All Chapters of The Disabled Ex-Wife's Revenge: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Stay right here, Nora! I am going to find out who that idiot is!” Maya barked, suddenly jumping out of her plush velvet seat.“Maya, wait! Don't go out there alone!” I shouted, grabbing the edge of her wrist.“No way am I letting some creepy photographer ruin our victory night!” Maya insisted, her eyes flashing with pure anger. “I am going to grab him by his collar and pull that camera straight out of his hands!”Before I could stop her, Maya pulled her hand free and marched straight toward the side exit of the lounge, her high heels clicking loudly against the marble floor.I couldn't just sit at the table alone. I picked up my clutch purse, smoothed down my green dress, and rushed right behind her. My heart was thumping heavily against my ribs as we pushed through the heavy velvet curtain into the dim, carpeted service corridor.The corridor was quiet and empty, leading toward the rear emergency doors of the building.“Where did he go?” Maya muttered, looking left and right with h

CLARA’s POV I was pacing back and forth across my living room floor, my phone gripped tightly in my right hand. It was past midnight. The city outside was quiet, but my mind was screaming with restless energy. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't sit down, and I couldn't stop checking my email every two minutes. “Why hasn't he called me yet?” I muttered, tapping my red fingernails against the glass screen. “I paid that agency a fortune. They promised me fast results!” Just as I raised the phone to dial the agency's private number, the screen lit up with an incoming call from London. I swiped the green button instantly and brought the phone to my ear. “Where are my updates?” I demanded, not even waiting for the man to speak first. “Did you follow them? Did you get the pictures?” “Calm down, Miss Clara,” the spy's low, rough voice spoke through the speaker. He sounded breathless, like he had just been running down a da

I poured myself another glass of scotch, the ice cubes clinking loudly against the crystal glass. It was well past two in the morning. My suite at the London hotel was quiet, lit only by the glowing city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I stood by the glass, staring down at the streets below, but my mind was stuck in the grand hall from earlier today. Every single second of that contract signing ceremony kept replaying in my head like a tormenting loop. I could still see Nora sitting at the head table beside Marcus Hayes. I could still see her picked-up golden pen hovering over the contract. And most of all, I could still see the crisp, clear cursive she wrote on that official paper: ’Nora Ellis’ She didn't just sign a multi-million-pound business deal today. She publicly struck out my family name. She declared to the board, to the cameras, and to the entire international press that she was no longer Mrs. Julian Vance. I took a heavy gulp of scotch, the amb

Noya's P.O.VSomething about her story never added up to me. A successful, high-earning psychologist in Paris doesn't just abandon her career overnight to move back home and live off Julian’s charity allowance!”“And... did your friend find anything?” I asked, my heart beginning to beat faster against my ribs.Maya looked back at her laptop screen, opening the confidential document that had just arrived in her inbox.“He’s still digging into the official court registries in France to get the full certified papers,” Maya explained, reading through the initial summary report line by line. “But what he’s found so far is chilling, Nora.”“Tell me,” I requested, my voice barely above a whisper.Maya looked me dead in the eye, her expression deadly serious.“Clara was never a licensed psychologist in Paris,” Maya revealed flatly.The room fell into a heavy, suf

“Where is your star Lead Architect on such an important morning?” Julian asked in a sharp sarcastic voice as he stepped into the main project conference room.The morning briefing for the riverfront construction site was about to begin. Professor Vance Marcus Hayes and several senior engineers were standing around the big glass table reviewing the final blueprint folders. Maya was arranging the presentation files near the head of the table her eyes red and tired from staying awake all night.Julian walked inside with his arms folded across his chest wearing a tailored dark suit. He looked around the room with a cold smirk on his face noticing the empty chair at the front where Nora was supposed to sit.“Look at that,” Julian continued with a bitter laugh looking directly at Marcus. “The famous Lead Architect is absent on the very first day of site inspection. I guess handling a multi million pound project is too much pressure for a girl w