As the glass doors slid shut behind me, I pulled out my phone and dialed James's number.The call rang twice."Well, well. Look who finally remembered I exist," James said, a low laugh coming through the speaker. "I was be

Gemma.The first thing I felt was a warm kiss on my temple, then my cheek, then the corner of my mouth.I opened my eyes and blinked. Julian was standing right over me, already dressed in his suit. He smelled fresh, like shower gel and expensive cologne."Wake up, sleepyhead," he murmured, pressing one more quick kiss to my lips.He stepped back slightly, and that's when I saw the tray in his hands: coffee, freshly toasted bread, and scrambled eggs."You cooked?" I asked, my voice still thick with sleep as I sat up, pulling the duvet over my chest."Yes." he chuckled, setting the tray down gently on the bed beside me. "I can run a company, but cooking is a different story. Eat up. You need your energy."I smiled, taking a sip of the warm coffee. "What time is it?""Past eight," he said, sitting on the edge of the mattress and reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "You need to be at the Wilshire management office by ten to sign your lease."Hearing that made me even more

Gemma."Chloe! Oh, you made it!"Anne’s voice instantly cut off the awkward silence."Mama!" Chloe squealed, dropping her arms from Julian's neck and hugging Julian’s mom.I stood there and watched. Was I annoyed? Yes. The girl had just thrown herself all over Julian. But I kept my face neutral. I wasn't going to make a scene at a birthday party over a hug.Chloe pulled back from Anne with a big smile. "Happy birthday! You look so pretty tonight.""Thank you, dear. I'm so glad you came," Anne said. Then she turned to us. "Chloe, have you met Gemma? And her friend Gigi?"Chloe looked over at me. Her smile stayed on her face, but she gave me a quick side-eye, looking me up and down. It was fast, but I saw it."Nice to meet you," Chloe said, sounding totally fake."Nice to meet you too," I said, giving her a simple smile.Julian put his hand back on my waist and leaned down close to my ear. "She’s like a sister to me. Our families have known each other forever.""Sure," I whispered back,

Gigi."Ma’am, someone is here to see you."I didn't look up from my computer screen. "Oh, okay. Let them in."I kept typing away at my keyboard, adjusting a file layout on my monitor. The glass door swung open, and someone walked over to my desk."Welcome, how can…" I stopped mid-sentence the moment I looked up. My expression turned cold instantly. "And what are you doing here?""Is that how you talk to a client?" Damian said as he sat down in the chair across from my desk, completely unbothered.He leaned back, crossing one leg over the other with that arrogant smirk on his face.I leaned back in my seat, crossing my arms over my chest. Inside, my blood was boiling. The nerve of this man. After our last encounter, I had actually checked my phone for days waiting to see if he would call or text. Not because I was desperate, I don't do desperate but because the chemistry between us had been ridiculous, and I wasn't used to being ghosted. Seeing him sitting in my office right now, actin

Julian."It's Joe," I said.Gemma’s eyes went wide. I could tell she remembered him immediately, the guy from her culinary school who had tried to bully her, the one I personally canceled to put him in his place."Joe?" She gasped, her voice shaking. "He thinks he can spray-paint my car to get back at me," I said, my jaw clenching tight. "He’s wrong."Before I could respond, the doorbell rang."I called Gigi," I told her softly. "She's staying with you."Gigi burst into the room a second later, running straight to the couch."Gemma!" Gigi cried out, throwing her arms around Gemma's neck. "Oh my god, are you okay? I was so scared!"Gemma buried her face in Gigi's shoulder, her small frame trembling as she held onto her friend.I stood by the door, watching them. My eyes stayed locked on Gemma. She was white, with dark circles under her eyes, and she looked completely drained. Something wasn't right.Deal with Joe first, I told myself, turning toward the door. Then figure out what Gemma