All Chapters of After Divorce, I Became A Multi-Billionaire: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Huddled in a corner of her room was Audrey, whose knees clung tightly to her chest, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps, each one caught in her throat as if she were drowning in the thick air of her fear, while struggling to hold her tears. She had read the message that was sent to her phone over and over, the words blurring together every single time, as fresh tears welled up in her eyes, a terrible ache plaguing her head. Every time she tried to blink them away and put herself together, the terrifying message occurred to her again, with the choking realization that someone knew what she had done. The sender’s identity was unknown, but the intent was clear; they had her in their grip, and they weren’t going to let go.She pressed her hand to her mouth while trying to stifle the sobs that shook her body, her heart wrenching with an asphyxiating dread that threatened to choke her. ‘Who in her husband’s family knew? Who had discovered her secret? Was it Irina? Ivy? Isla?’ The

Stepping out of the sleek, white car that pulled up to the front of ANCLAIR, a towering able-bodied bodyguard with a stern expression and an imposing stature walked to open the car to the backseat. The door opened smoothly, and out stepped Zoe dressed in a matching tailored, white suit that hugged her figure with a commanding elegance, as she sauntered into the building so elegantly alongside the bodyguard walking behind her. With each step she took, her heels clicked against the polished floors, and she didn’t bother to acknowledge the curious stares or the hushed murmurs that followed her, with every worker scurrying to carry the news of her sudden arrival. She entered the elevator with the young man behind her with purpose, her mind was focused on her way to the conference room where her fate was being decided without her. The double doors of the conference room swung open as Dylan, her bodyguard pushed them, and she strutted inside, her presence commanding immediate attentio

Zoe’s eyes widened in shock, her heart sinking at the revelation Audrey had made her know, unable to believe what she was hearing, “Is it true? Are you sure? How did you even figure that out?” She almost muttered gibberish.“Yes, it is indeed true. I found out three years ago before his accident, and found out that he was planning to marry another wealthy lady after divorcing me, taking my child, and was not going to give me a single penny for alimony. I dug into his room, and found a DNA test that was sent to him as a package,” Audrey narrated more boldly this time, as if she had been waiting to let it out for so long. “What?” Zoe couldn't believe her ears, as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and bewilderment. “Yes. And I think someone else knows too, because it was delivered probably to put him on the edge of something. He traveled two days later, and news came to us that he was dead!” Audrey narrated further. “That is crazy. What if it was just to scare him or something? What

Malcolm sat in his luxurious study, surrounded by walls of dark mahogany bookshelves filled with an array of leather-bound volumes, his eyes skimming over the contents of a report displayed on his tablet, his fingers lightly tapping the screen as he made some annotation. In one hand, he held his phone, effortlessly multitasking as he engaged in a conversation with Edward, through the small earpods tucked into his ears. “The financial statements for next quarter are ready for review, sir. I will forward them to you now,” Edward said from the other side of the phone, while sitting in the comfort of his home, for the first time in a long while. Ever since Malcolm had returned from his long disappearance, he had been working from home rather than at the office, and it had made things easier for him because he would not have to see his capricious moods switch violently all day. “Make sure the board sees these first things tomorrow, and prepare a draft response for the investors' inquir

Sitting at a cozy fine restaurant that same evening on the outskirts of the city was Ivy, whose eyes nervously darted to the entrance of the fine dining countless number of times, as she anticipated the arrival of the man she had given every reason to come earlier that day. Lost in her random thoughts and worries while she sat impatiently, she wondered how she would act if he appeared, what she would say to him at first, and how she would explain what she wanted to tell him. Every minute felt like forever as she waited for him, hoping that he would not ditch her for some last-minute prior engagement if he changed his mind about coming, because there was no way she would be able to summon the courage to meet him anymore. Momentarily, every nerve in her became stiff with the whiff of his familiar cologne that wafted through her senses, her breath sucking into her throat as soon as she raised her eyes instinctively to see him approaching where she was sitting. Nothing about him had c