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Mirabelle's POV. The moment I stepped into the boardroom, a deafening silence descended like a shroud, all eyes turned towards me, wide with surprise and just a tinge of fear. I could feel the tension crackling in the air as I stood at the head of the table, hands on my hips, my smile never faltering. “Good morning.” I said sweetly, my voice cutting through the silence like razor. “I trust everybody slept well, considering you're all here conspiring against me first thing in the morning.”No one responded immediately. Typical. “Well,” I pressed, my gaze sweeping across the room, “Am I to assume that cat got everyone's tongue, or is this just your pathetic attempt at playing dumb?”“Mrs Sylvester.” A portly man near the middle of the table began hesitantly. It was Mr Armstrong, the supposed head of the board and someone I had barely tolerated since the company began to grow. “This isn't what it looks like….”“Save it.” I interrupted sharply. Raising a hand to silence him. “I'm not
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Mirabelle's POV. The afternoon sun streamed through the floor to ceiling windows of my office. Casting golden streaks across the polished oak desk. I sat stiffly in my chair, my fingers gripping the armrests as if they were the only things keeping me tethered from reality. My chest still heaved slightly from the confrontation with the board, the adrenaline refusing to subside. A knock on the door made me glance up. Susie peeked her head in, looking cautious. “Mrs Sylvester, there's a call for you. It's from someone named Morgan.” she said softly, her voice almost trembling. I straightened, the tension in my body coiling tighter. “Put him through.” I told her. She nodded and quickly retreated, I would have liked to ask why she has been acting weird since the boardroom but there were important matters to attend to right now. A second later, the phone on my desk buzzed, I reached for it, my heart pounding as I pressed the speaker button. “Mrs Sylvester, it's Morgan.” the investi
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Mirabelle's POV. “He was the one that set the fire.” Morgan revealed. The room spun like a hundred times in a row. I gripped the edge of the desk, my nails digging into the wood. “No that doesn't make any sense at all, Samuel is loyal to Noah. He has always been loyal. He wouldn't–he couldn't–”“He didn't have a choice.” Morgan cut in, his voice heavy. “What do you mean he didn't have a choice? Was he forced?” It almost came out sarcastically as a tear rolled down my cheeks. “Natasha forced him, she held his wife and unborn child hostage. So it would make her record clear. He only did it to protect them.” Morgan said. “But he could have come to me or to Noah at that. We would have done something about it.” I said. “Yes he could have, but not when he had a wire tap on him, and Natasha could hear anything he was doing. She also had a bomb strapped to his wife, so it was his only chance.” Morgan explained. How many things did I know and how many things didn't I know. I thought I
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Noah's POV. “What?” I exclaimed, leaning forward to my laptop in disbelief. The private investigator I hired some days ago, was here now, telling me a whole bunch of things that I didn't understand properly. His words hang in the air like a suffocating cloud, making it too hard to breathe. “Noah,” He says, his voice calm, but firm. “I've uncovered something's, but you're not going to like them.”I grip the edge of the table, my knuckles white. “Just tell me, stop beating around the bush.” I told him, because I needed to hear the whole information so I would know what to do about it. “And it's Mr Sylvester.” I added. I didn't like anybody that wasn't close to me calling me by name. Hence, the reason I had to assert the use of my father's name. That was more formal, and we were in a formal setting. “I'm sorry about that, Mr Sylvester. I'll take note of that from now on.” He said and I nodded. Urging him to continue. “Natasha Banks, your childhood friend was the one behind all th
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Mirabelle's POV "If you are as innocent as you claim to be, and you didn't cheat on me, then what is this video about?" Ken asked and shoved the phone screen to my face, but my gaze dropped to my feet, knowing I had no evidence to prove that what happened last night wasn't done on purpose. “I can’t overlook the fact that you have hickeys all over your neck and only God knows elsewhere, Mirabelle. You’re a walking testament against yourself and our marriage so just pick up those damned papers and sign them this minute!” I fought back my tears as they tried to spill over. How could I have let such an act happen to me? Sniff, sniff, wiping my tears away as more and more of them trickled down my cheeks. "Don’t make me force you to sign those papers, Mirabelle Estella Davies!" Ken called my name in full, gnashing his teeth in irritation as he balled his fist. I immediately grabbed his hands as I shook my head. "I can’t sign it, Ken. This was never my fault. I don't know how it
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CHAPTER 109. Noah's POV. My heart stilled and the feeling inside me was burning. I didn't know how to describe the hurt I felt, looking at this picture. It felt like my whole world shattered just at the glance of one fucking picture. Just one fucking picture. This was so fucking tiring, why did I keep getting hurt like this? The words from when I was young started echoing. “You can never be loved, your mother even left you, so who's a stranger to love you?” The words of my step mother seeped in slowly as everything started to look like a black out. I stared at the picture, Mira, my own Mira was in the picture, locking lips with Ken. My mortal enemy. Did she always have feelings for him? Has she always wanted to go back to him all these years?We even have kids, she had kids for me and she told me she loved me so many fucking times. Was that all a lie? Did she just see me as a safe space for her and her children?I felt moisture rolling down my cheeks and I raised my hand up w
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Noah's POV. “What?” I exclaimed, leaning forward to my laptop in disbelief. The private investigator I hired some days ago, was here now, telling me a whole bunch of things that I didn't understand properly. His words hang in the air like a suffocating cloud, making it too hard to breathe. “Noah,” He says, his voice calm, but firm. “I've uncovered something's, but you're not going to like them.”I grip the edge of the table, my knuckles white. “Just tell me, stop beating around the bush.” I told him, because I needed to hear the whole information so I would know what to do about it. “And it's Mr Sylvester.” I added. I didn't like anybody that wasn't close to me calling me by name. Hence, the reason I had to assert the use of my father's name. That was more formal, and we were in a formal setting. “I'm sorry about that, Mr Sylvester. I'll take note of that from now on.” He said and I nodded. Urging him to continue. “Natasha Banks, your childhood friend was the one behind all th
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Mirabelle's POV. “He was the one that set the fire.” Morgan revealed. The room spun like a hundred times in a row. I gripped the edge of the desk, my nails digging into the wood. “No that doesn't make any sense at all, Samuel is loyal to Noah. He has always been loyal. He wouldn't–he couldn't–”“He didn't have a choice.” Morgan cut in, his voice heavy. “What do you mean he didn't have a choice? Was he forced?” It almost came out sarcastically as a tear rolled down my cheeks. “Natasha forced him, she held his wife and unborn child hostage. So it would make her record clear. He only did it to protect them.” Morgan said. “But he could have come to me or to Noah at that. We would have done something about it.” I said. “Yes he could have, but not when he had a wire tap on him, and Natasha could hear anything he was doing. She also had a bomb strapped to his wife, so it was his only chance.” Morgan explained. How many things did I know and how many things didn't I know. I thought I
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Mirabelle's POV. The afternoon sun streamed through the floor to ceiling windows of my office. Casting golden streaks across the polished oak desk. I sat stiffly in my chair, my fingers gripping the armrests as if they were the only things keeping me tethered from reality. My chest still heaved slightly from the confrontation with the board, the adrenaline refusing to subside. A knock on the door made me glance up. Susie peeked her head in, looking cautious. “Mrs Sylvester, there's a call for you. It's from someone named Morgan.” she said softly, her voice almost trembling. I straightened, the tension in my body coiling tighter. “Put him through.” I told her. She nodded and quickly retreated, I would have liked to ask why she has been acting weird since the boardroom but there were important matters to attend to right now. A second later, the phone on my desk buzzed, I reached for it, my heart pounding as I pressed the speaker button. “Mrs Sylvester, it's Morgan.” the investi
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Mirabelle's POV. The moment I stepped into the boardroom, a deafening silence descended like a shroud, all eyes turned towards me, wide with surprise and just a tinge of fear. I could feel the tension crackling in the air as I stood at the head of the table, hands on my hips, my smile never faltering. “Good morning.” I said sweetly, my voice cutting through the silence like razor. “I trust everybody slept well, considering you're all here conspiring against me first thing in the morning.”No one responded immediately. Typical. “Well,” I pressed, my gaze sweeping across the room, “Am I to assume that cat got everyone's tongue, or is this just your pathetic attempt at playing dumb?”“Mrs Sylvester.” A portly man near the middle of the table began hesitantly. It was Mr Armstrong, the supposed head of the board and someone I had barely tolerated since the company began to grow. “This isn't what it looks like….”“Save it.” I interrupted sharply. Raising a hand to silence him. “I'm not
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Mirabelle's POV The news about Natasha being the one behind the rumors didn't leave my mind; even by the next morning, I was on my way to work, and that was all I could think about. I mean, it wasn't that deep; if she really wanted my husband, seeing as Noah wanted her too, the least they could do was have each other and leave me out of the picture. What was the need to ruin me along the way? That was what I didn't understand. “Mrs Sylvester, we are here already.” My driver announced, and I came out of my reverie; I didn't even realize that the car had come to a stop already. “Thank you, Raymond.” I thanked the chauffeur. Honestly, I didn't know the courage that brought me to work this morning; maybe part of the reason was that I already knew who was behind this, and I suddenly had that courage that I could pull through this without going under. “Are you sure about this, Mrs Sylvester? The paparazzi are everywhere and won't let you have an easy day.” Raymond shared his concerns
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Mirabelle's POV.I stared at the phone in my hand, my heart hammering against my ribcage. The number on the screen wasn't saved, but I recognized it; it was the private investigator I had hired after my conversation with Grandpa Ed. For some weird reason, I was scared to pick up the call. It has been twenty-four hours since I got his number and explained the situation to him, and he told me that the next time he called me, he would have an answer. That time was now, and I was scared as fuck. I really shouldn't be scared because this information was important to me; it would help me know the people around me because I just had that feeling that somebody close to me was behind the whole rumor that had been going on about me. The wine I took from earlier churned uncomfortably in my tummy. I took a deep breath and answered. Well, here goes nothing. I thought as I placed the phone to my ear. “Hello.” “Mrs Sylvester?” He asked in a deep baritone voice. “Yes, you're on to me,” I repl
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Noah's POV. The evening sky outside my office window was painted in hues of orange and pink, yet I found no comfort in its beauty. Shanghai’s vibrant and alive skyline felt more like a glided cage. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the phone. My fingers hitched to call her again. But I hesitated. I've left over a hundred missed calls the last few days, and she never willingly calls me back. I only see my wife's face when we speak to our children. Lately, every conversation with Mira had felt strained. Her words were curt, her tone distant. I'd replayed our last exchange countless times, dissecting every word, every pause and sigh. “Don't pretend you don't know what you did.” She said when we talked last. But I can't find anything in my brain that warranted the attitude I got from her. It hurt me because I've fucked up many times, but she kept coming back to me, and now I didn't even know what I did. How could I even comfort her when I was thousands of miles away, tethered to
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter One Hundred.
CHAPTER HUNDRED. Mirabelle's POV. I sat at the edge of my bed, gripping my knees tightly, the sound of my children giggling with their father over the laptop carried through the walls. But it only intensified the ache in my chest; why was this so hard? Why couldn't I make sense of what I wanted anymore? I didn't want whatever was going on between Noah and me to affect the relationship with our children, but it seemed I was heading in that direction, and I wanted to stop it. God knows I want Noah so fucking much; he was there for me when Ken and my sister did me dirty, and Noah gave me no space to be miserable, but what was I supposed to do now that I realised that he was the same as his stepbrother, my ex-husband?After all, they were blood brothers. I wish to control my emotions and not feel anything, but unfortunately, that can't be done. The door creaked open, and Mika’s head popped in, her curls bouncing. “Mummy, daddy said he loves you.”She said with the kind of certainty
