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37. AM I DREAMING?
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VICTOR My phone rang just as I was reviewing the latest reports in my office. I sighed, rubbing my temples. It had been a long day, and I wasn’t in the mood for interruptions. But when I saw my mother’s name flashing on the screen, I straightened. She rarely called me during business hours. I picked up. “Mom?” Her voice came through the line, breathless and urgent. “Victor, you need to come home. Now.” My stomach tightened. “What’s wrong?” “It’s an emergency. Just come home.” Her voice held a note of panic that I had never heard before. Without wasting a second, I grabbed my keys and strode out of my office, ignoring my secretary’s attempt to stop me. Whatever it was, it had to be serious. I drove home as fast as I could, my mind racing with possibilities. Had she fallen sick? Had something terrible happened at home? But when I arrived and stepped into the house, my mother stood in the living room, clutching a stack of papers in her hands. “What’s going on?” I ask
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SOPHIA I stepped out of the elevator and walked straight toward Caleb’s office, my heart pounding with determination. After leaving the lawyer’s office, I knew exactly what I had to do. I dialed Caleb’s number. "I'm outside your building," I told him. “Come in,” he said immediately. Within seconds, a security guard was escorting me inside, and before I knew it, I was stepping into his office. Caleb stood from his chair the moment he saw me. “Hey,” he said, gesturing to the seat in front of his desk. “Sit down. You seem troubled. What is it?” I didn’t bother sitting. I looked him straight in the eyes. “I’ve made up my mind about my divorce from Victor.” A flicker of concern passed through his gaze. “Don’t tell me you want to retract the divorce.” “No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “That’s not it. But I refuse to let you pay a single dime to that man. I would rather die than let you give Victor a divorce settlement.” Caleb’s brows furrowed. “Sophia....” “I mean i
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 62. READY TO FIGHT
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From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 61. ANOTHER STRIKE
VICTOR "I'm done playing nice," I muttered under my breath, gripping the steering wheel tightly. My patience had worn thin. I had watched Sophia step out of that house, watched as my chance to get her back slipped right through my fingers. And why? Because Caleb had ruined everything. Again. Caleb’s sister, Melody, had assured me that the plan was foolproof. She and her mother were supposed to convince Sophia to leave. I had done my part... I had been right there, waiting, just like she told me. But the moment Sophia walked outside, Caleb was already there, hovering over her like some damn guardian angel, dragging her back inside before I could do a damn thing. I clenched my jaw as I drove my mother home, my mind replaying everything over and over. The second I got home, I called Melody. "It didn't work," I snapped as soon as she picked up. "Yeah… we were so close," she said, sounding just as frustrated. "Caleb ruined it. Again," I bit out. Melody sighed. "Honestly,
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 60. SOPHIA!
SOPHIA I felt Victor’s hand on my back, guiding me toward the car, his other hand gripping my luggage as if I was returning to him. Fool. I could still hear Evelyn’s words ringing in my ears. "We will do everything to make things right." Make things right? The same person who had watched Victor tear me apart was now preaching about second chances. If Caleb hadn’t saved me that night, would they be standing here, acting like they cared? I looked ahead, toward the road. Fortunately, I still had the card Caleb had given me which contained a lot of money. I was going to walk to the road, take a cab and book a hotel room for the time being.It was for the best. Just as I got close to Victor's car, he hurriedly opened the door for me to get in and I scoffed. I reached for my bag, wanting to snatch it back from him. Then, a sudden screech of tires broke through the air. Caleb. My heart lurched as his car came to a sharp stop right in front of us. The door flung open, and
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 59. I GAVE UP
SOPHIA Tears blurred my vision as I watched a video on my phone. My hands trembled, my chest tightening with every hateful comment flooding the internet. Caleb’s project was in ruins, and all because of Victor. I clutched my phone, feeling suffocated by guilt. I don’t want Caleb to be hurt. Maybe I should leave. I paced across the room, my mind spiraling. Would leaving make things easier for him? Would my absence stop Victor from going after him? Wiping my tears, I remembered the day Caleb told me about his past...about losing his first love. I could still hear his voice when he confessed that he couldn’t father a child. 'What if this is his only chance to be a father?' A painful lump formed in my throat. If I left, I wouldn’t just be walking away from Caleb.... I’d be taking away his chance at a family. But staying meant putting him in danger. Before I could decide, a sharp knock on the door made me freeze. My heart pounded as I approached, hesitating before opening
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 58. I WILL DESTROY YOU
CALEB The next morning, I barely had time for breakfast. I greeted Sophia briefly, exchanging only a few words before heading out. My mind was already set on work. At the office, I made several calls to finalize arrangements with my partners. Everything was in place, and by ten, I left for the meeting. The venue was a high-end conference hall, and I arrived to find four influential businessmen already waiting. These were men who controlled vast industries, and today’s deal was one of the biggest of my career. If all went well, this collaboration would take my company to number one in the country. We sat down, and discussions began smoothly. Everything was proceeding as planned... until the door suddenly burst open. The room fell silent. Victor Sinclair strode in, an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. And behind him? Reporters. Dozens of them. Cameras flashed, microphones extended, and the murmur of media personnel filled the air. “There he is,” Victor declared, his vo
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 57. FRESH ROSES
CALEB After leaving work for the day, my mind kept drifting to Sophia. No matter how much I tried to focus on other things, she remained at the forefront of my thoughts. I wanted to do something for her, something simple yet meaningful. On my way home, I stopped by a flower shop. It wasn’t a difficult choice...I remembered the way she had admired a bouquet of red roses when we went shopping together once. She hadn't bought them, but her expression had lingered in my mind. That look of quiet admiration, as if something so simple could hold so much beauty. So, I bought her a bouquet of fresh red roses. When I got home, I headed straight to her room. I knocked lightly before stepping inside. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing in particular. The distant look in her eyes made something tighten in my chest. The moment she saw me, her lips curved into a small smile, and she stood up. "You don’t have to stand," I told her. "Relax." She hesitated before
