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Chapter 0003

Author: Liam Muse
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-29 14:28:27

"You heard me. Apologize to Mia." Drake insisted again while my heart was still sinking from his last words.

Pride warred with practicality as humiliation crawled up my throat. But what choice did I have?

"I'm sorry," I whispered, the words tasting like ashes on my tongue.

Mia's lips curved into a smile of pure triumph. She patted Drake's shoulder, gazing up at him adoringly. "It's okay, Drake. It was just an accident. Charlotte didn't mean it."

My hands clenched at my sides. Six years. Six years of sacrifice, compromise, and unwavering loyalty. And in this moment, she meant less to him than a stranger.

"Go clean yourself up," Drake said offhandedly. "Mia, use my credit card to order a replacement for your outfit. Charlotte, clean up this mess before my next appointment arrives."

Mia stood, pressing a soft kiss to Drake's cheek before sauntering past Charlotte. She didn't speak, but her smirk communicated volumes.

Shocked, I felt something essential unraveling inside me. As if my entire existence had been built on a foundation of sand, and I was only now watching it collapse.

“Drake? I’m your wife, and I just caught someone kissing you comfortably. How do you expect me to react?” My voice came off as brittle, but I didn't care.

Drake had already turned back to his computer, dismissing me completely. "There should be cleaning supplies in the storage closet," he added without looking up.

"Drake."

He barely glanced my way as he cried out, "What the f*ck do you want?"

I drew a shaky breath, studying the man I had given everything to. "It's been six years." My voice was quiet but carried the weight of everything I'd never said.

“More than six years of standing beside you. Fighting for you. Being your wife in name if nothing else." I swallowed the bitterness rising in my throat. "But now I have to ask—what am I to you? What was I ever to you?"

His expression remained impassive. A flicker of something—perhaps regret, perhaps mere inconvenience—passed through his eyes before vanishing.

"You're a business arrangement, Charlotte. Nothing more."

I stared at him, waiting for some sign that his words weren't sincere. Waiting for him to retract the cruelty, to acknowledge even a fraction of what they'd shared.

But he didn't.

****

Yes, it's another day!

I made my way toward the imposing glass tower of Watson Holdings.

‘Yesterday gutted me. Today, I walk like nothing happened, but every step feels like a lie.’ I thought, squaring my shoulders as the air-conditioned lobby enveloped me.

I hadn't slept. How could I? Drake's words from our last encounter had replayed in my mind like a cruel soundtrack—clinical, distant, as though the months we'd spent together had been nothing but a convenient contract arrangement. I had replayed every moment, searching for signs I had missed, clues that might have prepared me for his sudden coldness.

The elevator doors slid open on the executive floor, and the low hum of conversation died instantly. Twenty pairs of eyes swiveled toward me, watching with a mixture of curiosity and poorly disguised glee at the latest office drama. I lifted my chin, refusing to give them the satisfaction of seeing me falter.

Sylvia from Accounting quickly busied herself with papers. Martin from Legal suddenly found his coffee fascinating. Even Jen, who I had thought was a friend, averted her eyes.

They know, I realized with a sickening lurch. Somehow, they all know about Drake and me.

I made it to my desk, dropping my designer handbag beside my computer with forced nonchalance. Work had always been my sanctuary—the place where my Harvard MBA and sharp instincts earned my respect regardless of my modest background.

Today, I would lose myself in quarterly projections and market analyses.

Today, I would pretend my world wasn't collapsing.

"Here comes the calculating little gold-digger."

The words sliced through as I stepped into the hallway, clutching a file of reports. A hush fell over the open office space. My steps faltered, my knuckles whitening around the folder.

A woman I didn't recognize stood near the conference room, wearing an expression of undisguised contempt. She was polished to perfection—designer clothes, a posture that screamed old money and established connections. Her caramel-highlighted hair cascaded in artful waves, and a strand of pearls adorned her neck—exactly the kind of woman the Watson family would approve of, just like Mia.

"You heard me perfectly well," the woman said, her voice musical despite its venom.

I felt her professional mask slipping. "And who exactly are you to address me like that?"

The woman laughed, the sound like expensive crystal striking marble. "Oh, I see. You think your position here is secure because you successfully wormed your way into Drake's bed?"

The words hit like a physical blow. My breath caught in my throat. "Excuse me?"

I don’t know her at all, yet she’s armed with details that she is using to belittle me. Mia or Aria’s pawn? Doesn’t matter. I’ll deal with her like the rest.

"Alexandra Winters." A familiar voice cut called the woman through the tension.

Mia strode forward towards us, her stiletto heels clicked against the hardwood floor like the ticking of a time bomb.

"Alexandra is the new Director of Strategic Development," Mia continued, examining her manicure before fixing me with a cold smile. "Your department will be reporting to her effective immediately."

My stomach tightened as Mia’s words settled in. Replaced. The word hit like a slap, but I forced myself to stand still, to keep my expression neutral.

“My department?” The words came out quieter than I intended. “I’m the Director of Strategic Development.”

I can’t believe this; it’s only been a day since Mia came back, and Drake has already handed her control of the company. She’s been given the authority to remove anyone she doesn’t like from their positions, all to serve her own agenda. And I, his wife, haven’t been given that kind of authority in over six years.

The room seemed to tilt beneath my feet. Besides, Drake would have told me if my position was being reassigned. He would have at least given her that professional courtesy... wouldn't he?

Heat crawled up my neck. No. Not like this. Not publicly. I had spent years proving myself, working harder than anyone else in this company. I couldn’t just be sacked.

Without thinking twice, I turned on my heel, heading straight for Drake’s office. He wouldn’t let this happen. He couldn’t.

But before I could take further steps, Mia blocked my path, fingers curling around my wrist with surprising force.

"Where do you think you're going?”

"To speak with Drake," I said, pulling my arm free. "This is completely unprofessional.”

Alexandra's laugh cut through the tension. "Speaking of unprofessional... is that how you plan to keep your job? Another private meeting with the CEO?"

I froze dead, the implication hanging in the air like poison gas.

"There's a difference between being qualified and being... convenient," Mia added, her voice dripping with innuendo.

The room had grown utterly silent, dozens of coworkers watching the public execution of my career and dignity.

"Are you actually surprised?" Mia arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "Everyone knows, Charlotte. It's been the topic of discussion at every charity gala and corporate event for months.”

My throat constricted. "Know what, exactly?" I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.

Alexandra didn't waste time in humiliating me, "That you slept your way into this position straight out of business school, and that's the only reason someone with your... background... could possibly have landed such a senior role."

The accusation struck with brutal force. I had graduated top of my class at Harvard. Had worked eighty-hour weeks. Had sacrificed everything for my career. And now these conspirators were reducing all my accomplishments to this?

"You're delusional," I said, though my voice lacked conviction. The terrible truth was that while I had earned my position before ever meeting Drake, our relationship had begun three months after I'd started working at Watson Holdings. The timeline was damning enough to make the rumors seem plausible.

Mia and Alexandra both stared at me with disdain.

I will watch them closely and see how it all unfolds, letting time reveal who eventually comes out on top. If Mia thinks she can easily replace me, she’s in for a challenge. This time, I’m counting on a secret that might just give me the upper hand.

Alexandra wasn't finished. "They're also saying you've been warming Drake's bed while he's been—"

"Stop!" I tried to shun them, my voice raw with emotion. "Just stop."

Alexandra tilted her head, studying me with cold calculation.

"What's wrong? Did I strike a nerve? Or are you going to deny sleeping with your boss while he was already involved with someone else?"

Shame, anger, and heartbreak crashed over me in suffocating waves. The rumors twisted the truth into something ugly, something that made me look like nothing more than an opportunistic mistress. But me and Drake... it had been real. Hadn't it?

"You disgust me," Alexandra continued, her voice soft but carrying through the silent office.

"Everyone knows you only kept your position because you threw yourself at Drake Watson, and now—"

"That's enough!" My voice cracked as I turned and fled, no longer able to maintain my composure.

By the time I reached my office, I could barely breathe. A sharp cramp seized my lower abdomen, and I gasped, gripping the edge of my desk as pain coursed through my mid-section. I pressed a hand to my stomach, sudden fear eclipsing my humiliation.

No. Please. Not now.

Tears slipped down my cheeks as I grabbed my bag and rushed out, ignoring the gazes that followed me. I didn't stop until I reached Memorial Hospital, my heart hammering against my ribs.

Dr. Sullivan was kind, professional, running the necessary tests while I sat rigid with fear, my hands protectively cradling my still-flat stomach.

"Your baby is fine, Mrs. Watson," he said finally, his voice gentle. Relief coursed through me, and I exhaled shakily, shoulders slumping.

"However—" Dr. Sullivan hesitated, his expression growing serious.

There's always a however.

Everything should be alright. The new life growing inside me gives me hope—it’s the strength I’m relying on to ensure Mia doesn’t become my replacement.

"You need to avoid emotional distress at all costs. Your blood pressure is dangerously elevated, and that poses a significant risk to both you and the baby. Do you understand?" His gaze was stern but compassionate.

I nodded numbly. Avoid emotional distress. As if that were possible when my entire life was imploding.

As I walked toward the reception area to settle my bill, a familiar deep laugh cut through the hospital's quiet efficiency. I froze, my gaze drawn to the sound like a moth to flame.

Drake.

He sat in the waiting area, his tall frame making the standard chair look inadequate. And beside him—Mia. He had his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders as a nurse examined what appeared to be a minor scratch on her forearm. They looked intimate, comfortable. Mia leaned into him with the ease of someone who belonged there.

My stomach knotted. So while my world was falling apart, while our child was at risk, he was here playing a concerned boyfriend to the woman who had just humiliated me?

Something snapped inside me. The tenuous thread of hope I'd been clinging to—that there must be some explanation, some misunderstanding—finally broke.

With trembling fingers, I pulled out my phone and typed:

I'm pregnant. Meet me in room 218. We need to talk.

I hit send and watched Drake reach for his phone. Saw him frown at the screen, saw the color drain from his face as he read my message. His thumb hovered over the screen for a long moment before he pocketed the device without responding.

I turned and walked to the designated room, my heart pounding against my ribs. What would he say? Would he deny the child was his? Would he demand the same "solution" he'd suggested through Mia? Or would he finally, finally show a glimmer of the man I thought I had known?

The door opened with a soft click, and I looked up, hope and dread warring in my chest.

But it wasn't Drake who stepped into the room.

It was Mia.

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  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0005

    Charlotte's POV"What do you want, Mia?" I folded my arms across my chest, unconsciously shielding my still-flat stomach.Mia's ruby-red lips curved into a smile that never reached her eyes as she strode into the room with the confidence of someone who believed they already owned everything in it. The door clicked shut behind her with a finality that made me shiver."You sent Drake a message, didn't you?" Mia's voice carried a melodic lilt that somehow made her words even more cutting. Her gaze dropped momentarily to my midsection before returning to her face, the flicker of disgust unmistakable.I felt my spine stiffen. "Whatever I sent to Drake is between him and me.""Is it, though?" Mia moved further into the room, trailing manicured fingers across the pristine desk surface. Her Louboutins clicked against the hardwood floor like a metronome counting down my remaining dignity. " he forwarded your little... announcement... straight to my phone. With commentary. He wants you to get r

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  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0006

    Pain came first—a relentless throb behind my eyelids that pulsed with each heartbeat. I couldn't remember how I'd gotten here, only that something vital had been ripped away. My body felt hollow, a vessel drained of purpose. Sunlight slashed through half-drawn curtains, the brightness an assault on my fragile consciousness. It's gone. My baby is gone. Memory flickered at the edges of my mind, cruel and clear. The confrontation with Mia—my husband's mistress—standing in his penthouse office, manicured nails tapping against an envelope. "He doesn't want this complication. Get rid of it, or he will." Then the stress, the collapse, the blood. "Hey, you're finally awake." The voice came from somewhere to my left, soft with concern. I turned my head, wincing at the effort it took. Sabrina sat beside the bed, dark circles beneath her eyes suggesting she hadn't slept. My friend's usually immaculate appearance was disheveled, her designer blouse wrinkled from hours of vigil. "What ha

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  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0007

    Drake's Pov Mia kept talking about the burn on her hand when she came to my office, thanks to Charlotte, she had hurt herself. Mia was very fragile, she looked like a perfect delicate piece of human parts. I couldn't see the burns she complained about but I didn't play light on her complaints at all. "What do you want?" I asked gently. "I want you to make the pain go away, after all it's all your fault for keeping such a clumsy woman as a secretary," she pouted and almost cried. "Mia..." I breathed, Charlotte wasn't clumsy, she did almost everything right and that was why I put up with her that long. Like she read my thoughts she added, "or maybe she doesn't like me and wanted to hurt me, after all I'm taking what belongs to her from—" "I belong to you Mia, you know it." I massaged my temples not willing to start a fight with her, especially not over Charlotte. She wasn't worth it at all. "Come," I held out a hand to her. "Where are we going?" She placed her hand on mine an

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  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0008

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    Charlotte’s POV He was really there, his shiny black didn't look as neatly styled for just half a day's work. He wore a neatly laundered coffee brown suit, crisp black shirt and no tie.Where was his tie and why were those buttons left undone?"Are you going to just stand there and stare at me instead of letting me in?"The low hum of his deep baritone drew me out of my lusting stare, my eyes had already traveled all the way down his chest.Still as stunning as ever, I thought to myself. "What do you want?" I folded my hands across my chest and demanded, blocking the entrance with my little frame."C'mon Charlotte, drop the little game, I know you're upset but it doesn't mean you should let it affect your profession this way, you're a very smart lady."For a while I contemplated his words, another day wallowing in self pity or another rejection and I may really just tip the bucket over with my right foot. But would that be the right thing to do?"State your purpose Drake," I had se

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    Drake's POVDays were stressfully turning into weeks and I was finding it difficult to concentrate without Charlotte, every now and then I'll call out to her and have Alexandra respond. Charlotte was smart, there was something about the way her brain worked with clients and deals and damn her for quitting in the middle of such a crucial partnership. "Your coffee sir," another human that seemed to irritate me, Mia or Aria or whoever had hired a replacement for Charlotte as my secretary but nobody seemed to fit her shoe. "Hmm," I acknowledged her statement and took a sip.Damn it, they couldn't even get it right with the coffee, it was just fucking coffee that anyone could brew so why so different?"You don't like the way I made the coffee sir?" My expression must have betrayed me from her question so there was no need to act cool."Can't you brew a simple cup of coffee right? Charlotte never —""Charlotte doesn't work here anymore sweetie." Mia's voice came from behind her. I was so

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  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0011

    Drake's POV The next day arrived so quickly, I was unable to focus on anything at all, not with the news of Charlotte's death. No matter how hard I found it to believe, the picture that her friend sent to me kept appearing on the surface of my mind; the voice note she sent along with it also kept echoing in my head. I could hear the pain in her voice as she cursed at me. A knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts. My brows pinched closer to each other, and with a frown plastered on my face, I raised my head slowly to see who the f*ck it was. Mia. The frown on my face slowly vanished. “What's wrong with you?” She questioned while approaching me, “You look tired and pained; may I know the reason why?” She breached the distance between us and placed her hand on my shoulders. For the first time in a long while, I wished that it was Charlotte, but she's dead, isn't she? I had pushed her to that point till she really broke out of my own stupidity. I placed my hand

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  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0025

    CHARLOTTE'S POV Another gala in how many weeks? This was the way of the rich: tons of galas and private parties held among each other, most of them to showcase their wealth and quite a few to either catch up or discuss business with fellow businessmen and women and potential partners. I was quite used to the parties; the six years I had spent with my ex-husband had taught me quite a lot, most of them valuable lessons, and one of them is not to believe some of the smiles that are directed to you in parties like this— in fact, most of them.They are mostly fake ones. If you find it hard to believe, then wait till you hear what is being said behind your back. I let out a soft sigh and went inside with Sawyer by my side. “We have a huge discussion to have once we are done with this party,” Sawyer said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turned to look at him briefly. “How serious is it, and would it be a good one?”“Yes, it is,” he answered. I took my gaze off him to stare forward. “

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0024

    DRAKE’S POV “Hi, love,” Mia said while approaching me, swaying her hips with a big smile on her face. Aria followed her closely behind; they both sat on the client’s chair opposite me. The smile on Mia’s face slowly disappeared and got replaced with a frown real quick. “You don’t sound too happy to see me. What’s wrong? Or have you gotten tired of my pretty face?” she questioned, cupping her face with her palm and making huge puppy eyes. It was an expression she was fond of making whenever she pissed me off and was trying to calm me down, which rarely happens. Even if I get pissed, I make sure that I don't make it known except when I want to. I barely lose control of my emotions, and only one person has ever done so. I don’t know why it had to be someone who only loved me for my money. “I’m not pissed at you; I just got reminded of something that got me a bit pissed,” I replied and dropped what I was going through to give her my undivided emotion for a bit. “And wh

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0023

    DRAKE’S POV Immediately I walked into my office, a couple of things had changed, like the positioning of the desk and my chair. It was no longer directly opposite the door; it was now to the right-hand side immediately after the door had been pushed open. I moved my head sideways a bit, checking out the whole office. I wonder whose work this was. Aria Night has hired some couple of guys to help her with it; there are chances that she might have gotten bored of the look after spending three years here. There was also the chance that it could be Charlotte if she is not pleased with what the former setting of the office reminds her of. As much as I would have preferred my old arrangements back, there is nothing bad in trying out new stuff. I made my way to the chair and sank into it. First day of work, and I already have a task waiting for me. I picked up the file placed on the table and went through it. Just then, there was a knock on my office. Without taking my gaze of

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0022

    CHARLOTTE’S POV “Where are you taking us to?” I tilted my head to ask Sawyer for the nth time after he had picked us up. He let out a soft chuckle. He seemed to be enjoying this, my overwhelming curiosity and eagerness to know. “Just calm down, Charlotte; it’s only a matter of time before we get there…” He tilted his head to face me and raised his index finger. “Let me just tell you one last thing. This will be the last time I will answer your question concerning where we are headed. I stared at him, a little bewildered that he was not going to fold at all and was hellbent on not telling me till we arrived. “Seriously?” “Yes, Charlotte, seriously,” he answered. This time, his gaze had already returned to the road. “Maybe he is taking us to a park,” Little Ivy’s tiny voice came from the back seat. I turned back to look at her. “I don’t think he is; it’s already too late to go to the park.” “Really?” Sawyer asked, earning a slight frown from me. He saw the frown on my fac

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0021

    Charlotte’s POV I looked around, watching the hands that were down slowly rise up; only a few were left down, including mine and Reddington's. I turned to look at Jaden, our newest investor— the representative of our newest investor— raising his hand in support of Drake getting back his position as the CEO. I leaned back on the chair, keeping my face neutral. I had gotten his plan figured out, but it was too late; there was nothing that I could do now to counter it. I had spent my time trying to figure out why the hell the bastard had suggested accepting the capital that was rejected a while back for whatever reason. On the surface there was actually no gain for him for doing that, or that was how it looked like in the beginning, but the dilution had caused most of the negative effects on me. To retain your position as the CEO unopposed, you have to have passed a certain threshold of share percentage, and I had passed it only by a little before, but after the dilution, it

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0020

    Drake’s POV I woke up to the sudden realization that even after my return from the shadows, my life is not the same as it was before I plunged into the shadows. I have no work to go to; my position as the CEO has been temporarily snatched away from me, and not only that, even the power I hold as the highest shareholder among the board members has been taken away from me. It’s all temporary and for a little time before I get back everything from her. But I still couldn’t shake off the question that troubled me: just what the hell happened in the three years that I have been away? I hadn’t noticed anything; I didn’t even keep my ears or eyes down for anything either. After I had been told that she was dead, I just accepted it and tried to move on with my life and deal with the guilt eating away at me. Even though her return was what I had desperately wished for, it wasn’t on the list of things I expected to happen at all. The takeover as the highest shareholder by someone e

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0019

    DRAKE'S POV “So you want me to buy the shares in my name on paper, but with your money transfer the shares to you?” Jaden asked, sitting beside me on a barstool in a bar we visited whenever we just wanted to catch up on certain things. Jaden is a friend of mine that has been with me since childhood. The last time we spoke was three years ago. We had drifted away from each other over the years, but we still come together at certain times like this. Anyone can call it. “Yeah, exactly,” I picked up the glass of whiskey in front of me and swirled the liquid in it. “Why though?” He asked curiously and turned to look at me. “That is the only way for me to get back my position as the top shareholder and CEO.” I turned to look at him with the intention of seeing the expression on his face. His eyes widened with surprise at first and slowly furrowed with confusion after he realized that I wasn't kidding and I meant what I was saying. “How the hell did it happen?” His voice came o

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0018

    Charlotte's POV Waking up to the cloudy Monday morning did no good to me as it vividly reminded me of what had happened years ago. It was on a day like this that Drake told me he did not need me in his life. Funny enough, the cloud could not be questioned, and I could not help but stare at it with a bittersweet memory flowing through my head, but in the process, my phone chimed, and I picked it up without hesitation, only for the time to make me rise to my feet in a hurry. I was so late that I forgot why I picked the phone up. Shortly after, I took my bath and went about with my daily routine, and in an hour, I shut the door behind me and walked into the garage. “We should be halfway by now," My driver's gaze did not leave his wristwatch, and I could not help but press my lips together. As I slid into the car, a deep sigh escaped my lips like a balloon slowly deflating. "You know I'm not late on purpose, don't you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and giving a pointed "Really?" lo

  • After Divorce, My Secretary Wife Becomes Rival Boss    Chapter 0017

    Charlotte’s POV It was quite a surprise to see Drake show his face here; it was really unexpected, and if he had faced me immediately when he walked in, he would have seen the disgusted and pissed expression that made its way to my face. The sight of him irritated me, and not only that, it stirred up the memories that we had shared in the past, but I was quick to mask my facial expression. The highlight of the day and an expression that might stay in my head for a while was the one he made when it was made known to him that I am the new CEO. The meeting was supposed to come to an end, and just as everyone was about to conclude and postpone the meeting,. “You know, during my little break from my position and meetings, I have been thinking of something: ways to inject more capital,” he said with a calm tone. He's plotting something, although I couldn't tell what it was, and his expression was quite unreadable. “That would sound like a really good idea; we need that at the moment,”

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