Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Cheating CEO Husband Wants Me Back : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

CATHERINE POV The email hit my inbox at seven in the morning, before I'd even finished my first cup of coffee, and by seven-fifteen my entire team stood crowded into my office looking like the world had ended overnight. My operations manager slid a stack of printouts across my desk, his hands not quite steady, his tie already loosened like he'd been awake far longer than any of us."Ma'am, three of our biggest suppliers pulled their contracts overnight. We received no warnings prior and this arrived an hour ago."I read the letter, my heart sank into my feet. An unverified industry watchdog report was already circulating across two local news outlets, accusing Vance Construction Group of falsifying safety inspections on our two largest developments. Photographs of cracked foundations I had no idea about. Testimonies attributed to employees who had never once filed a complaint in five years of loyal service."This is fabricated," I said, my voice flat with disbelief, my finger tapping

DOMINICThe hangar lights hummed overhead while my pilot ran his final checks, but I barely noticed the cold slicing through my jacket. My phone buzzed against my palm before I'd even boarded.Marcus. Again."Sir, I know you're about to fly, but you need this before you land.""Talk fast.""I found a name buried in one of the shell accounts linked to the Lockwoods. A holding company called Ashgrove Capital. It's routed through four countries before it ever touches anything legitimate." He paused. "Sir, Ashgrove has ties to a name your father's security team flagged years ago. Viktor Kessler."My blood went cold. "The arms broker.""The same one your father cut all ties with after the Senate hearings. If Ashgrove is connected to Kessler, and Ashgrove is connected to the Lockwoods""Then whatever they built around Catherine isn't just laundering," I said slowly, the picture is something far uglier than I'd let myself imagine. "It's connected to people my own family spent a decade trying

CATHERINE POV Jasmine took a slow step into the study, her bare feet silent against the rug, her eyes never once leaving the photograph still lying face-up on the floor between us."Where did you find this?" she asked, her voice soft, almost gentle, the same tone she used to calm the children after a nightmare."In my father's chest" My own voice came out steadier than I felt. Someone broke into this house tonight, Jasmine. And this was the first thing I found afterward."Something flickered across her face, so fast that a fraction of a second, I couldn't be certain I'd seen it at all. She crossed the room and bent to retrieve the photograph, cradling it in both hands like something fragile enough to shatter."Your father and I," she said carefully, "knew each other a very long time ago, long before you were born. Before any of this." Her thumb brushed lightly over the faded image. "It's not what you're imagining, my child.""Then tell me what it is!"She looked up at me, and for a s

CATHERINE POV I didn't sleep. By sunrise, I'd changed the locks on every door in the house with my own hands, ignoring my housekeeper's worried glances, ignoring the ache building behind my eyes from a night spent staring at a photograph that made no sense.Dylan found me in the kitchen, watching the new keys glint under the morning light."Mummy, why do the doors sound different?""New locks, baby." I forced a smile. "Just to keep us extra safe.""Grandma Jas said the man outside Sera's window was probably just a dream."My hand stilled on the counter. "Grandma Jas said that?""This morning. Before you woke up." He tilted his head. "But Sera doesn't dream about things she's never seen before. She told me the man had a scar. She's never seen a scar like that anywhere."A chill crawled up my spine that had nothing to do with the morning air.I found Jasmine in the garden an hour later, clipping roses with the same serene patience she brought to everything, as though last night hadn't

CATHERINE POV "Don't answer that," Adrian said again, sharper this time, but the phone was already pressed to my ear."Hello?"Silence greeted me first, the silence of someone listening rather than speaking. Then an unfamiliar voice that made my skin crawl."Catherine Vance," it said. Not a question. "Or should I call you Mrs. Moretti?"My blood turned to ice. I gripped the edge of my desk, my knees suddenly unsteady beneath me. "Who is this?""Someone who's been watching your company for a very long time." A pause, unhurried, cruel in its patience. "You should ask your friend standing next to you what Ashgrove Capital really is. Ask him why your safety report disappeared so quickly after his mother made a phone call."The line went dead before I could respond.I lowered the phone slowly, my hand trembling, and turned to find Adrian's face drained of all color, watching me with an expression I'd never once seen from him in five years."Who was that," he said, though something in his v