روايات وقصص ضمن My Ex Begged For Me After My Tech Empire Reveal

Came early. "I... I am Scarlett," I whispered. Voice shaking. I am thirty, divorced one week ago. Yesterday nobody. Yesterday my ex-husband Jason Miller gave me divorce papers as gift in Knight Holdings boardroom. Yesterday his boss Adrian Knight fired him and said I belong to him. Yesterday was my first day as fake fiancee. "Fiancee?" Eleanor finished, voice ice. "Yes, my son told me on phone last night. He said he found girl not after his money. Different. Honest. I came early from London to see this different girl. I don't like surprises, Miss Monroe."

I was just a vessel, a trophy wife kept around to legitimize his empire. "If you don't sign these papers," I whispered, my voice trembling with cold fury, "I will expose those photos and videos to the board of directors. I'll make sure the company's stocks crash." Desmond let out a harsh, mocking laugh. "And who do you think they'll believe? The world knows me as the brilliant tech billionaire, and you as a fragile woman recovering from severe depression. If you leak anything, I'll tell the press you're unstable and trying to destroy the company out of spite."

I sat on the cold concrete steps and pressed the heels of my hands against my eyes until colors burst behind my lids. Everything I’d built—the strategies, the trust, the place I’d finally carved for myself—was being ripped away by a handful of fake emails and a perfectly timed leak. My phone kept buzzing. Chase. Elijah. Karius. I couldn’t answer yet. If I heard their voices right now I would break completely. Footsteps sounded above me. I looked up and saw Coach Jimenez coming down the stairs. He stopped when he saw me, clipboard still under one arm. For a long second neither of us spoke.

And now, here she was, an unwelcome spectre of a past I had worked so hard to forget. But she didn’t know that I had reinvented myself. She didn’t realise that the Gino she once knew was gone, replaced by a man who was fiercely determined to avoid the mistakes of his past. I was the CEO now, a powerful player in this city, and everything I had earned was at stake.

Delux empire was one of the biggest company's in New York, it was difficult to get in contact with their management not speaking of securing a business deal with them, but my desire to quickly complete my task and flee from the country had driven me to push through a contract with them. "I think we are almost close to being at the top again," he said. "Yes, although we've still got a few more ways to go, but I think we're on the right track, that's for sure," I replied, my voice confident. Jim nodded, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "I'm glad you came when we needed rescue the most Miss Emily," he said, his voice laced with respect. "Thank you, Jim," I flashed him a warm smile and turned

“Go on” “I know Jamie. I know every secret, every weakness of his empire. I want to propose a deal— an alliance. I’ll help you bring down his business piece by piece, and in return, I want you to let me manage your company’s finances.” My voice grew more confident with each word that came out of my mouth. He laughed. “How am I supposed to trust you, you’re his wi—“ “Ex-wife” I cut him, “soon to be his ex-wife”

Was he saying all these things because he knew I would hear them? “You mentioned those you neglected in the past. Are you referring to your ex-wife, Gianna Windsor? I was intrigued. I didn’t expect to hear my name during this conference. Brandon, on the other hand, paused. I was expecting him not to answer, but he shocked me by answering. “That’s a personal matter. But I think anyone who’s been in love knows when they’ve lost something they shouldn’t have let go of. I’m just trying to make sure I don’t fail twice.”

I logged into the Gilbert's empire page, refreshing and instantly the moment I saw what was up for sale, I could feel my soul leaving my body. Did Derrick fucking trick me? This was so different compared to what I was given. Was he still in love with that woman? Starring at the invoice, I felt a bit relieved that only one set has been sold but my joy was cut short within five minutes as everything was instantly sold out. "Fuck!" I yelled aggressively slamming my laptop on the conference table. "Take down the post this instant." I barked at the men and they hurriedly logged in to delete the post when they paused.

"Your ex-wife?" I ignored the question. "Do some digging. Refresh people's memories about Vale's past. Nothing direct – just... reminders." "This feels personal, Michael." I smiled into the phone. "Everything's personal in business, Rick. You know that." The first article dropped within twenty-four hours. Nothing too direct. Just a soft reminder of the past. "James Vale: From Convict to CEO—How One Man Rebuilt His Empire After a Scandalous Trial." It was subtle, just a hint of the controversy. Enough to make people start talking again. Enough to make Alexandra wonder.

"You've truly got a death wish!" The force of the slap sent Niamh tumbling off the couch and onto the floor. Her hair was disheveled, and her swollen cheeks squeezed her eyes into slits. "Dad, why won't you believe me? What good would it do me to leak your video?" At that moment, Elara spoke up. "During such a critical period for Joss Tech's acquisition, what good would it do me to expose Dad's scandal?" She then turned to Abel. "Companies like Ohm Technologies and Zenith Tech have already reached out, asking how we plan to handle what happened at the banquet.