All Chapters of I Own Twenty Percent of My Ex Husband’s Company: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The email arrived on a Tuesday morning, forwarded to Elara by Priya with three exclamation points in the subject line, and Elara read through it twice before letting herself fully believe what it actually represented.A major international investment group, one with offices across three continents and a portfolio significant enough that Elara had studied their public filings more than once as a benchmark for the kind of scale Vale Capital might eventually reach. They had reached out directly, expressing interest in exploring a formal partnership or potential acquisition of a meaningful stake in Vale Capital itself."This is enormous," Priya said, practically vibrating with excitement as she stood in Elara's office doorway. "Do you understand what this means? If this actually works out, we're not just a firm people are watching anymore. We become a firm operating on an entirely different level.”"I understand," Elara said, she felt the genuine thrill of it settle inside her, alongside

The gala was one of the biggest annual events Kael’s family usually attended. It was a fundraiser for a children’s hospital his grandmother had helped establish decades ago. This year, he arrived alone, and the absence of a date beside him drew occasional curious glances from guests who remembered seeing him arrive with Serena on his arm in previous years.He saw Elara almost as soon as he entered. She stood near one of the tall windows overlooking the hotel’s garden terrace, deep in conversation with Marcus. Something tightened in his chest before he had even fully understood why.She looked relaxed in a way he hadn't seen from her in weeks, maybe longer, her posture easy, unguarded, something genuinely warm crossed her face as Marcus said something that made her laugh, a real laugh, nothing performed about it at all.Kael stood near the bar, a drink he hadn't asked for pressed into his hand by a passing server, he found himself unable to look away, watching the easy, comfortable dyn

Kael saw the photograph the same morning as everyone else, Marissa forwarded it to him with a brief, professional note explaining the growing online speculation, and his stomach dropped as he saw it, he understood exactly how the image would read to anyone who hadn't been standing there in person to witness the genuine discomfort on his own face.He thought immediately of Elara seeing it. The timing would land exactly wrong, with no context to soften the impression the photograph had created.He called Wren first, understanding she'd already seen it, given how quickly this kind of thing moved through their shared social circles."I saw it," Wren confirmed, before he'd even fully explained why he was calling. "I figured you'd want to deal with it before it gets any worse.”"It's not what it looks like," Kael said. "Serena approached me, and put her hand on my arm right as a photographer walked past. I was caught off guard. Nothing is happening between us. There hasn't been anything hap

Over several days, Elara noticed something was off with Priya. At first, it was little things: a delayed response to an email that would normally go out within the hour, and a calm demeanor during their usual morning strategy talk. The sharp, confident energy she usually brought to every conversation had dimmed.Elara found her alone in the office one evening after Tomas had gone home. She was staring at her laptop screen with an expression that showed she wasn't actually seeing whatever was displayed on it."Is everything alright?" Elara asked and settled into the chair across from Priya's desk.Priya looked up. A flicker of uncertainty crossed her face before she tried, and failed, to put her usual composed look back in place. "I'm fine," she said a little too quickly for her words to sound convincing."You've seemed distracted this week."Priya was quiet for a moment, and Elara waited patiently, giving her the space to decide whether she wanted to say more rather than pressing her

Camille called on a Tuesday evening. She sounded careful, like someone deciding mid-conversation whether to share something she wasn’t entirely sure she should.“I wasn’t sure if I should mention this,” she said, after they’d gotten through the usual opening pleasantries. “I heard something recently, from someone, and I’ve been going back and forth about whether it’s actually my place to tell you.”Elara felt a familiar wariness settle over her, a particular caution she'd developed over the past year whenever a conversation began with this kind of hesitant introduction."What is it?""Kael's assistant mentioned something to a mutual contact of mine," Camille said carefully. "Kael wrote a letter. A long one, addressed to you. From what I understand, it covers pretty much everything that went wrong during the marriage. But he never sent it, he just kept it, obviously, in a drawer somewhere."Elara sat with that for a long moment, the information landed in a way she hadn't fully prepared