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Chapter 6

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Michael's POV

I stormed back into the house, my mind racing, and heart pounding. Every inch of me felt like a kettle ready to explode. I had trusted Evelyn, loved her, and now… now this. My hands were trembling with a mixture of anger and disbelief. Sarah's words echoed in my mind like a hammer on metal, each one hammering harder than the last.

I walked straight into the living room, my eyes searching for Sarah. She was sitting on the couch, looking nonchalant, as if she hadn’t just dropped a bomb on my entire life. Her eyes met mine for a moment, cold and calculating.

"Where did you see her, Sarah?" I growled, not bothering to soften my tone. There was no more room for pleasantries. The truth had been laid out, and now I needed answers. "Tell me where. Now."

Her lips curled into a half-smile, the satisfaction on her face unmistakable. She didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she leaned back, crossing her legs, and let the silence stretch between us, making me wait.

“You know, I don’t work for free, Michael," she said, her voice low, laced with a touch of amusement. "You want information, you’re going to have to pay for it. Do you want me to spill everything? Fine. But you’ll owe me.” She smirked, a look in her eyes that dared me to challenge her.

I clenched my fists, my chest tightening. This wasn’t a game. This was my life, my marriage on the line. But something about Sarah's smugness, the way she leaned back so confidently, made my blood boil.

“You think this is a joke, Sarah?” I snapped, stepping toward her, my voice rising. "You don’t get to hold the truth over my head like some... like some kind of bargain. I need to know where she is, NOW.”

Her gaze didn't waver. If anything, she seemed even more amused by my outburst, as if this was all some elaborate game to her.

“I’m not asking you to do me any favors, Michael,” she said with a shrug, her tone dismissive. “I’m just asking for a little payment. It’s up to you. You can keep looking for your precious wife, or you can pay up. Your call."

My teeth gritted. I was done with her games. The desperation clawed at my insides, but there was no way in hell I was going to let her manipulate me like this.

I paced in front of her, hands gripping the back of the couch. “This isn’t a damn negotiation. You’re my sister, and you’re going to tell me where she is, or so help me, I’ll—"

“You’ll what?” Sarah’s voice was calm, almost serene, and the challenge in it stopped me cold. “What are you going to do, Michael? Yell some more? Throw a tantrum like a child? I don’t think that’s going to get you any closer to finding Evelyn. You might want to try something else.”

I stopped, my breath coming faster now. Sarah’s words stung, but deep down, I knew she was right. I was acting like a damn fool, but I couldn’t stop. Not when everything I believed in was shattering around me.

“You think you’re helping me?” I shot back, my anger threatening to spill over. “You think you’re doing the right thing, Sarah? Betraying her like this, just for some petty satisfaction?”

For a split second, her face faltered. But then she leaned forward, meeting my gaze with a sharpness that made my blood run cold.

“I’m helping you by showing you the truth, Michael. I’m not the one lying here. You’re the one who couldn’t see what was right in front of you.” Her voice dropped, full of venom now. “I don’t care if you hate me for it, but you’re blind if you can’t see that Evelyn has been lying to you the entire time.”

The words hit harder than I expected. She was right, and I hated it.

I turned away from her, my mind spinning, then reached for my phone. I had to know where she was. Now. I dialed Evelyn’s number again, for what felt like the hundredth time. The dial tone hummed in my ear, and my impatience grew with every second. She wasn’t answering. She wasn’t answering, and the hole in my chest kept getting bigger.

“Where is she?” I muttered, more to myself than anyone else.

From the corner of my eye, I saw my mother walk in, looking concerned. She must have overheard our argument.

“Michael,” she said softly, her voice laced with worry, “what’s going on? You look like you’re about to implode.”

I didn’t look at her. I couldn’t. I was too consumed with the need to get to Evelyn, to fix this, to understand. “I need to find her, Mom. You don’t understand. Evelyn’s gone, and I don’t know why or where—"

“Stop!” she interrupted, her voice rising. “You’re not going to get answers by losing your mind over this. Yelling at Sarah isn’t going to help. It’s only making things worse.” She crossed her arms, standing her ground in the doorway.

“You don’t get it, Mom!” I shouted, spinning around to face her. “Sarah says she saw Evelyn's with some guy. I need to know where. Now!”

I felt the anger burning through me again, rising higher, hotter, until I could hardly breathe. I couldn’t focus. My thoughts were racing, swirling in a whirlwind. Everything I thought I knew was collapsing.

Sarah finally spoke again, her voice cutting through the tension. “You know, you really should be the one out looking for her, Michael. You’re the one who pushed her away, remember? It’s your mess now. Don’t come running to me for help.”

I shot her a glare. “Don’t think you’re off the hook for this. You’ve caused enough damage already. I’m done asking for your help, Sarah.”

For a moment, the room was still. I stood there, seething, but the silence between us was deafening.

Then, Sarah stood up, pushing her chair back with a harsh scrape. “Fine. You want to fix things, Michael? You find her. You’ve been the one who shoved her out of your life. You figure out where she is now.”

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    Michael slammed his hand on the desk, his knuckles white as he resisted the urge to throw the damn papers across the room. His eyes were burning, but not from the endless work Cassie had dropped on his desk. No, it was the storm inside him, the guilt, the anger, the confusion. He couldn’t stop thinking about the one person who mattered—the woman he had left behind.Cassie’s heels clicked on the polished floor as she stepped closer, holding the file in her hands. He didn’t look at her. Not even once. He could feel her presence, though. It lingered, thick and suffocating, like perfume that wasn’t just lingering—it was clinging.“I can’t believe you’re still ignoring me, Michael,” she said, her voice smooth and sultry, but there was an edge to it. He could hear the frustration, the possessiveness, the challenge. “I thought we had something real. Don’t you miss me?”His jaw clenched, and he exhaled sharply. He didn’t even want to dignify that with a response. He wanted to scream, to tell

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    Lucas’s POVThe air in the room crackled with tension, a thick, electric atmosphere that demanded a decisive action. My fingers gripped the stack of papers on my desk, their sharp edges digging into my skin, a fitting reminder of the treacherous path I was on. “Drop the file, Hannah,” I commanded, my voice steady but firm, imbued with a finality that left no room for argument.Hannah hesitated, a flicker of defiance in her eyes. I recognized that look—it was the one she wore whenever I delivered news she preferred to ignore. Her gaze darted between the file in her hands and my unyielding demeanor, her expression tightening as if bracing for impact. The weight of our family business loomed over us, heavier than usual, yet this conflict was about more than just business; it was personal.I had reached my limit. I couldn’t pretend any longer, especially not with Evelyn in the picture. She wasn’t family—not yet, and maybe she never would be. The more I pushed Hannah to understand this cri

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    Hannah POVThe silence stretched between us as Lucas blinked, still trying to adjust to the light and the tension. He didn’t move for a few seconds like he was considering something, his duvet tangled around him as though he’d been woken from a deep sleep. He sat up slowly, the soft rustle of the covers the only sound as he sighed.“I—” he began but didn’t seem to know how to finish his sentence. He looked at me, and I could see the unease in his eyes, the wariness of someone who didn’t want to say too much, yet knew I wouldn’t leave without an answer.“You were so angry with her, Lucas. You’ve never hung up on Evelyn like that before. What happened?” I could feel the words tumbling out of me, desperate to understand.He hesitated again, rubbing his face as if trying to erase the frustration that had been building up all evening. Then he sighed, shoulders slumping as he sank back into the bed. “It’s not what you think, Hannah. It’s…”His voice trailed off. I could see the weight of wh

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    Involving people like Lucas and his sister in our marital issues shows a lack of maturity, Evelyn. I expected better from you. You need to step up as a partner. I sighed heavily into the phone, my frustration palpable as I twirled in my chair. The silence on the other end was deafening, punctuated by her quiet sobs. She might have been trying to break up minor arguments, but I wasn't even arguing.I won’t press charges, but make no mistake—I will if you're still living under their roof, because I haven’t signed off on any of this. I said it plainly, flipping through the pages of a magazine on my desk with my fingertips.Leaning back in my chair, I felt the cold leather biting into my back. My fingers drummed out an impatient rhythm on the desk, the sound echoing in the empty room. Evelyn's silence felt like a heavy weight, a storm of unspoken words crashing over us.I knew she was crying. It was painfully obvious. Her soft, shuddering breaths betrayed her attempts to hold it together.

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    Evelyn's heart surged with determination as she faced her father, her voice steady but tinged with undeniable anger. She stood in the center of their once-cozy living room, now a frigid, suffocating space that felt more like a prison than home. Her father's indifference was palpable, his eyes glued to his phone as if she were invisible, her words nothing more than background noise."Dad," she declared, a sharp laugh escaping her lips, "stop pretending my situation doesn’t bother you. You’ve always been more concerned about the company's growth than about me. Here I am, forced to stand on my own."Every word she spoke was heavy with the weight of betrayal, anger, and disappointment. He remained fixated on his screen, completely disconnected from the storm of emotions swirling around them.Evelyn inhaled deeply, gathering her strength. "You sold me out to Michael's father, and now he treats me like I'm worthless. You choose to remain silent, refusing to even engage with me. It’s as if m

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  • The Billionaire's Unwanted Ex-Wife   Chapter 23

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  • The Billionaire's Unwanted Ex-Wife   Chapter 22

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  • The Billionaire's Unwanted Ex-Wife   Chapter 21

    Evelyn povI stared at Elizabeth, still standing in the doorway, her cold, steely expression unwavering. The shattered cake on the floor was a mess, but at this point, it didn’t even matter. What mattered was what had just happened, and I was going to make sure I got some kind of answer."Why did you even break the cake?" I asked again, my voice sharper now, disbelief creeping in. "What the hell is your problem?"Her lips tightened, her gaze flicking between Michael and me before she spoke, her voice colder than the air in the room. "It’s not about the cake, Evelyn," she snapped. "You’re both too caught up in this little anniversary to see what’s actually happening."Confusion washed over me, and I looked to Michael, who had been standing quietly beside me, his eyes narrowed at his mother. "What do you mean, Mom?" he asked, his voice steady but laced with tension. "What’s going on?"Elizabeth inhaled sharply, as if trying to control her anger. "Cassie’s gone, Michael. She’s been kidna

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