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MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY
GRAYSON'S POVI finally stopped punching the bag, my arms aching and sweat pouring down my face. The gym session had helped a bit, but I still felt the weight of everything pressing down on me. I removed the gloves, tossing them aside, and headed back to my room.Once inside, I peeled off my gym clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot water cascaded over me, washing away the sweat and tension. I stood there for a moment, letting the warmth soothe my sore muscles. My thoughts drifted back to Sylvia and the kids, the media frenzy, and the impending meeting with Mr. Konrad.After a while, I turned off the water and grabbed a towel, drying off before wrapping it around my waist. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, taking a deep breath to steady myself. I needed to be composed for whatever was coming next.I stepped out of the shower, feeling somewhat refreshed, only to find Jocelia sitting on my bed. She looked up as I entered, her expression unreadable."I'm taking some of my t
Last Updated : 2024-07-09MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY ONE
SLYVIA'S POVI was sitting on the couch with my kids, enjoying a quiet meal together, when my phone buzzed. Glancing at it, I saw an official email from Lockwood Corporation. "What the hell is this?" I muttered, opening it. It was an invitation to some event, sent at the last minute. Why on earth were they sending this now and not days before?Just as I was about to set my phone down, another email notification popped up. My heart sank as I read it. This one felt almost like a threat, stating that I had to attend the event or they would terminate our partnership and bury me in a lawsuit, on top of the one I was already dealing with.I looked at my kids, their innocent faces blissfully unaware of the storm brewing. "Mommy needs to handle something," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. I couldn't believe the audacity of Lockwood. This wasn't just a business move—it was a power play, and it felt personal.As I sat there, the email glaring up at me from my phone screen, a thought cro
Last Updated : 2024-07-10MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY TWO
SLYVIA'S POVAs I walked further into the hall, the announcer's voice filled the room, introducing me to everyone. The murmur of conversations grew louder, and I could feel all eyes on me. Suddenly, Grayson appeared at my side, his face a mix of confusion and concern."What are you doing here, Slyvia?" he asked, his voice low but intense.I frowned, equally puzzled by his reaction. "I got an email inviting me to this event. I thought you knew about it," I replied, searching his eyes for some understanding.Grayson shook his head, his expression serious. "I have no idea about any email. Who could have sent it?"Before I could respond, a familiar voice cut through the tension. "I sent the email."We both turned to see Jocelia standing behind us, a smug smile on her face. Her presence sent a wave of irritation through me.Grayson stepped closer to Jocelia, his anger barely contained. "What are you doing, Jocelia? What are you up to?" he demanded.Jocelia's smile widened as she looked bet
Last Updated : 2024-07-10MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY THREE
GRAYSON'S POVI couldn't believe my eyes. Judge Edward Rivers was here, in the event hall. Who the hell could have invited him? "Shit," I muttered under my breath, cursing myself for not being more involved in planning this event. If I had been, maybe I would have known who might have invited him. What was the man who would be judging Slyvia's case doing at a company event?I watched as he made his way over to Mr. Konrad. Could it have been him? No, that didn't make sense. Slyvia's company was bringing in a lot of money, and Konrad needed her to pull his own company out of the dirt.I observed Judge Rivers as he approached Slyvia. They talked for a little while, their conversation seeming cordial but tense. Then he walked away, leaving Slyvia looking thoughtful and wary.My mind raced with possibilities. I needed to get to the bottom of this. Was Rivers here to gather dirt on Slyvia? Was he already in someone's pocket? This was a complication I hadn't anticipated, and it made me uneas
Last Updated : 2024-07-11MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY FOUR
JOCELIA'S POVI couldn't believe it. How had Slyvia managed to outwit me? I had invited her here to embarrass her, to disgrace her in front of everyone. But now, instead of her, it was me who everyone was staring at, gossiping about. I stood at the edge of the room, fidgeting with my clutch, my mind racing.The humiliation was unbearable. I glanced around the room, seeing the smirks and whispers directed my way. Slyvia had completely turned the tables on me, and I was the one left standing in the spotlight, looking like a fool.I tried to compose myself, smoothing down my dress and taking a deep breath. This wasn't over. I wouldn't let it be over. Slyvia might have won this round, but I wasn't finished yet. I watched her move through the crowd, her confidence radiating, and it only fueled my anger more.How could she do this to me? How could she walk in here, looking so perfect, and just... destroy my plan? I saw Grayson looking her way, the way he looked at her with that mix of admir
Last Updated : 2024-07-11MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY FIVE
SLYVIA'S POVI continued to make small talk with the people and executives of Lockwood Co., my smile unwavering despite the tension simmering beneath the surface. Every handshake and nod was a reminder of the stakes."Don't worry about the lawsuit," I said with as much confidence as I could muster, "The claims are completely false, and we have a strong case. We'll win this."Some nodded sympathetically, while others offered words of encouragement. Each conversation felt like a small battle, but I needed to maintain my composure. I couldn't afford to show any signs of weakness.A few executives raised concerns about the potential impact on our partnership. I reassured them, explaining how my team of lawyers was on top of everything and that this was just a bump in the road. "These things happen," I told them, "But we're prepared and fully committed to seeing this through."As I moved through the room, I could feel eyes on me—some curious, others skeptical. But I had to keep going, keep
Last Updated : 2024-07-13MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY SIX
SLYVIA'S POVAlice walks up to where I'm standing, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Impressive," she says, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "The way you handled yourself with Jocelia."I narrow my eyes at her. "Why are you here talking to me, Alice?"She shrugs coyly. "Can't I make small talk? After all, the last time we spoke, you smacked me in the face." She touches her cheek, feigning hurt.I can't help but smirk, feeling a small sense of pride. "Yeah, I remember."Alice's eyes flash with something dark. "How are the kids, Slyvia?"My smirk fades, replaced by a warning glare. "Keep my kids' names out of your mouth, Alice, or you might receive another slap."She laughs softly, a cold, mocking sound. "Oh, look at you. You think you're so smart, so tough. You have no idea what's coming for you."I step closer, my voice low and dangerous. "Try me, Alice. I'm not backing down."She raises an eyebrow, still smiling that infuriating smile. "We'll see about that."As she walks aw
Last Updated : 2024-07-14MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK NINETY SEVEN
SLYVIA'S POVSunday was always a busy day, and this one was no different. I spread out my papers and evidence across the dining table, the weight of the case pressing down on me. Each document, each piece of evidence was a lifeline in the storm that was about to hit. As I reviewed everything, my eyes drifted to the living room where the kids were playing. Their laughter filled the apartment, a stark contrast to the anxiety I felt.I smiled warmly, knowing that every effort, every sleepless night, was for them. They were my world, and I would fight to my dying breath to win this battle for their future.Taking a break from the papers, I moved to the kitchen. Cooking was never my forte, but I tried my best. I chopped vegetables, stirred pots, and made sure the kids had a wholesome meal. Despite the stress, I wanted them to have some semblance of normalcy."Mommy, can we have spaghetti?" Zenith asked, his eyes lighting up."Sure, sweetheart. Spaghetti it is," I replied, ruffling his hair
Last Updated : 2024-07-15
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SYLVIA'S POVThe music filled the room, a soft melody that perfectly matched the elegance of the moment. I stood with the crowd, cheering as Raymond and Beverly cut their wedding cake, the sweetness of the day mirrored in the layers of cream and sponge. I felt a tear slip down my cheek as I watched them share a kiss, a symbol of the love they had found in each other. It was a love that had grown stronger despite the odds, and seeing them now, so happy and so in love, filled my heart with an overwhelming sense of joy."Cheers to the newlyweds!" someone called out, raising a glass of champagne. The room erupted into applause and laughter, and I joined in, lifting my own glass before taking a small sip. The bubbles danced on my tongue, but the real celebration was in my heart. Two of the people I cared about the most had just vowed to spend their lives together, and I couldn't be happier for them.I watched as Grayson approached me, his smile wide and warm. He slipped his arms around me
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SYLVIA'S POVI pushed my cart to the checkout line, trying to ignore the hum of the supermarket's television broadcasting the latest news. The report was a grim reminder of the chaos that had overtaken my life these past few weeks. Alice had managed to evade capture, despite the police's best efforts, and now her escape was dominating the headlines. The screen showed a grainy image of Alice from a surveillance camera, her face partially obscured as she slipped away. Todd Marlon and his wife, the couple who helped her, were also being sought, but it was clear Alice was the priority.My fingers tapped impatiently on the shopping cart handle as I waited for the cashier to finish scanning my groceries. I could hardly focus on the small talk she tried to make. My mind kept drifting back to the kids—Zenith and Zendaya—and the constant fear that loomed over us. As long as Alice was out there, nothing felt secure. My chest tightened just thinking about it.I paid for the groceries, my movemen
MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVE
ALICE'S POVI could hear the buzzing of news reporters and paparazzi as my car came to a stop. The flashing cameras and shouted questions were almost deafening. I adjusted my black pantsuit, the fabric feeling too tight and heavy as I prepared for the day ahead. This wasn’t how I had envisioned my court hearing. The last few weeks had been a whirlwind of stress and paranoia. I’d been so engrossed in my schemes that I failed to notice the net closing around me.Taking a deep breath, I tried to steady myself. The reality of the situation was sinking in—I hadn’t managed to cover my tracks as thoroughly as I’d thought. The thought of being caught off-guard was infuriating. My only real ace in the hole was the fact that I technically owned Lockwood; it’s hard to embezzle from a company you own. The charges against me were primarily about being an accomplice in the kidnapping of Zenith and Zendaya. But I was confident there was no solid evidence linking me directly to the crime. Beverly was
MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR
GRAYSON'S POVI stood in front of the mirror, struggling to get my tie just right. No matter how many times I adjusted it, it wouldn’t stay in place. The knot seemed to mock my efforts, slipping just out of reach of perfection. As I fumbled with the silk, I felt Sylvia’s presence behind me. Her gentle touch on my shoulders was a comforting contrast to my frustration.“Let me help,” she said softly. Her hands moved with practiced ease, guiding the tie into place. I felt her warmth as she adjusted the fabric, smoothing it down and securing it. When she finished, she gave a reassuring pat on my shoulders. Her eyes, usually so full of confidence, held a hint of worry. I could tell she was anxious about the upcoming meeting, about what this day might bring.“It’ll be okay,” I said, turning to face her. “Everything’s going to be fine.”Sylvia gave me a small, but hopeful smile. Her hands lingered for a moment before she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. I kissed her back, trying
MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY THREE
GRAYSON'S POVStepping off the private jet, the crisp New York air hit me with its familiar bite. I inhaled deeply, a mix of relief and anticipation washing over me. My eyes wandered to the tarmac where Sylvia and the kids were just stepping down the jet’s stairs. Zenith and Zendaya, holding onto their mother’s hands, looked up at me with wide, curious eyes.Paul and Stewart stood nearby, their faces lighting up as they saw me approaching. I broke into a smile and headed towards them. Paul extended his arms in a welcoming gesture, and I embraced him warmly. “Good to see you, Paul,” I said, giving him a firm pat on the back. I turned to Stewart, giving him a friendly hug as well. “And you, Stewart. It’s been too long.”As we pulled apart, Stewart nodded. “We have much to discuss. I’m glad you’re back.”Paul and Stewart greeted Sylvia next, and Paul’s eyes softened as he looked at the kids. “Look at you two! You’ve grown so much,” he said, making Zenith and Zendaya giggle and smile shyl
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ALICE'S POVI sat at my desk, staring at the email on my desktop screen. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was a game-changer, a lifeline that I desperately needed. Another company, completely out of the blue, was willing to buy 72% of the shares in Lockwood Corporation. Lockwood’s value had been steadily climbing, and at present, those shares were worth around 96 billion dollars. My heart pounded with excitement and fear. This was my chance, my way out. The risks were enormous, but so were the rewards.The document of ownership for Lockwood Corporation was a ticking time bomb. I knew that. It was only a matter of time before it was contested. Taking Lockwood public was out of the question, not with the shadows looming over its ownership. But with this offer, I wouldn’t need to go public. I wouldn’t need to worry about the document anymore. Once the sale went through, I could embezzle the money, and by the time anyone realized what had happened, William and I would be long go
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SYLVIA'S POVThe night sky was a canvas of flickering lights as I stood there, taking in the beauty of it all. The warm, balmy air of Rio wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, and the sound of music and laughter filled the air. It was a perfect night, a celebration of everything we had worked so hard to achieve. The lighters—thousands of them—filled the sky, their soft glow reflecting the joy and camaraderie that had blossomed within this community.I spotted Grayson on the dance floor, moving with a rhythm and grace that made me smile. He was in his element, completely at ease with the people around him, people who had once been strangers but had now become like family to us. I watched him for a moment, content to observe, to bask in the happiness that radiated from him.But then, as if sensing my gaze, Grayson turned and caught my eye. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he began to make his way toward me. I knew what was coming before he even reached me."No, no, no
MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY
ALICE'S POVAs I leaned back in my office chair, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I signed off on yet another large sum of money being transferred to one of my offshore accounts. It had become a routine by now—a safety net I’d meticulously built over the past year, in case things ever went south. With each transfer, I felt a little more secure, a little more prepared for any surprises that might arise.It had been over a year since anyone had seen or heard from Grayson, Sylvia, or her children. They had vanished without a trace, leaving behind a wake of speculation and rumors. I had my theories about what happened, of course. Perhaps they were hiding, licking their wounds after the disaster that was Sylvia’s trial. Or maybe, just maybe, they were plotting their return, waiting for the perfect moment to strike back. That last thought always sent a chill down my spine, but I quickly dismissed it. They had been gone too long, and I had taken too many precautions to wor
MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY NINE
SYLVIA'S POVI stood in the living room, my eyes locked on the bags Grayson had packed for us. They just sat there, lifeless and heavy, like the weight pressing down on my heart. This wasn’t how I imagined our lives would turn out—sneaking away in the dead of night as if we were fugitives. But this wasn’t about starting fresh anymore; it was about survival, about protecting my children from Alice and Konrad. Grayson had made it clear: we had to leave, and we had to leave now.I paced back and forth, anxiety gnawing at me with every passing second. Where were my children? They should have been here by now. My mind raced, pushing away the worst-case scenarios that kept creeping in. What if something had gone wrong? What if we were already too late?A hand touched my shoulder, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. I turned to see Raymond standing there, his expression calm, yet concerned. “They’ll be fine,” he said, his voice steady, trying to reassure me.I nodded, even though I wasn’t
