บททั้งหมดของ Dumped and Infertile Now The Apocalypse Queen: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“She should be,” Fiona said quietly. “But she isn’t anymore.”Briar stared at her, clearly annoyed. Fiona picked up her phone. “I’m going to start making the calls. We need to get the bunkers ready and make sure we have enough supplies in both of them.”She turned toward the door. “Fiona.”She stopped and looked back. Briar’s voice was hard. “Don’t let your jealousy make you careless. I don’t need you creating problems because Cassie found someone willing to help her.” Fiona’s expression darkened, but she forced herself to nod. “Understood.”She walked out of the room. Briar remained by the window, staring at the red sky and the chaos spreading through the city. His phone suddenly buzzed.He looked down at the screen. A message from the security team appeared. “Sierra Wilson has been secured. She is in the isolation room. She’s asking for you.”Briar stared at the message for a few seconds before typing a reply. “Tell her she isn’t seeing me until she tells us where the thirty millio

Hank leaned against the kitchen counter and picked up his coffee. After a slow sip, he set it down and looked at Cassie with a small smile. “Good question,” he said. “Let me explain.”He pushed away from the counter and walked toward the living room, gesturing for her to follow. Cassie sat on the couch while Hank took the armchair across from her, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. “My company makes industrial generators, water purification systems, emergency communication equipment, solar panels, batteries, cold storage units…”He paused and looked at her. “Basically, everything you’d need if the world suddenly decided to become a nightmare.”Cassie nodded. “I know. I read about Clarence Company. You’re one of the biggest industrial technology manufacturers in the country.”Hank raised an eyebrow. “One of the biggest in the world.”Cassie smiled. “Of course. How could I forget?”“You can forget a lot of things,” he said with a teasing smile, “just don’t forget how impressi

Hank didn’t argue. Instead, he turned toward Cassie and walked over to her, his eyes staying on hers the entire time. Cassie watched him approach, her heart beginning to race as he stopped in front of her. He leaned closer, lowering his voice so only she could hear. “Are you ready, Cassie bear?”Heat rushed through her as his breath brushed her ear. Her face flushed, and her heart pounded against her chest. Before she could even figure out what to say, Hank gently cupped her face and kissed her.Cassie froze for a second, completely caught off guard. Then her eyes slowly closed as she realized he was really doing it.It wasn't gentle. It wasn't soft. It was desperate. Hungry. His hands cupped her face, pulling her closer. His lips moved against hers with a force that stole her breath. Cassie’s hands slowly rose to his chest. She could feel his warmth beneath her palms, and for a moment, her mind went completely blank. She wasn’t thinking about Victorie, the argument, or the fact that

Three weeks later, Cassie walked into Welson Company with her lawyers following closely behind her. The System appeared in front of her.[LUS SYSTEM ][CURRENT GOAL: SUBMIT THE DIVORCE PAPERS AND GET BRIAR WELSON TO SIGN.][SECONDARY GOAL: ACQUIRE NECESSARY SURVIVAL SUPPLIES.][HANK CALLOWAY HAS ALSO REQUESTED THAT YOU HANDLE THE SUPPLY ACQUISITION.]Cassie glanced at the message before dismissing it. “I know.”She continued toward the reception desk. The secretary looked up when Cassie approached. Her eyes widened slightly the moment she recognized her. Everyone in Welson Company knew who Cassie was, even if most of them pretended not to.“Can I help you?” the secretary asked, forcing a polite smile.“I’m here to see Briar Welson.”The secretary’s smile immediately became tighter. She straightened in her chair and glanced nervously toward the elevators. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Welson. Mr. Welson is in a meeting at the moment, and he isn’t to be disturbed.”Cassie smiled politely, but there

Briar stared at the folder. He didn't move. "What is this?" "Open it."He hesitated. Then he reached for the folder. He opened it. His face went pale. Inside were financial records. Bank statements. Property deeds. Investment portfolios. Share certificates. All of them had one thing in common.Cassie's name. "What the hell is this?" Briar's voice was sharp."These are the assets connected to our marriage." Cassie crossed her arms. "Previous investments. Properties. Shares. Joint accounts. Everything."Briar flipped through the pages. His hands were shaking. "According to these documents," Cassie continued, "I have legal ownership or controlling rights over assets worth approximately two hundred million dollars."Briar's face went white. "You're lying.""I'm not.""This is fake. This is—""You never bothered checking the paperwork." Cassie's voice was calm. "You assumed I was too ignorant to understand what you had me sign. You assumed I was too stupid to notice the joint accounts. You