The Ex Freida Mcfadden Novels & Stories

Madam Grace was beside her, filling her cup. “Good day, Mother.” Killian gave a slight nod as Lady Maeve beamed. “Good day, Mother,” I said. Hearing those words, the temperature in the room dropped nearly to zero. Even her smile didn’t hesitate to crack. Her eyes rolled back to Killian. “I heard from my Vivian that Freya is working in the company now.” Killian nodded, a low smile growing as something that seemed like pride shone through his eyes. “Yes. With the insight she provided for the training curriculum, I believe she can do so much by my side.”

Chairwoman of the Blackridge Maritime Group. Frederick read it twice. "It happened faster than I thought," he murmured, and then raised his voice toward the hallway. "Mom. Dad. Come down here and see this." His parents appeared at the top of the stairs with the cautious energy of people who had not yet forgiven him and weren't in any particular hurry to make that easier for him, but the moment his mother's eyes landed on the screen, all of that gave way to something purely joyful. "I knew it," she said, pressing a hand to her chest. "With Franklin there, nobody was going to try anything. She told me earlier that the woman behind her parents' murder had been sentenced too."

He checked it, and his expression shifted. “Everything okay?” I asked. “Yeah. Just business. I'll just attend to it quickly. I’ll be back soon, okay?” He kissed my cheek and walked away. I watched him go, wondering what could be so urgent tonight. “Girl, you look like a Disney princess.” I turned and smiled when I saw Fiona walking toward me. She was dressed in a red silk dress, her heels clicking against the marble floor. “You made it,” I said. “Of course I did. There was free champagne and a mafia prince getting engaged to my best friend. Like hell I was missing this.”

“Sarah, do you honestly think Dr. Jones is just a local doctor you can call and expect to show up? “The last time I secured him, I had to step away from all my major business operations and almost got ousted by my partners. “I had to cash in a favor from my college mentor to leverage his personal connections. I spent three whole days observing Dr. Jones closely as he worked. “I threw away my pride just to plead with him.” Sarah fell silent, only her quiet, broken sobbing filling the air. Seconds later, she seemed to get the wrong idea. “James. Are you still mad at me? Are you getting back at me because I said yes to Aiden’s proposal?

And he died being wrong. “I’m also sorry for not telling you about Abigail, your daughter. I said bad things to Adrielle the night she was born. And I’m not even sure why. When the rumors about her pregnancy spread, I made everyone at MaxMidia work tirelessly to keep it quiet. I didn’t want to make things any more chaotic than they already were. Maybe Adrielle hasn’t told you yet, but she’s a good girl. And she’s beautiful like her mother. I know I would love to meet her. When she was born, I was at the hospital and I saw how little she was. Abigail is so beautiful and so kind. I’ve been watching her discreetly. I know her mother takes her to our house when I’m not there. I’ve been trying no

Erica Wesley stepped back, her hand dropping away from Frederick's waist as she stared up at the massive display. Her perfect makeup twisted into a deep frown of confusion and sudden jealousy. "What? Frederick, what is she doing up there? You told me your ex-wife was a nobody! You said she was basically a beggar living in a hospital room because she had no money!" Frederick stood completely paralyzed. The arrogant look he usually wore was completely gone. He had no answer to their question because he too couldn't answer why she was shown on the screen. The shock wasn't just between them. A sudden gasp rippled across the entire ballroom. They all recognised her and could remember the nasty he

“Please rest assured that I will keep it confidential. What is it?” “I am the CEO’s ex-fiancée.” I said, and she gasped in shock. “I know almost everything about him. However, we broke up seven years ago. So, I don’t think our past relationship will be a problem if you insist on pursuing him.” I said while smiling at her. “OMG! I couldn’t believe it! Really?! I mean, how did it happen? How does it start?” She asked excitedly, and it was not the reaction I was expecting to see on her.

“Well, now that I’ve made my presence obvious, you should have at least served me breakfast.” Her grip tightened around the spoon. “Are you seriously rage-baiting me right now?” I rolled my eyes dismissively. “Don’t be dramatic.” “Dramatic?” she hissed under her breath before dropping the spoon noisily. “You think I’m being dramatic?” The more she spoke, the more her voice rose. “You cheated on me, Ethan! Humiliated me in front of your whore and your secretary, kicked me out of your office, and I’m being dramatic?!”

Zendaya's voice was full of surprise as she called out. Nico turned his head, and when he saw Freya, his expression changed. The woman in front of him was... He shook his head as if he was in denial. "Zen, are you mistaken or something? How could this hot chick be my pathetic ex-wife?" Both Freya and Zendaya's expressions turned ugly, but for two completely different reasons. Freya looked at Nico with an unreadable gaze. She hadn't seen him for a while now; who would have thought that they would bump into each other?

The man who drugged her and stranger who saved her…and the car! Her face burned hot. She remembered climbing into his lap. Trying to unbuckle his belt. “I could die of embarrassment right now” she muttered to herself. She walked out into a massive living room. The penthouse was empty. On the kitchen counter was a note in sharp handwriting. (You deserve better.) Her purse was there too. Her phone was inside with a cracked screen and seventeen missed calls from Donald. The phone rang in her hand showing Donald’s name in the caller ID. Anne answered.