Semua Bab After Divorce, I Became A Multi-Billionaire: Bab 261 - Bab 270

Still lost in thought back at RINASHONE gallery, Isla's lips curled into a slow, wicked smile as the echoes of that delicious moment replayed like a favorite melody, the moment blood drained from her brother's face when she mentioned his nemesis. “Yes, you bloodthirsty fool! You murdered your wife, and just had to ruin my plans, did you not? Or do I have to remind you?!” she had yelled at his face. ‘Oh, how she wished she had captured his expression on camera. The way he went pale, and struggled to pretend like he didn't understand what she was saying. The delight he had given her when she taunted him more after sensing the quick, almost imperceptible stiffening of his shoulders.’ She loved how her unexpected accusation had struck him like a whip, and how he blinked rapidly, his throat working as he tried to force a denial past his dry lips, as if he had misheard. His entirety had trembled with the shock of his life, and his eyes widened astonishingly, when he struggled to h

Back at the boardroom at MEL-CO headquarters, Malcolm managed to keep calm as he stood and maintained composure, with a tight smirk crossing his lips, “Well,” he drawled while loosening his tie, “This is interesting,” his voice called everyone's attention. The supposed new CEO, Greg, leaned forward while feigning concern, before he spoke “Malcolm. The board has spoken. It is nothing personal and just business. You have done your best for this company, and we truly commend you for that,” he snickered lightly. The audacity. A chuckle, low and amused escaped Malcolm as he listened to the gibberish that was spewed before him, his mind, already recalibrating, and strategizing his next move. But as his mind sped through thoughts, one question gnawed at him as his eyes swept across the room again. ‘Where are they?’ His despicable scrambled family. The ones who had been circling like vultures for years, and waiting for every chance to sink their claws into the company. The very

The day had been so long for Zoe. She had been in meetings all day and could barely sit or take a rest. She continued to attend to PR drafts, legal briefs, and financial damage projections like she was juggling swords with bleeding hands.Calls continued to pour in from brand partners who were threatening to pull out, and their collaboration clients were threatening to sue because they were losing money too. Refunds were being processed in thousands as many canceled their orders, and things continued to spiral out of control with each passing hour. And worst of all, in the middle of the chaos, her executive assistant, Hepzy told her that someone was trying to sneak the rumor of embezzlement to major shareholders to instigate them and worsen the situation. And even the press conference she planned to hold, she canceled it, hoping everyone would understand her, but it seemed like they were coming for her head. “I am telling you, if one more refund hits our books tonight, we are tippi

“What do you mean?” Jasmine, who had been pretending not to listen to their conversation almost asked, her eyes widening in shock at what Zoe had just revealed.But Raine took the words right out of her lips before she could say it. “What? Really?” Her eyes sparked up in curiosity.Zoe shrugged lightly, as if trying to make the conversation as natural as possible, “She told me she is not my Mum.”“How?” Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “You were adopted?!” Her voice rose in speculation. “No,” Zoe laughed.More confusion crossed Raine's features, making her more puzzled than the last, “Then how? She picked you up?” “Maybe because she has lost her mind or something. She rambles on these days. That was when she told me,” she mumbled. “Lost her mind?” Raine's voice lowered in pity. “Yeah. She did pretty bad things, and I guess maybe that is her reward. She doesn't even recognize me,” Zoe laughed like it was some bad joke. Genuinely, Raine's eyes lowered in worry, as she questione

Driving away from Jasmine’s beautiful and peaceful neighborhood, Zoe struggled to breathe behind the steering wheel of her car. Her entire body was trembling and she was so tensed up, because of the heated encounter she had with her minutes ago, and she had not yet regained herself even after the short discussion she had with Raine. She didn't even understand why she had ranted uncontrollably and talked about her entire life in just a few minutes. She had screamed about her past, pain, and everything she had buried under fine clothing, and business smiles to no one else but her mother. Of course, in the most bitter way ever. ‘Goodness!’ Zoe screamed in her head, mortified that even if she wanted her to see the good side of her, she had failed. Her hands struggled to steady behind the steering wheel as she drove and gripped it so tightly as if it would help her calm herself down, her breath coming in shallow draws. She was confused. ‘Should she call Jasmine back and apologize for