บททั้งหมดของ THE DESPISED WIFE IS LOVED BY THE BILLIONAIRE: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Valentina didn't answer right away.Alejandro's words still hung in her mind, but they weren't the only ones there. Other words, crueler and more recent, forced their way in without mercy.Héctor laughing at the police station."You didn't even respect your daughter's memory."The way he had looked at her, as if she were trash. As if Luz had existed only to stain his name.Valentina clenched her fists.She remembered his mocking tone, the certainty with which he had insisted that no one would ever trust her again. That she would always be the woman who stole while her daughter lay dying."I accept," she said, and the words felt like a contract sealed in blood. "But don't think this will be a fairy tale. If I'm going to play this game, it will be on my own terms, Alejandro."He raised an intrigued eyebrow. He folded his arms across his chest and leaned slightly against the mahogany desk. His bearing was imposing, but Valentina didn't back down. She had nothing left to lose; she'd lost

The next morning, Alejandro called for Valentina. He hadn't bought flowers or arranged a romantic setting. There were no romantic words or background music. He approached Valentina and, with a practical gesture, placed a small blue velvet box on the wooden table."Here it is, the ring," he said, looking straight at her. "My lawyer will bring the contract in a few hours."Valentina picked up the box and opened it. The stone's brilliance seemed almost insulting against the dullness of her soul. She slipped the ring onto her ring finger. It felt heavy, not because of its carats, but because of the invisible chain now binding her to the Casalins family. She was no longer Valentina, the woman who had lost her daughter; she was now a piece on the biggest chessboard in the city."It feels cold," she murmured, gazing at the diamond's reflection."Power always is."She looked up, and this time there was no trace of doubt. If she was going to sell her freedom, the payment would have to be more

The Echeverry Group's boardroom was full.Leonidas sat at the head of the table. Hector was on his right, Federico on his left. The other shareholders murmured among themselves, unsettled by the figures they'd received that morning.The door opened unhurriedly.Alejandro entered with his lawyers and two financial advisers. Dark suit. Firm stride. He didn't ask permission to walk to the center of the table."Thank you for receiving me," he said, taking a seat as though he already belonged there.Leonidas regarded him with undisguised contempt."Don't mistake this for a welcome, Casalins. It's a formality.""Formalities keep business running," Alejandro replied. "And I'm here on business."One of the lawyers slid several folders across the table. The shareholders began reviewing them.Leonidas frowned."Are you proposing to buy our shares?""Not all of them," Alejandro clarified. "Only enough to rescue the company."Leonidas let out a dry laugh."Rescue. What a convenient word coming fr

Morning came with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sound of Julián's laughter filling the dining room.Valentina was pouring juice when she noticed the boy kept looking at his father and then at her, a mischievous smile on his face."What's going on, champ?" Maximiliano asked, amused.Julián rested his elbows on the table."Dad... are you in love with Mom Vale yet?"Valentina's fork clinked against her plate. She felt heat rush to her face."Julián..." she murmured, embarrassed.Vicente burst out laughing. Maximiliano did too.Alejandro, however, didn't hesitate for a second."Of course I'm in love with your mom," he answered calmly. "How could I not be? She's a special woman. Strong. Brave. And she has the biggest heart I've ever known."Julián's eyes widened. He bounced in his chair."Then kiss her! Kiss her now!"Valentina quickly shook her head."Juli, no... we're having breakfast..."But Alejandro was already on his feet. He walked calmly around the table and came to he

The bedroom door slammed shut.Vicente paced back and forth aimlessly. He ran his hands through his hair, breathing hard. Memories didn't ask permission; they struck him straight in the chest."Calm down," Maximiliano said, closing the door carefully. "You can't lose your head like this."Vicente let out a bitter laugh."Calm down? Do you know what it means to see her again? Do you know what she did to me?"Maximiliano remained silent. He knew, but not enough."That woman," Vicente continued, "accused me of abuse just because I broke up with her. She became obsessed. She couldn't stand that I hadn't chosen her. And she destroyed me."He punched the wall."I spent half my life in prison, Maxi. Half my life. I lost my youth. I lost my name. I lost my mother."His voice broke."She died believing her son was a monster. She died without knowing I'd been declared innocent. And when the truth was finally proven... do you know what Clarisa did?"Maximiliano lowered his gaze."She mocked me.