All Chapters of MY HUSBAND KILLED OUR MARRIAGE. I BURIED HIS EMPIRE. : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

VivianPanic seized me the moment Arthur's assistant called, her voice shaking as she explained that something had happened at his private office. I grabbed my keys without bothering to change out of what I was wearing and drove faster than I should have through the city streets, my knuckles white against the steering wheel the entire way.Several security officers stood outside the building when I arrived, their expressions grim enough to tighten the knot already forming in my chest. I rushed toward the nearest one and demanded to know what had happened. He told me that Arthur had collapsed inside his office only minutes earlier, and my heart dropped straight into my stomach.I pushed past him and ran inside, my footsteps echoing down the hallway until I reached the office door. Arthur was conscious when I found him, propped up against his desk chair, but he looked pale and visibly weak in a way that terrified me more than I wanted to admit. I dropped to my knees beside him and asked

Damien's pov Chapter Thirty-Four: Not Ready to Let GoSecurity handed me the file just after six that morning, the folder still warm from whatever machine had printed its contents overnight. I sat at my desk and opened it slowly, already bracing myself for whatever it contained. Inside were copies of Vivian's hospital records from five years ago, the same records tied to the night her daughter had been born.I scanned through the pages carefully, my jaw tightening with every line I read. It did not take long before I noticed that several pages were missing entirely, gaps left where crucial information should have been. Something about the deliberate nature of it unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.I called my security chief immediately and asked whether the original records had been recovered. He told me they had not, that whoever had taken them had covered their tracks well enough to avoid detection so far. I pressed further, asking whether anyone else had received copies of t

The paper felt heavy in my hand as I pushed through the crowd of reporters, keeping Celeste close beside me. Cameras flashed from every direction, and questions followed us down the corridor, but I barely heard any of them. My attention remained fixed on the document she had given me.Every line confirmed what she had told me.My face went pale as I reached the final page and saw the official seal stamped at the bottom. The document was legitimate. Celeste had not been pretending, and Vivian really had gained control of the Swiss bank and the funds connected to it.“How can this be real?” Celeste asked as we reached a secluded corridor. Her voice had dropped, and I could hear the fear in it. “Adrian, tell me you think this is some kind of mistake.”I stared at the seal again before shaking my head.“You were not joking.”Celeste's expression changed immediately. The color drained from her face as she looked at the document in my hand.“What are we going to do?”“I don't know yet.”My

AdrianThe call ended.I didn’t wait for the doors to fully open before I was moving. The reporters were already there, crowding the steps, cameras flashing like lightning.“Mr. Lancaster! Is it true?”“Did Vivian just take control of the bank?”“Are you going to respond to the acquisition?”I ignored them. Every single one.My jaw was tight and my hands were in my pockets so I wouldn’t do something stupid like punch a lens.The driver had the car door open. I slid in and the sound of the door closing cut the noise in half. Not enough.As we pulled away from the building, I leaned back and forced myself to breathe. To think.Vivian.I kept turning it over in my head. How much of Lancaster’s debt was actually in her hands now? There had to be a leeway. A gap. Something I could use. We weren’t small. We had leverage. We had assets.I pulled out my phone and called my secretary.“Marissa,” I said the second she picked up. “I need you to pull every exposure report we have. Every loan, eve

VivianThe next morning started before sunrise.My phone buzzed at 5:17am. I was already awake. I hadn’t slept. Not really. I’d laid in bed with the lights off and watched the ceiling, going over every move Adrian could make next.By the time the screen lit up, I already knew what it would say._Brief: Lancaster financial defense initiated. Aggressive asset protection underway._I opened it.Adrian had started moving. Shifting holdings. Liquidating what he could. Calling banks at 4am like he thought no one would notice. Trying to lock down whatever was left of Lancaster before I could touch it.I was amused. I actually laughed, once, into my empty coffee mug.It was like I could read his mind. Panic first. Then control. Then more panic when he realized control wasn’t enough.He was doing exactly what I expected him to do.I got up, showered, and was at the Swiss bank by 7am. The building was quiet. The kind of quiet that only happens when people are afraid to be the first to speak.I