All Chapters of Ascension of Billionaire's Ex-wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“A hundred million,” she added.Harvey stared at Celine, taken aback by the offer. Her words hung in the air, and the weight of the situation suddenly felt lighter, as if her confidence alone could change the course of what was coming."Celine, I..." Harvey stammered, struggling to find the right words. "A hundred million? That's... that's more than generous. But this isn't just about money. Montero isn't the kind of man who walks away when he gets paid off. He wants control, influence—things that go beyond the casino."Celine tightened her grip on his arm, her eyes locked onto his with a fierce determination. "I know, Harvey. But we can fight this together. We have resources, connections, and we have something he doesn’t—people who care about us. He might be powerful, but so are we."Harvey felt a swell of emotions he hadn't expected. Celine's support, her unwavering strength, and the fact that she was willing to risk so much for him and Connor—it was almost too much to take in. He f

Franco sat in his car for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts of what awaited him. The news of Athena giving birth was not just a milestone in her life, but it marked a turning point for him as well. He had been preparing for this moment, yet hearing it aloud made it all the more real. Despite his doubts about the child’s paternity, he felt a sense of responsibility that he couldn’t ignore.As he drove towards the hospital, Franco’s thoughts drifted back to his conversation with Julian in the bar. Julian’s words about the universe aligning people when they needed to meet resonated deeply now. Franco had found clarity that night, a clarity that had guided his decisions in the months since. But now, facing the reality of Athena’s baby and the upcoming divorce, he felt that clarity waver.The hospital was bustling with activity when Franco arrived, the sterile environment a stark contrast to the turmoil inside him. He navigated the corridors until he reached the maternity ward, where

As Celine maneuvered the car through the quiet streets, her mind replayed the encounter with Franco. It had been weeks since their last contact, and now, seeing him had stirred a mixture of frustration and helplessness within her. Connor’s excited face when he saw Franco had been a bittersweet reminder of what they had lost, and now the boy’s insistence that Franco still loved him cut deep.“Mommy, can I play with Daddy Franco soon?” Connor’s hopeful voice broke the silence.Celine took a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in her voice. “Connor, you remember what we talked about. Franco left us before because he didn’t want to be part of our lives anymore.”Connor’s little face fell, but he quickly rallied. “But Mommy, I know he loves me. He said so. I can feel it.”Celine’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, fighting back the swell of tears. “I know it’s hard to understand, sweetheart, but people don’t always show love in the way we hope. Sometimes, they just can’t stay.”Co

Harvey felt the weight of Celine’s emotions as a palpable force between them. He had always been a patient man, but the complexity of the situation was testing his limits. The air in the room seemed to pulse with the unspoken tension, a mix of old wounds and unresolved feelings that neither of them could fully articulate.Celine shifted uncomfortably on the couch, her fingers still nervously playing with the thread on the cushion. Harvey watched her, searching for a way to bridge the chasm that had suddenly opened up. The sight of her distress, her unspoken fears, and the looming presence of Franco created a tangled web of confusion and pain.“You know,” Harvey began slowly, his voice measured, “forgiving someone doesn’t mean you have to forget what happened or let them back into your life. It’s more about freeing yourself from the burden of that anger and hurt.”Celine’s head snapped up, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of surprise and defiance. “Harvey, you don’t understand. Forg

Suddenly there is a knock at the door. Celine's heart was pounding as she approached the front door. The weight of the night before, combined with the unsettling revelations from Martha, had left her on edge. She was mentally preparing herself for a confrontation with Harvey, bracing for a storm of emotions and the painful truths she might have to face.As she reached the door, she took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within her. Her hand was trembling slightly as she grasped the handle, but she forced herself to steady her nerves. The knocking was persistent, and her mind was already conjuring images of Harvey standing on the other side, looking contrite or defensive.When she finally opened the door, the sight that greeted her was not what she had anticipated.Standing on her doorstep was a strikingly beautiful woman, her presence commanding immediate attention. The woman was impeccably dressed in a tailored blazer and dark jeans, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail. He