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CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 15:MICKEY’S SECRETS
The shock of seeing Evan at my doorstep was something I wasn’t prepared for. His confident stance, the smirk on his lips, and the briefcase that seemed almost too heavy with unspoken intentions sent a chill down my spine. "What are you doing here, Evan?" I asked, trying to mask my unease with a calm I didn’t feel.He shrugged casually as if showing up uninvited to someone’s home in the middle of the night was the most normal thing in the world. "I told you, Emily, we need to talk. And I figured it would be better to have this conversation somewhere… private."I crossed my arms, leaning against the doorframe, making it clear that I wasn’t inviting him in. "I told you I’d think about your offer.""And I respect that," he replied smoothly. "But I think you need to hear the rest of what I have to say. There are things in play that I don’t think you fully understand yet."The way his eyes glinted in the dim hallway light made me uneasy. I wasn’t in the mood for more cryptic games. "I’m n
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 16: THE MEETING
I sat in my car outside Oliver’s office, the weight of the document I’d found still heavy in my lap. The name “Derek” kept echoing in my mind, pulling me back into memories I had long since tried to bury. But I couldn’t afford to think about that now. There was a more immediate threat on my plate—Oliver’s connection to Daniel, and whatever game they were playing.The sleek black building that housed Grant Enterprises loomed in front of me, its glass reflecting the muted light of the cloudy sky. I clenched the steering wheel, trying to steady my nerves. Whatever this document meant, it was time to confront Oliver about it.Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the car and headed inside. The receptionist, a tall brunette with a perfect posture and a piercing gaze, smiled politely as I approached.“Miss Carter, Mr. Grant is expecting you. His office is on the top floor.”“Thank you,” I replied, giving her a tight smile before heading to the elevator.As I ascended to the top floor, my m
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 17: OLIVER’S REVELATION
The elevator ride back down to the lobby felt agonizingly slow. I leaned against the cool metal wall, my mind spinning in every direction. Rachel Moore, here in Oliver’s office, implying she was involved in whatever twisted game they were playing? That was the last thing I needed. Whatever was brewing between them, I was right in the middle of it.When the doors finally slid open, I stepped out into the vast lobby, the air thick with tension I couldn’t shake. I needed answers, and not just about Rachel. I needed to know exactly where Oliver stood in all of this. I headed to the parking lot, but my phone buzzed before I could unlock my car. I pulled it out and saw a text from Oliver: We need to talk. Come back upstairs.I hesitated, fingers hovering over my phone as I debated ignoring him. But something told me that leaving now, with half the story, would only make things worse. I needed the full picture. With a reluctant sigh, I turned back toward the building.Minutes later, I was
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 18: THE CONFRONTATION
I left Oliver’s office feeling more confused than ever. The air outside felt heavy, and my mind buzzed with questions I couldn’t answer. Could I trust anything Oliver had said, or was he just another player in a game far bigger than I realized? And Rachel... What did she mean when she said I was more involved than I knew?But one thing was clear—if I was going to survive this, I needed answers. And there was someone who might have them: Sam.I had spent weeks wondering how Sam, my right-hand man, could have been involved in sabotaging my company. I had trusted him with everything—he was practically family. But the evidence was stacking up against him, and I couldn’t ignore it any longer.My footsteps echoed in the hallway as I approached his office. My heart pounded, and my palms were sweaty, but I kept moving. I had to confront him. Whatever the truth was, I needed to hear it from him.I pushed open the door to Sam’s office without knocking. He looked up from his desk, startled, his
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 19: A DANGEROUS ALLIANCE
The message from Daniel lingered on my phone screen like a dark omen. We need to talk. Meet me tonight. It’s urgent. I stared at it, the words dancing in front of my eyes, trying to decipher their real meaning. Urgent? From Daniel, that could mean anything from a calculated move to a trap. I had been burned too many times by his games to take his words at face value.I sat back in my chair, my mind racing with possibilities. After Sam’s confession about Daniel’s plans to take over my company, I couldn’t afford to ignore this. But meeting Daniel alone? That felt like walking into the lion’s den.Sam was sitting quietly across from me, watching the tension play out on my face. “You’re not actually considering meeting him, are you?” he asked, his voice cautious.I didn’t answer right away. My thoughts were a whirlwind of doubt, fear, and anger. “What choice do I have? If Daniel has another move planned, I need to know what it is. I can’t keep reacting. I need to stay ahead of him.”Sam s
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 20: EMILY’S DECISION
I stood outside the restaurant, staring at the entrance, my reflection flickering in the glass. The words Daniel had spoken the night before still echoed in my mind. "You don't have much time, Emily. Make your decision wisely." My stomach churned at the thought of what tonight might bring. This wasn't just a business dinner; it was something far more dangerous. But I needed answers, and Daniel was the only one who could provide them—if I could sift through the layers of manipulation he always cloaked himself in.My phone buzzed in my hand, breaking through my thoughts. It was Sam. His text was short, his concern palpable: Are you really doing this?*I typed back quickly. I have to. I’ll let you know how it goes.Sam didn’t respond right away, but I could imagine his furrowed brow and the way his jaw would tighten whenever Daniel’s name was mentioned. He didn’t trust him, and honestly, neither did I. But I couldn't keep running away from the man who seemed to be controlling my life fro
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 21: THE DINNER
The restaurant was a stark contrast to the tension I felt as I walked through the door. Dimly lit with soft jazz playing in the background, it seemed like the perfect setting for a quiet evening, but tonight it was anything but serene.Daniel was already seated when I arrived, his back straight and his gaze fixed on the window. He looked up as I approached, a smirk playing at his lips. I took my seat across from him, trying to mask the unease settling in my stomach."Emily," Daniel greeted, his voice smooth but carrying an edge. "I'm glad you could make it.""Let's just get this over with," I replied, taking a sip of water to steady my nerves.The evening began with small talk, a pretense of civility that barely masked the underlying tension. Daniel spoke about his latest business ventures, but his words seemed to be loaded with subtext. Every so often, he’d lean forward, his eyes narrowing slightly as if gauging my reaction to his carefully chosen topics.“Your company is doing quite
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 22: RACHEL’S MOVE
The aftermath of the dinner with Daniel left me feeling more unsettled than I’d anticipated. Rachel's unexpected appearance had been both a shock and a puzzle, adding a new layer of intrigue to an already complex situation. The following day, I couldn’t shake the feeling that things were far from over.The air in my office felt stifling as I stared at the threatening note left on my desk. It was typed, no signature, just a stark, ominous message that left no room for misinterpretation. My heart pounded as I unfolded it, each word sharp as a dagger."Stay out of this, or you’ll regret it."Rachel’s handwriting was unmistakable, even if she hadn’t signed it. The intimidation was clear; Rachel was escalating her tactics. I had no doubt she was behind this, especially given the subtle, sinister change in her demeanor during our last encounter. I could almost feel her eyes on me, calculating, waiting for the right moment to strike.My thoughts raced. Rachel’s manipulation of those around D
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