Lahat ng Kabanata ng It’s Your Loss, Ex, Your Uncle Is Mine: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Bella’s POVGarvin and I made our way up the grand staircase toward the residential wings. I walked down the carpeted hallway, located my room, and slid the key card into the lock. The door opened with a soft electronic beep.The room was beautiful—decorated in warm cream tones with a plush king-sized bed, a sleek marble bathroom, and private glass doors that opened onto a balcony overlooking the breaking ocean waves.I closed the heavy door behind me and engaged the lock. I set my notebook on the nightstand, kicked off my heels, and let out a long, peaceful breath.The journey here had been a battle, and the coming two weeks would demand every ounce of my strength, focus, and strategic brilliance. But tonight, the quiet room offered absolute sanctuary. Tomorrow, the first real program of the fifteen would begin, and I needed to be completely rested to face whatever lay ahead.******The morning sun filtered softly through the sheer curtains of my room, casting a warm, pale glow over

Bella’s POV A wave of quiet gasps and hushed chuckles rippled through the assembly hall.Josh’s face flushed a deep, ugly red. His jaw clenched tight, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water as he searched for a rebuttal, but the hard, undeniable facts left him completely defenseless. He sank back into his chair, staring straight ahead in burning, public embarrassment.A few seats over from him, Victoria and Calista were huddled close together, their heads bent as they whispered feverishly into each other's ears, completely ignoring the speeches as they gossiped and glared in my direction.When the morning keynote address finally concluded an hour later, the delegates began filing out into the grand marble hallway for the afternoon break. I packed my tablet into my designer bag, walked out into the corridor, and began heading toward the quieter east wing to get some fresh air.As I turned down a secluded, carpeted hallway near the private meeting rooms, a heavy hand g

Bella’s POV A daring slit ran up the left side, reaching high on my thigh, while intricate, glittering stones were encrusted around the boning of the sweetheart chest and swept gracefully across the fitted waistline. It was elegant, commanding, and undeniably powerful.I stepped into the gown, pulling the hidden zipper up my back. The dark velvet clung to my curves perfectly, the off-shoulder sleeves framing my neck and collarbones, while the thigh-high slit offered a subtle, dangerous edge with every step I took. I paired it with sleek, crystal-embellished heels that matched the shimmering stones on my bodice.Walking over to the vanity, I sat down to handle my own makeup. I kept my foundation smooth and radiant, applying a subtle smoky shadow to my eyes to accentuate their natural shape. To complete the look, I chose a bold, striking purple lipstick, carefully sweeping the dark, rich shade across my lips. It was a fierce, daring choice that added an undeniable air of executive auth

Maximo’s POVEvery few seconds, her dark eyes would flick away from the stage and lock onto my face. She wasn't even trying to be subtle about it. She kept shifting in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs under the table, doing everything in her power to force me to notice her.Then, right in the middle of the director's keynote address, Genevieve leaned back in her chair, raised both of her hands, and slowly smoothed down her straight dark hair deliberately using her forearms to push her exposed cleavage upward, holding the exaggerated pose for several agonizing seconds while staring straight into my eyes.A dark, cold wall of absolute disgust locked into place inside me.She was sitting right across from Bella, wearing a promise ring that I had placed on her finger—and this woman had the absolute audacity to try and seductively solicit my attention right in front of her.I didn't give her the satisfaction of a reaction. My face remained an impenetrable, icy mask as I slowly sh

Maximo’s POV "She is nothing!" Victoria shrieked, her face twisting into a hideous, bitter mask as she lost all sense of decorum. "She is a worthless, low-class woman! She was a stripper, Maximo! A common stripper for that matter! You dumped your wife, your legacy, for a woman who used to take her clothes off for loose cash!"A stripper.The filthy, disrespecting words slammed into my ears like a physical blow.Something inside me snapped. A blinding, murderous rage exploded behind my eyes, scorching away whatever microscopic shred of restraint I had left for the woman standing in front of me. Bella was my world, my light, my future, and hearing this bitter, washed-up ghost taint her name was more than I could tolerate."Shut your damn mouth!" I roared, my deep voice booming through the courtyard so loudly that Victoria flinched, taking an involuntary step back as the sheer terror of my presence hit her.I stepped into her space, my broad frame completely towering over her, my hands