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MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FOUR
JOCELIA'S POVI woke up that Monday morning feeling the weight of my troubles pressing down on me. As I stumbled out of bed, my head pounded with each step. I shuffled over to the mirror and took in the sight: dark bags under my eyes, dried tears streaking down my cheeks, and smudged eyeliner from last night’s breakdown. My hair was a mess, just like my life.Just as I was trying to pull myself together, the door to my room swung open. It was the new maid, and she hadn’t knocked. I lost it immediately. I shouted at her, calling her a fool for barging in, and before I could stop myself, I slapped her. I told her that if she ever came into my room without knocking again, I’d make sure her life was a living hell.The maid was crying, saying she was new and didn’t realize someone was in the room—this was only her second day, and there had been no one in the room yesterday. I told her to make my bed, and as she worked, I asked if my dad was awake.“Yes,” she replied through her tears. “He
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ALICE'S POVI sat in the upscale café, the soft hum of conversations creating a low background buzz. The elegant decor and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee provided a calming atmosphere, a stark contrast to the tension I felt about to unfold. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as I waited for Konrad and Jocelia to join me at the table.The waitress arrived, her notepad poised and ready. "Good afternoon. Can I take your orders?"I looked up from my menu, my gaze steady. "I'll have a cup of tea and some cookies, please."Konrad, his face set in a mask of stoic seriousness, glanced at Jocelia before replying. "Just bring me a glass of your finest gin and we won’t be needing anything at the moment, thank you."The waitress nodded and walked away, her footsteps fading as she headed back to the kitchen. I turned my full attention to Konrad and Jocelia, my mind racing through the details I needed to cover.“Now that we’re settled,” I began, my voice calm but firm, “we need to ad
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ALICE'S POVKonrad took a sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving mine. He was contemplating, I could tell. "Fine. Say we entertain this idea of yours. What exactly do you propose?"I smiled, sensing the shift in his attitude. "We work together to undermine Grayson’s foothold. I have access to information and resources that can be beneficial to both of us. With your influence and my connections, we can create a formidable front."Konrad’s eyes narrowed as he considered my proposal. "And what makes you think I can trust you? You’ve played dirty before, and your reputation precedes you."I met his stare head-on. "Trust is a luxury we can’t afford. But mutual benefit is something we can both understand. I’m not asking for blind trust; I’m asking for a partnership based on clear, mutual goals."Jocelia looked skeptical. “And how do you propose we do that?”“Simple, we frame him” I sipped my tea, relishing the warmth as it flowed down my throat. Across from me, Konrad shifted uneasily in
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ALICE'S POVI sat across from Konrad in the dimly lit room of his office. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and the air seemed to vibrate with the weight of our high-stakes negotiation. Konrad, with his sharp features and authoritative presence, looked at me with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. His gaze was intense, almost like it could cut through any pretense.“Why would you do something like this for me and my company?” Konrad asked, his voice measured but clearly skeptical. “You’ve always been a greedy bastard. Why would you share a piece of the Lockwood pie with us?”I smirked, keeping my expression cool and calculated despite the swirl of thoughts in my head. “Oh, I’m still a greedy bastard, Konrad. Don’t get me wrong. But this isn’t about altruism or some sudden change of heart. This is about creating a situation where we all win.”I leaned back in my chair, tapping lightly on the armrests. “Think of it as a strategic move. You’re getting a significant stake in Lockwood,
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ALICE'S POVI gathered myself in my sit “Konrad, I need you to persuade the board members,” I began, my voice steady and authoritative. “Get them on our side so that we can push through the vote to remove Grayson as CEO. This is crucial. If we’re going to make a move, it has to be calculated and precise.”Konrad leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “And what about you, Alice? What will you be doing while I’m handling the board?”I met his gaze without flinching. “I’ll be pushing the motion from our end. I need to ensure that the proposal is not only solid but also appealing to the key stakeholders. My presence at the meeting will reinforce our commitment to the cause.”Konrad’s smile widened, a mixture of approval and cunning. “Alright then. I’ll get to work on persuading the board. We should have everything lined up in a few days. I’ll make the necessary arrangements.”As he stood to leave, Konrad turned to Jocelia, who had been quietly observing from a corner o
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ALICE'S POVThe restaurant was emptying now, perfect for intimate conversations. William and I were still seated in a secluded corner, away from the other diners. A large round table, covered with crisp white linen, held a few scattered papers and a steaming cup of coffee that I sipped absentmindedly.William shifted uncomfortably in his seat, a frown creasing his brow as he looked across the table at me. “So, why didn’t you tell me this was your plan? Working with Mr. Konrad and Jocelia? I held back my opinions in their presence because I didn’t want them to see us as a united front, but now I’m starting to wonder what the point was.”I looked up from my coffee, a knowing smile curling on my lips. “Good thing you didn’t let on. I’m actually not planning to work with Konrad and Jocelia. It was all a ruse, a smokescreen. Their plan will never work.”William blinked in confusion. “Wait, what? But you laid out this entire elaborate scheme involving Konrad and Jocelia. Are you saying it’s
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ALICE'S POVWilliam and I still sat in out seats eating the fluffy pie, surrounded by the rich aroma of glavours and old books. I could feel he was still puzzled about the whole thing, I sighed knowing he wanted to say something again. William leaned back in his chair, his frown deepening as he listened to my latest scheme.“So, let me get this straight,” William said, narrowing his eyes as he tried to grasp my plan. “You want Konrad to not only give us Grayson’s shares but also agree to a marriage proposal for his daughter, Jocelia?”I nodded slightly, maintaining my usual composed demeanor. “Exactly. Konrad is driven by his ego and his need for respect. If we play this right, he’ll be so blinded by the prospect of marrying his daughter to Grayson and the chance to rejuvenate his failing company that he won’t see the real danger. He’ll be too busy gloating over his daughter’s marriage and the revival of his company to notice our true intentions.”William’s mouth dropped open slightly
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JOCELIA'S POVMy dad yanked my arm with a force that left no room for hesitation. "Get in the car, Jocelia," he demanded, his voice brooking no argument. I resisted briefly, my instincts screaming that this was a bad idea, but I knew better than to push him further. The tension between us was palpable, and I could tell he was in no mood for discussion.As I climbed into the passenger seat, I shot him a look. "Dad, I don't trust Alice. Agreeing to work with her might be a trap," I said, my voice edged with frustration.Konrad didn’t even glance at me. His focus remained on starting the engine and maneuvering out of the parking space. "You worked with Alice before to get Sylvia out of Grayson's life. Remember that?"I sighed, feeling the weight of the past pressing down on me. "That was different. Look how that ended. I got screwed over in the end."Konrad’s face hardened, his eyes narrowing in irritation. "It's no different now. You got screwed over because of your own stupidness and l
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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
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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
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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
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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
