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CHAPTER 101

Author: ari noana
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-26 00:00:25

Nathan POV:

A price. Of course. There was always a price.

"What price, Manuel?" I asked, my voice a low growl, my hand tightening into a fist, my mind racing, calculating, weighing the risks against the potential rewards.

He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of ambition and… something else. Something darker. Something… dangerous.

"Let’s just say… a partnership, Señor Richards,” he said, his voice a smooth, persuasive hum. “A mutually beneficial arrangement. You help me… and I help you. We both get what we want.”

“And what is it you want, Manuel?” I asked, my voice a challenge, my gaze unwavering

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  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 102

    Agatha POV:My office at NexGen felt alien, cold. The sleek, modern furniture, the panoramic city view – it all seemed to mock the turmoil churning inside me.The space, once a symbol of my ambition, my newfound power, now felt like a cage.The memory of that confrontation, of Charles standing right where I was, his carefully constructed mask of concern cracking to reveal the anger, the possessiveness beneath… it replayed in my mind, a chilling loop.The documents, spread across this desk, the evidence of his betrayal…I ran a hand over the smooth surface of my desk, as if I could physically feel the re

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-27
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 103

    Agatha POV:The walls of the conference room seemed to spin around me, the voices of the board members fading into a distant, muffled hum. I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white, my body swaying precariously."Ms. De Rossi, are you alright?" Sarah's voice, sharp with concern, cut through the fog in my brain."I… I just need a moment," I stammered, my voice a shaky whisper, my hand reaching up to my forehead, trying to steady myself, to push back the wave of dizziness that threatened to overwhelm me.But it was no use. The room tilted, the faces around the table blurring, the floor rushing up to meet me. And then, darkness.I woke up to the insistent beeping of a machine, the scent of antiseptic stinging my

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-28
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 104

    Charles POV:The city lights, usually a comforting panorama from my penthouse windows, felt like accusing eyes tonight. Each twinkling point of light was a reminder of the precariousness of my position, the crumbling foundation of my carefully constructed world. And Agatha… she wasn’t here. Not anymore."Damn it, Richards," I muttered, swirling the amber liquid in my glass, the ice clinking a discordant rhythm against the silence. I hadn't even bothered to turn on any music. What was the point?Nathan's disappearance had thrown everything into chaos. One moment, he was a broken, defeated man, a ghost haunting the edges of Agatha's life. The next, he was… gone. Vanished.And the vultures were circling.The

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-29
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 105

    Agatha POV:Unexpected. That was one word for it.Catastrophic felt more accurate.I stared blankly at the pamphlet on prenatal vitamins she pressed into my hand. It felt heavy, alien, like an artifact from another dimension. Charles’s baby. The thought slammed into me, stealing the air from my lungs, making the room spin.Somehow, I managed to navigate the elevator, the lobby, the revolving doors, moving like an automaton. The city noise hit me as I stumbled onto the sidewalk, I needed… I needed Lena. My fingers fumbled with my phone, slick with a nervous sweat I hadn’t realized was there.Her name swam in my contacts list. I pressed call, my brea

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-31
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 106

    Agatha POV:FlashbackThe bathroom floor felt cold beneath my knees. Another negative pregnancy test lay stark white on the tiles.Hope, that fragile butterfly, had fluttered its wings for two long weeks, only to crash and burn again. Tears stung my eyes, hot and familiar."Aggie?" Nathan's voice came from the doorway. He stood there, already dressed in one of his perfect suits, impatience etched on his handsome face. "Are you ready? We're going to be late for the brunch."I quickly wiped my eyes, scrambling to my feet, hiding the test behind my back."Almost," I choked out, forcing a smile that felt like broken glass. "Just… touching up my makeup."

    Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 107

    Charles POV:"Are you telling me there's nothing? No credit card pings? No ATM withdrawals? No signal from his burner phone? He didn't just evaporate, Thompson!"I slammed my hand down on the polished surface of my desk, the sound sharp in the otherwise silent office.The penthouse felt less like a sanctuary and more like a cage, the walls closing in, amplifying the frantic pounding in my chest."Sir, we're tracking every lead," Thompson's voice crackled through the speakerphone, calm, infuriatingly professional."But Richards went dark. Completely off-grid after leaving the hospital that day. No financial activity, no traceable communication."

    Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 108

    Agatha POV:Days had passed since the detectives’ visit, since the cryptic text, and the silence was deafening.No word from Nathan. No further threats from anonymous numbers.Even Charles had backed off slightly after our tense exchange at the office, his calls less frequent, his texts less demanding, though I still felt his presence like a shadow, a constant, watchful awareness.My office felt like a fortress and a prison all at once. Outside, NexGen buzzed with activity, the weight of the company resting squarely on my shoulders.Inside, I felt trapped, surrounded by unanswered questions and growing paranoia.Dad was recovering, slowly but surely, his strength returning bit by bit, but he wasn't ready to return to the helm, not yet. And I couldn't burden him with this, not while he was still so fragile.Lena had armed me with legal advice, strategies to protect myself and the baby, should Charles becom

    Huling Na-update : 2025-04-05
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 109

    Agatha POV:Camille didn't answer, just kept staring out the window."Camille, please," I urged, stepping closer. "What did James tell you? He told the police he spoke to them too. He mentioned… secrets. About Nathan. About his past. He said they could… destroy me."Camille finally turned, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and fear. "James Wei is a snake, Agatha. He twists things. He lies.""I know that," I said patiently. "But what did he lie about? What specific secrets did he mention? Did he talk about… an accident? Something that happened years ago?" Charles’s story about the hit-and-run swam in my mind.Camille’s face paled, her eyes widening almost imperceptibly. She knew something."He… he hinted at things," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "Something dark. Something Nathan was desperate to keep hidden. He said… he said Nathan wasn't the man I thought he was. That he was

    Huling Na-update : 2025-04-07

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  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 120

    Nathan POV:The chipped Formica tabletop felt gritty beneath my elbows.Outside the grimy window of this third-rate apartment Manuel had dug up, the city skyline was a distant, mocking silhouette.No penthouse views here. Just peeling paint, the lingering smell of stale cigarettes, and the constant drip, drip, drip from a leaky faucet in the kitchenette sink – a fitting soundtrack to the wreckage of my life.After knocking James Wei out cold back in his NYC office, I’d made that frantic call to Campbell, thinking I could leverage what I knew, maybe force an alliance against Wei. What a joke. Campbell had probably laughed after hanging up.I’d grabbed Wei’s burner phone – the one he used for his dirtiest dealings – and bolted, getting o

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 119

    Agatha POV:The automatic doors of St. Jude's Hospital slid open with a quiet whoosh, admitting us into the familiar chill of conditioned air, tinged with the unavoidable scent of antiseptic and floor cleaner.Beside me, Charles radiated an almost unnerving enthusiasm, a stark contrast to the knot of apprehension tightening in my stomach."Ready, darling?" He placed a hand on the small of my back, a proprietary gesture that had become disturbingly frequent."Aldo's going to be so thrilled to see you looking so well. And to hear our news, of course.""Charles, we talked about this," I started, trying to keep my voice low, even. "I don't think today is the day to…""Nonsense," he inter

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 118

    Agatha POV:The spoon felt unnaturally heavy in my hand, the mint chocolate chip ice cream cloyingly sweet on my tongue.Usually, it was my comfort food, my go-to indulgence after a stressful day. Tonight, each spoonful felt like swallowing lead.Across the low coffee table in my living room – Dad’s living room, technically, though I’d started thinking of the mansion as mine these days – Charles beamed, digging into his own bowl with gusto.He’d arrived exactly an hour after my text, a pint of the most expensive artisanal mint chip available clutched in one hand and a bouquet of pale pink roses, my favorites, in the other. The perfect picture of the doting, attentive partner.My skin prickled.

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 117

    Agatha POV:"Everything looks perfectly healthy, Ms. De Rossi. Strong fetal development, right on track for ten weeks."Dr. Williams smiled warmly, adjusting the ultrasound wand slightly. On the screen, a tiny, flickering shape pulsed – a small miracle, a terrifying reality. My reality."See, Agatha? Perfect." Charles squeezed my hand, his voice radiating a proud, almost proprietary warmth that made my skin crawl.He leaned closer to the screen, his expression intense, focused."Heartbeat looks strong, wouldn't you say, Doctor? Any potential complications we should be aware of? Given Agatha's… history?"

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 116

    Charles POV:Agatha stood before me, pale, defiant, her words a physical blow: My baby. I don't plan to register you as the father.Panic, cold and sharp, pierced through the red haze of my anger. Take my child away? Erase me from their life? Let me walk away and marry some suitable drone my father approved of? The very idea was unthinkable, a violation so profound it shook me to my core.No. Never.The anger, the explosive rage that had surged moments before, receded as quickly as it came, replaced by a desperate, clawing fear. Fear of losing her. Fear of losing this… this unexpected, terrifying, miraculous connection. Our child.

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 115

    Agatha POV:"Yes, Doctor Williams, thank you for calling back so quickly." I paced the length of my living room, the plush rug doing little to cushion the nervous energy thrumming through me. "Of course, Ms. De Rossi," Dr. Williams' voice came through the phone, calm and professional, yet with an underlying note of something… unusual. "I just wanted to follow up on our conversation from yesterday. And also… to mention something a bit odd.""Odd?" My grip tightened on the phone. "What is it?""Well, shortly after you left the clinic yesterday, a man came in asking questions. About you."My blood ran cold. "Asking questions? What kind of questions?""He was… persistent," the doctor continued, her voice hesitant. "Asked about the nature of your visit, your overall health, even tried to inquire about future appointments. Said he was a concerned 'family friend'."Family friend. The phrase hit me like a physical blow. Charles. It had to be Charles. Nathan was gone. James was subtle, a ma

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 114

    Charles POV:"Tell me again, Thompson. Henderson’s exact words." I leaned back in my office chair, the supple leather cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the heat simmering beneath my carefully maintained composure.My fingers steepled, tapping lightly together. Patience. Control. That was the key."He stated, and I quote, sir," Thompson's voice came through the speakerphone, flat, precise, devoid of inflection, "that Ms. De Rossi's appointment as interim CEO is 'a temporary measure born of sentiment, not strategy,' and that he intends to 'formally challenge her suitability and demand a full board review of leadership capabilities' at the earliest opportunity."Henderson. Malcolm Henderson.A pompous, puffed-up peacock stru

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 113

    Agatha POV:My mind raced.Was he trying to warn me about Charles using Nathan’s disappearance? Or was he subtly suggesting Nathan himself was a victim, not a villain? His words were like smoke, curling and shifting, impossible to grasp firmly.“Manuel,” I said, deciding to push back, test his boundaries. “What is it you really want? Why come to me with these… observations?”He met my gaze directly then, a flicker of something almost like… sincerity? … in his dark eyes. “As I said, Ms. De Rossi. My loyalty is to your father. To NexGen. I believe you are the rightful leader of this company. You have the vision, the strength. But… you are navigating dangerous waters. And you are… perhaps, isolated

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 112

    Agatha POV:The blinking cursor on the monitor seemed to mock me. Financial projections swam before my eyes, a meaningless jumble of numbers that refused to align, refused to make sense. My head throbbed, a dull ache behind my eyes that had become a constant companion these past few weeks. And the tiny, persistent nausea that lurked just beneath the surface, a secret reminder of the impossible reality I was carrying inside me.The weight of it felt crushing. The board meeting next week loomed like an executioner’s appointment. They didn't trust me, I knew that. They saw Aldo De Rossi’s daughter, inexperienced, a temporary placeholder until they could install someone… more suitable. Someone they could control.The intercom buzzed, startling me. Sarah’s voice, usually crisp and efficient, sounded hesitant.“Ms. De Rossi? Sorry to interrupt, but… Manuel is here. He says it’s urgent and requests a private word.”Manuel? Dad’s assistant? My eyebrows furrowed. Manuel was quiet, efficien

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