All Chapters of The CEO's Reclaimed Love: My Ex-Lover Is A Powerful Lawyer: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Claire was frozen in her spot. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth was open, making her throat run dry. She didn’t expect to hear the news of her boyfriend dating someone else that night… heck, she didn’t even know he had someone else! She foolishly thought he had called her over to surprise her… This was indeed a surprise but not the type she was expecting. Her heart began to pound as Jessica hooked her arm around Oliver’s arm and exclaimed, “Oliver, look! It’s Claire! Let’s go say hi.” When they walked up to Claire, Jessica said, "Hi, Claire. Nice to meet you here." Then she unhooked her arm from Oliver’s and told him, “Dear, I know you and Claire have something to say… I’ll take care of the guests. See you soon." After those words, Jessica turned her back to Oliver and glanced at Claire, giving her a contemptuous and defiant look. Claire furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what that was about. Jessica was acting like she was already a winner. However, she couldn’t dwell on it becaus

“Sir, we’ve got a problem. Someone took a photo of Miss Hamilton and Miss Hart arguing in the lobby. Everyone thinks Miss Hamilton was blackmailing Miss Hart and took her money.” Thomas Hudson, Oliver’s assistant, rushed into his office, showing him the tablet. “What did you say? Claire blackmailed Jessica for money?” Oliver growled, glaring at Thomas. His eyes dropped to the tablet and his stomach churned as the headlines caught his attention. [DESPERATE CEO’S EX DEMANDS CASH FROM HIS RUMOURED FIANCEE] [HOW DESPERATE CAN CLAIRE HAMILTON BE?] Following those headlines were long articles about the incident. The pictures attached showed how Claire held the cheque in her hands and others showed her leaving. Flames of fury danced through Oliver’s eyes and he hissed, “Who did this?” “T-the reporter is anonymous, Sir-” “Have all this nonsense taken down within five minutes. I don’t want to see anyone talking about Claire and dragging her name all over the internet,” Oliver instruct

Oliver’s eyes widened slightly, his heart thundering against his ribcage as he glanced at the beauty in front of him. It was really her… Claire Hamilton. The girl who left and took his heart with her. Her silky raven hair was let down, cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall and she was in a navy feminine suit, looking professional. She looked a bit different from how she looked in the past but it was her… His first and only love. ‘Claire is the she-devil? She’s the renowned Lawyer that everyone is talking about?’ He mused internally, trying to recover from the shock. After six years, he didn't expect them to meet like this. He had pictured a more sentimental reunion where he would pull her into his arms and hold her tight. “Everyone, leave. I want to speak to Miss Hamilton alone,” Oliver ordered, his voice hoarse from the emotions that were rushing through him. He wanted to talk to her… ask her the many questions that were reeling in his mind. However, the polite smile

Claire had been asking around the company if anyone had seen her daughter, going through every department and checking the restrooms. When she thought about losing her child, the fear she felt was out of this world. Her heart was in her throat and her stomach twisted violently as she searched all over the company. She was on the verge of losing it because everyone claimed not to have seen any lost child. It was only when she asked the receptionist on the ground floor that she heaved a sigh of relief when she answered. “Oh, a little girl in pink? I saw her a few minutes ago,” The receptionist responded, however, it was her next words that made Claire’s knees weak. “The CEO took her with him. I saw them enter the private elevator,” the receptionist added. Claire’s heart sank to her feet as fear twisted her stomach. Why would Oliver take her daughter? Did he know...? Without wasting time, she rushed toward one of the elevators and went back to the conference room. The violent

“Claire… how long has it been, honey?” Claire’s breath caught in her throat when she heard the familiar voice on the phone. The voice belonged to none other than Roxanne Smith-Ford, Oliver’s mother. At her voice, Claire felt a sense of nostalgia. She had been practically raised by Oliver’s family. They were very kind to her. So, imagine her shock when her mother told her the secret that the Fords were hiding. “How are you… uh... Ma’am?” Claire said, biting her lip. She didn’t know how to address her. “Call me Aunt, the way you used to. Or Mom, hahaha,” Roxanne laughed on the phone. “Anyway, I was hoping to invite you to dinner tonight. I would have loved it if you came home but the Ford Paradise hotel is ok for now. What do you say?” “How did you know that I’m back?” Claire asked, her throat feeling parched. It felt strange that she hated this family now that she talked to Roxanne. How could such kind people be behind her father’s downfall? “Well, employees gossip a lot a