All Chapters of The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The car glided smoothly through the city streets, the morning traffic a symphony of honking horns and impatient drivers. Flora, however, barely registered the chaos outside. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions – anger at Alice, apprehension about the meeting, and a sliver of nervous excitement about toppling Alice's plans. The drive to the Equinox Centre was smooth and uneventful, the luxurious car gliding effortlessly through the city streets. Flora stared out the window, her mind racing with thoughts of what awaited her. She had faced many challenges in her life, but this one felt particularly daunting. She was about to confront her stepmother, the woman who had made her life a living hell for so many years. But she was determined to fight for her father’s company and his legacy. As they approached the Equinox Centre, Flora’s heart rate quickened. The office building where the lawyer's meeting would take place was a towering behemoth of glass and steel, its im

Flora stared at the glittering cityscape outside the window, her reflection distorted in the glass like a funhouse mirror. The vibrant lights held no allure for her today. The revelation of the paternity test hung heavy in the air, a storm cloud threatening to unleash a torrent of emotions she wasn't sure she could handle.As the conference room confrontation receded into the background, Flora found herself adrift in a sea of troubling thoughts. Thoughts of the paternity test clause gnawed at her, casting a shadow over her childhood memories. She couldn’t help but wonder if her father had always harbored suspicions about her birth mother’s fidelity. Maybe that was why he allowed Alice to treat her so poorly. The idea that the man who had raised her might not be her biological father left her feeling unmoored and vulnerable.She tried to keep an upbeat attitude for Eva’s sake, brushing off her friend’s concerned questions with practiced ease. Each time Eva glanced her way, a

After breakfast with Eva, Flora tried to occupy herself with reading the documents of her father's company, particularly those pertaining to succession. She found the details meticulous and comprehensive, yet with each page she turned, her frustration grew. However, the more she read, the angrier she became. As she delved into the intricate succession clauses, her ire creeped higher. Every sentence, every paragraph, seemed like a cruel reminder of the precariousness of her situation. The possibility of the paternity test unraveling her entire claim, of being rendered an outsider in her own inheritance, gnawed at her like a relentless rodent. Was there even a point in fighting? Was there a point in flying back all the way to her home city, battling Alice, and clawing her way through the legal system, only to have a single blood test render her efforts totally useless? The thought that all her struggles might be in vain left her feeling hollow and despondent.

A gasp escaped Flora's lips as strong arms wrapped around her waist, catching her before she could hit the floor. A smoky musk surrounded her. She looked up, startled, into a pair of apologetic brown eyes framed by thick black glasses. "Oh my God, are you alright?" a male voice exclaimed, his voice laced with concern. The man holding her steadied her and then stepped back, his hands still lingering on her waist. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." As Flora opened the door to leave her father's hospital room, she bumped into a hard chest. The collision sent her off balance, and before she could process what was happening, a pair of strong hands caught her mid-fall by the waist, straightening her back up. Flora blinked, slightly disoriented. The sudden contact had knocked the wind out of her. "It's fine. I'm fine. Really. But, um... your hands?" The man looked down and realized his hands were still on her. He flinched slightly, a

Her eyes narrowed at the sudden shift in conversation. One moment they were discussing a company takeover, the next he was asking her out. It was disarming, to say the least."Coffee?" she repeated, a hint of incredulousness creeping into her voice. "Isn't that a little… unconventional? Considering we just met, and you have no idea if I'm even qualified for the company, let alone qualified for a date?"He chuckled throatily. "Fair point," he conceded. "But then again, who says business can't be a little delightful?"Flora couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at his playful tone. This man was a walking contradiction – an awkward geek with the confidence of a seasoned businessman and the flirtatiousness of a charming rogue. "Mr. Blackwell," she started, emphasizing his last name, "I appreciate the offer, but I'm a taken woman. Furthermore, my focus right now is solely on my father and the upcoming paternity test.”A flicker of disappointment crossed Cyprus's face, t