All Chapters of Ascension of Billionaire's Ex-wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I had told him he wasn't supposed to talk to strangers like that man, Franco. But he insisted that Franco was a good man and that he felt he had a daddy when he was with him. I felt a pang of hurt and worry, and I couldn't help but wonder who this Franco was."Mommy, why can't I see Uncle Franco?"Connor asked, his little face scrunched up in confusion."Because, baby, we don't him well. He's a stranger," I said, trying to keep my voice calm."But he's nice to me. He buys me ice cream and plays with me,"Connor protested."I know, baby, but he's a stranger, and you should never talk to strangers," I said, trying to reason with him."But Mommy, I like him,"Connor said, his voice filled with sadness.I hugged him tightly. "I know, baby, but I'm just trying to protect you. I don't want anything bad to happen to you.""But I want to see Uncle Franco,"Connor said, his voice muffled against my shoulder."I know, baby, but you can't. I won't let him hurt you,"I said, my voice firm."Please lis

CELINE’S POVThe air crackled with anticipation, a symphony of camera flashes and buzzing microphones. A sea of faces, eagerly waiting, their eyes reflecting the bright lights that illuminated the stage. This was it. The culmination of years of tireless work, sleepless nights, and countless cups of coffee. Today, CLN, my company, was unveiling its latest innovation to the world. I took a deep breath, feeling the familiar flutter of nervous excitement in my stomach.But a wave of warmth washed over me – the warmth of knowing I wasn't alone in this moment. Irene, my best friend and business partner, was there in the front row, a reassuring smile playing on her lips. She was my rock, my confidante, my partner in crime. I couldn't have achieved any of this without her. "Good morning, everyone," I began, my voice resonating through the hall.A collective hum of acknowledgment filled the space. "Welcome to the official launch of our newest product, the Rejuvenating Explosion. As the CEO o

CELINE'S POV"Is that Franco?!"Irene asked, her voice filled with surprise."Yes,"I replied, my voice barely above a whisper."Let's go!" Irene exclaimed, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the building entrance.What the fuck is he doing here? I thought to myself."Celine, calm down,"Irene whispered, sensing my distress. "Maybe it's just a coincidence.""I don't know, Irene," I confessed, my voice trembling slightly. "You know I thought I was over him, but..."Irene leaned in closer, her eyes filled with a mixture of sympathy and curiosity."But what, Celine? Are you still not over him? Are you still in love with that bastard?"A surge of anger coursed through me at her suggestion. "Of course not!"I exclaimed, my voice rising despite my efforts to control it."I could never forgive him for what he did. I hate him more than anything in this world."Irene raised an eyebrow, her expression a mixture of amusement and skepticism. "Oh, come on, Celine," she teased. 'You can't tell me

She frowned and denied it. “What money are you talking about, Franco?”“The ten million,” I spat out, the word tasting like bile on my tongue.“From my ATM. The one you withdrew.”I watched as a silent wave of fury rolled over her face, her eyes narrowing like a predator's. “You have no right to accuse me like that,”she said, her voice laced with icy disdain.“I am your wife, Franco. I have a right to your money.”My fists clenched, the air in the room suddenly thick with tension. “You have a right to the money we’ve built together, Athena, not to steal from me.”She scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You think I stole from you? You dare accuse me of such a thing? You made your promise to love and take care of me,"“My promise is not a blank check for you to spend frivolously,”I roared, my voice shaking with anger.Her eyes blazed with fury. “Frivolously? What are you talking about? I need that money for the new jewelry line. Don't you understand, Franco? I need to keep up

CELINE'S POV The sun beamed down on my face as I held my son,Connor's hand, as we skipped towards the park. I had promised him this outing the previous day to make up for all the time I had been away. I had been working long hours lately, and I felt guilty for not being there for him as much as I should be. “Mommy, look!”Connor exclaimed, pointing to a squirrel scampering up a tree. His eyes sparkled with wonder, and I couldn't help but smile. I loved these moments with him, when he was just a carefree child, oblivious to the worries of the world. As we entered the park, the vibrant colors and cheerful sounds overwhelmed my senses. Children played on the swings and slides, their laughter filling the air. The scent of blooming flowers wafted through the breeze, mingling with the sweet smell of freshly cut grass. “Can we play on the pole?” Connor asked, tugging at my hand. “Of course, sweetheart,”I replied, leading him towards the nearest set of swings. I watched as he cli