บททั้งหมดของ After My Ex Stole My Empire : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

It was about 9:46 p.m., hours after work officially closed at four that afternoon.Petra was still sitting behind her desk, surrounded by files, documents, and unfinished proposals.The office had become unusually quiet, with most employees already gone home for evening.Only the faint hum of the air conditioner disturbed the silence around Petra.She had been working continuously since morning without properly checking the time.The three-day deadline Amanda gave her remained fresh inside her thoughts.Petra refused to allow the impossible workload intimidate her or affect her concentration.She picked up another file and slowly flipped through the pages before her.A lot of details still needed updating, while some proposals required complete restructuring from beginning to end.She had already completed a considerable portion of the work assigned earlier that day.Still, the remaining files seemed endless despite the progress she had already made.Petra eventually stood from her ch

Maxwell entered Oscar's office carrying several files, then approached his desk with a composed expression."Sir, here's the information you asked for."Oscar collected the files, opened them, and scanned through the pages without saying anything."Greenleaf." Oscar said, shaking his head as he turn back to Maxwell. "What an idiot. My cousin recommended her a few years back. He's stubborn. An asshole, to say the least."Oscar released a breath and returned to the file, turning another page with his fingers.His eyes stopped when he came across Petra's biodata, and he stared at it briefly.'Petra's birthday...' he thought in his mind as he looked away. 'Looks like it's just in two days!'A small smile appeared on his face before he closed the file completely.He shifted closer to Maxwell and whispered something into his ear.Maxwell nodded immediately, then collected the remaining files and walked away quietly.Oscar remained behind, glancing toward the closed door with a faint smile.

Oscar walked into Petra's office, looking around while the empty chair remained behind her desk.He checked the surrounding tables, noticing several files scattered across the surface without anyone nearby."Where is she?" He muttered, looking around.He released a breath, pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed her number.The phone rang several times before Petra finally answered from somewhere else entirely.Petra was seated inside a quiet bar, holding a glass of whiskey between her trembling fingers.She stared at the amber liquid before raising the glass and taking another long gulp.Her eyes appeared tired, while several untouched glasses remained scattered across the bar counter.The phone vibrated again against the wooden surface, drawing her attention back toward the caller.She stared at Oscar's name for several seconds before finally reaching for the phone."Petra, where are you?" Oscar said, worried.Petra swallowed hard, keeping the phone against her ear while her

Amanda's head twisted sharply, her mouth curling into rage as she stared directly at Oscar. "How dare you say something like that to your superior?" She snapped furiously, taking few steps forward. "You've messed with the wrong person. You can't save anybody, not even yourself! Get out!" Oscar didn't move backward. Instead, he walked farther into the office, closing the distance between them. Petra remained beside him, watching Amanda closely as the confrontation continued unfolding before her. Amanda stopped only when Oscar stood directly before her, their faces almost level. Brian chuckled from his seat behind Amanda, leaning back comfortably as he watched the confrontation. "What a clown." He said with a chuckle. "Who do you think you are? The heir of Briggs Corp?" Oscar turned away from Brian without answering, his gaze returning directly toward Amanda. "First of all, Ms. Greenleaf," he began, his voice firm like a judge passing a sentence. "you're completely incomp

With that declaration, Oscar stopped walking beside the window, his phone pressed firmly against his ear.His grandfather's final words remained inside his mind while the hallway stayed completely quiet around him.Oscar stared through the glass, watching vehicles move steadily across several streets below him.He remained silent for several seconds, keeping the phone firmly against his ear without speaking.His expression stayed calm, although his thoughts were already moving through several different possibilities.The challenge was enormous, especially considering the limited time his grandfather had given him.Briggs Corporation was already successful, but doubling its market value demanded extraordinary business decisions.Oscar lowered his eyes briefly, then raised them again toward the distant skyline outside.Three months was barely enough time to create significant growth within any established company.Still, Oscar had never willingly stepped away from difficult challenges w