Todos los capítulos de The Heiress Returns: I Married My Ex Rival For Revenge: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Genevieve called Sebastian the next morning. Her voice was calm and clear when she spoke into the phone.“I have gone through every page of the contract,” she said. “Come back to the suite. Bring your lawyer if you want. I have conditions of my own.”Sebastian arrived two hours later with the same dark folder and a quiet older man who carried a notebook and a pen. Genevieve opened the door and led them straight to the table she had already prepared. The two chairs faced each other with equal space. A pot of coffee and two clean cups sat in the middle, but no one reached for them. She did not waste time with polite greetings.Once everyone was seated, Genevieve placed her own marked copy of the contract on the table and looked straight at Sebastian.“The agreement protects my money,” she began in a firm voice. “That part is clear and fair. But it still treats you like the natural leader and me like the person who simply follows. I will not accept that.”Sebastian stayed silent. His eye

Sebastian sat alone in his office the morning after they signed the contract. The city stretched far below the wide glass windows, full of moving cars and tall buildings, but he did not look at the view for long. He picked up his phone and called his head lawyer.“Come to my office now,” he said. “Bring the full file on Genevieve Harrington’s divorce. Every paper.”The lawyer arrived twenty minutes later carrying a thick folder under his arm. He placed it carefully on the large desk and sat down across from Sebastian.“I have already looked through most of it,” the lawyer said. His voice was careful. “Nicholas Blackwood’s team is moving very slowly on purpose. They file small delays. They ask for extra time on simple papers. They make Genevieve feel like she has almost no power to push back.”Sebastian opened the folder and turned several pages in silence. His face stayed calm, but his eyes grew harder with each sheet he read. “How long do they plan to keep this going?”“Months,” the

Nicholas sat behind his large wooden desk while his two lawyers stood in front of him. The afternoon sun came through the tall windows and fell in bright lines across the thick carpet. One of the lawyers held a thin folder and looked worried as he spoke.“Mr. Blackwood,” the older lawyer said carefully, “Sebastian Voss’s involvement is making this divorce more complicated than we expected. His team is pushing hard and watching every single paper. We strongly advise you to slow down and look again at the asset transfers.”Nicholas leaned back in his chair and gave a short, sharp laugh. “Complicated? Nothing is complicated here. Genevieve has no money left and almost no family support. Why should I worry about one man?”The younger lawyer spoke next, his voice polite but firm. “Sir, there are small problems in some of the earlier papers. If Voss’s people dig deeper, those small problems could grow into real trouble.”Nicholas waved his hand through the air as if brushing away a fly. “I

Nicholas stood in the living room of the large house that once belonged to Genevieve and smiled as he poured two glasses of wine. Isabella sat on the long sofa with one hand resting gently on her stomach. Soft music played in the background and the afternoon light filled the room with a warm, golden glow.“It is finally finished,” Nicholas said as he handed her a glass. “The divorce is complete. Genevieve is no longer my problem in any way.”Isabella took the glass and smiled up at him with bright eyes. “I can hardly believe it is real. She is truly gone from our lives now.”“Yes,” Nicholas answered as he sat beside her. “Soon we will stand in front of everyone as a proper married couple. No more whispers in the newspapers. No more questions from people who should mind their own business. The whole city will see that we are the ones who won.”Isabella’s smile grew wider. “She thought she could fight you. She thought one man standing beside her could change everything. Now she has noth

The private room was quiet. Soft afternoon light came through the tall windows and fell in long lines across the simple wooden table that stood in the center. Only a few people were present — Genevieve's lawyer, Sebastian's lawyer, the official who would lead the ceremony, and Anastasia Voss. No flowers filled the corners of the room. No music played. Everything had been kept small and serious on purpose so that nothing would look like a real wedding.Genevieve arrived wearing a clean, elegant dress in a soft neutral color. She had chosen it carefully that morning so that nothing about her appearance would remind anyone of a traditional bride. Her hair was neat and simple. When she stepped into the room, her heart began to beat faster than she wanted it to. She paused just inside the door for a full second and took a slow, deep breath to steady herself.Sebastian was already waiting near the table. He wore a dark suit and stood straight with his hands relaxed at his sides. The moment