All Chapters of After Reading Her Mind, I Dumped My Cheating Husband and Married a Tycoon: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The Summit Club had been completely cleared out for the day to welcome the newest rising star among the city's elite.I was the only person left sitting in a corner of the lobby.The manager was just about to ask me to leave when a group swept through the entrance, surrounding three people at the center like an entourage.I lifted my teacup.Then my eyes landed on the boy walking in with them, and a sharp pain stabbed through my chest.My biological son.Noah Lawson.Six years had passed.He had grown much taller, and the coldness in his eyes was almost identical to Adrian's.Beside him stood my ex-husband, Adrian Lawson.And Serena Hayes, the woman everyone now hailed as the newest darling of high society.Adrian's gaze swept over my plain, logo-free dress.The look in his eyes was exactly as I remembered.Condescending.Cold."Evelyn Carter, how long are you planning to keep stalking us?""Even if you work here serving tea and waiting tables, I still won't spare you a

Before I left the house, the three-year-old son Damian and I shared had planted a soft kiss on my cheek."Mommy, bring Daddy home early, okay?"Just thinking about the little boy we both adored softened some of the chill in my eyes.At that moment, the custom watch around my wrist vibrated twice.An encrypted message from Damian appeared on the screen.[We have the evidence that can destroy Lawson Corporation's South District project. I'll be there in five minutes.][Wait for me, sweetheart. I want to finish him myself.]A cold smile flickered across my face.I shut off the screen.Six years ago, Adrian had climbed to the top over the blood and ruin of the Carter family.Tonight, in front of the very people whose approval mattered most to him, Damian was going to make him give back everything he had taken, with interest.My gaze drifted toward the shadow behind one of the lobby columns.Marcus Miller, the elite bodyguard Damian had assigned to me, had already rested one han

Damian tightened his arms around me, wrapping me completely in his embrace.The crisp scent of pine on him was familiar and reassuring.Exactly the same as it had been on that stormy night six years ago.The entire ballroom fell silent.Hundreds of the city's most powerful figures exchanged stunned looks.No one had ever imagined that the mysterious Mrs. Hawthorne, whose identity had been kept out of the public eye for years, was Evelyn Carter.The same Carter heiress who had been thrown out with nothing six years ago.Serena lay in a pool of blood.Her face was so badly injured that she was almost unrecognizable.Shards from the wine bottle had cut into her skin, and blood mixed with tears across her face.Both of her legs had been broken by Adrian, bent at unnatural angles."Help me... please..."Her hoarse cries came out in broken gasps.But her thoughts still reached me with perfect clarity.[It hurts... It hurts so much...][Evelyn Carter, you bitch. I'll never forg

The tracking signal showed Theo inside an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.His vital signs were stable.His heart rate was elevated.He was scared.I stared at the tiny blinking dot on the screen, digging my nails so deeply into my palms that they drew blood.At five in the morning, Vincent called.Damian answered with a cold expression and put him on speaker."Damian."Vincent sounded smug."Your little boy is with me. He's been very good. Hardly cried at all.""Name your terms."Damian's voice held no warmth whatsoever."Simple. Have your lovely wife come alone to the Four Corners Warehouse outside the city and trade herself for the boy.""No security.""No backup.""She comes, and you get your son back.""Otherwise—"A small, tearful voice suddenly came through the phone."Daddy... Mommy... I'm scared..."My heart felt as if someone had crushed it in their fist.Damian's knuckles cracked as his hand tightened around the phone."Noon tomorrow," V

Three days after the Hawthorne family crisis was resolved, the moment I had truly been waiting for finally arrived.Superior Court.Criminal Division.I sat at the victim's counsel table in a custom black suit dress, my hair pulled back simply.The heirloom emerald bangle remained on my wrist.Across the courtroom, Adrian sat at the defense table in a prison uniform, shackles around his wrists and ankles.He had lost so much weight he was barely recognizable.In just two weeks, the once-arrogant rising star of high society had become a prisoner awaiting judgment.Serena was too badly injured to appear in person.She attended the hearing by video from a secure hospital unit.On the screen, nearly her entire face was wrapped in bandages.Only her eyes were visible.Those eyes had once been bright and captivating.Now they were filled with fear and hatred.My legal team began presenting the evidence one piece at a time."Your Honor, these are the recanted witness statements