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Chapter 8 : She is not my wife
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Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 402 : Mr. Vanderbilt, let me feed you?
The day had stretched into eternity for Serena. She hadn’t really stopped working since the night before—barely catching two hours of restless sleep before dragging herself back to the office at dawn. By five in the morning, the sky was still painted in pale gray when she unlocked the doors of E.A. Studios, coffee in hand, ready to dive back into the chaos.Though the company was running smoother now, it was still in its infancy. Taking over a huge portion of Ruiz Star Entertainment’s operations had doubled everyone’s workload. The hallways buzzed with life at all hours—phones ringing, printers humming, assistants darting between offices clutching folders.And at the center of it all was Serena—sharp, steady, and exhausted.She’d spent the entire day bouncing between meetings, reviewing budgets, editing marketing pitches, and reading through endless contracts. Every small decision—every casting approval, every sponsorship deal—passed through her hands.By evening, her vision blurred f
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 401 : True love looks good on you, Mr. Vanderbilt.
Deep beneath the earth, over a hundred miles from New York City, a secret laboratory pulsed with the faint hum of servers and fluorescent lights. The air smelled of metal and ozone, cold enough to make breath visible in thin, ghostly wisps.Marken’s alter ego sat hunched before a bank of glowing monitors, his reflection fractured across a dozen flickering screens. Lines of code streamed past like a waterfall of encrypted language—Marken’s brilliance, now out of his reach.Frustration twisted across his face as he slammed a hand against the steel desk, the echo ricocheting through the empty chamber.“Damn it, Marken!” he snarled. “You have to help me!”He wasn’t Marken. Not really. He didn’t have Marken’s precision, his genius, his maddening calm. Marken had been a prodigy—collaborating with the best scientific minds before he was old enough to drive. And now this imposter, this fragment of him, was left fumbling through the pieces of a mind not entirely his own.The alter ego clenched
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 400 : You should be thanking me.
The neon glow of Broadway Bar painted everything in shades of gold and violet, the low thrum of jazz spilling from hidden speakers as laughter rippled through the haze of whiskey and cigar smoke. When Alexander Vanderbilt stepped inside, the energy shifted—heads turned instinctively. He had that commanding presence that didn’t need to shout to be noticed.At the corner booth, Hugo was already two drinks in, lounging with his sleeves rolled up and his grin sharp. He lifted his glass lazily when Alexander approached.“So,” Hugo drawled, eyes gleaming with mischief, “did you ask Serena why she spent two nights at that hotel? Don’t tell me she was catching up with her first love?”Alexander shot him a look colder than the ice melting in his glass. He brushed past and muttered flatly, “Stop talking crap about her.”The bite in his tone silenced Hugo for half a second. He watched Alexander sit, then let out a low whistle. Before everyone knew that Ava and Serena were the same person, Alexan
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 399 : Are you mad?
Lucca froze mid-step when he saw them—Alexander and Serena—walking in hand in hand. The sight hit him like a slap. His stomach twisted with a mix of jealousy and bitterness he didn’t want to acknowledge. For a split second, he thought about turning around and leaving altogether.His expression darkened instantly, the corners of his mouth tightening as his gaze locked on Alexander.Alexander, however, looked perfectly composed. He moved with effortless grace as he guided Serena to her seat. After sitting down, he handed her the menu, his tone calm and natural, as though the tension in the air didn’t exist.“Serena, what would you like to eat?”She shook her head lightly. “You order. I’m fine with whatever.”Without hesitation, Alexander waved the waiter over and ordered a couple’s set meal.When the menu returned to the table, Alexander casually turned his head toward Lucca, his voice slow and pointed. “I just ordered a couple’s set. Everything comes in pairs, so there’s nothing left f
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 398 : That never stopped me from wanting you.
Dear Gentle Readers , before you proceed to read the rest of this chapter , ler us play a game. Guess who said that line : That never stopped me from wanting you. & write your guess on the comment section. No cheating & deleting wrong answers please. Per favore this is just for fun. Grazie a mille. *********The lights of E.A. Corporation glowed late into the evening, the hum of computers and quiet tapping of keyboards echoing through the upper floors. Serena was still at her desk, shoulders squared and eyes fixed on the glowing spreadsheets before her.For weeks, she’d been living in this rhythm — long nights, cold coffee, and the faint buzz of fluorescent light. Ruiz Star Entertainment had been in turmoil lately, firing executives in waves as the media feasted on their downfall. But the government had yet to step in.That didn’t bother Serena. The damage was done. Ruiz Star had lost credibility, and every company that once courted them now turned eagerly toward E.A. Corporation. The
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 397 : Serena might dump you any day now.
The tension in the conference room had finally lifted—just a little.For weeks, the executives of the Vanderbilt Group had been walking on eggshells. The company had been in chaos—projects delayed, departments bickering, and leadership meetings that felt more like interrogations. The newly promoted executives, in particular, lived in fear of misstepping under Alexander Vanderbilt’s sharp, unrelenting gaze.But today felt different.The morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting golden stripes across the polished mahogany table. Alexander sat at the head of the table, suit immaculate, posture effortlessly commanding—but his tone was… calm. Almost serene.He spoke evenly, his voice low and smooth, like the steady hum of a cello. Gone was the biting edge that made even seasoned execs flinch. Instead, he reviewed reports with quiet precision, offering brief feedback without so much as a sigh. When t
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