Lahat ng Kabanata ng The CEO Ex-Wife's Revenge: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

It’s not every day that I see Denise at a loss for words, but today is one of those days, and a feeling of utter satisfaction courses through me as I watch her mouth open and shut several times like a fish out of water.“That’s not possible. You’re joking, right?” She asks me at last.“For your sake, I wish I was, but unfortunately, Ava is indeed the producer of the movie. So technically, she is going to be your boss, provided she does not back out of our agreement the moment she notices that you are the actress I was talking about. I have a feeling that she would back out of it because of the history that you and I have together and because you have a tendency to be annoying as hell.” I tell her.I can't bring myself to sound sorry for her, and I can tell that she notices this in the way her eyes narrows.“I don’t believe you. You’re trying to tell me that your mousy, timid, stay-at-home ex-wife is the popular producer that everyone has been raving about? Oh, please. You must think I

AVA’S POVMy morning hasn’t been a very great one today. First of all, my daughter decided to throw a huge tantrum today after deciding that she does not want to go to school, something that is out of character for her.Then after I got that settled, I had a flat tire on my way to the office and it cost me more time than I wanted to get that settled.But apparently, that is not the end of the inconveniences that have placed themselves in my way for the day, for no sooner had I entered the reception area where the people who had come for audition were waiting, than someone latched themselves onto my arm.I hear the voice, which I do not recognize before I see the person. Immediately I see her, I recognize her, even after all these years. How can I not recognize the woman who had given me sleepless nights back then?“Hello, dear. I don’t know if you remember me, but it’s been ages. How have you been?” Derek’s ex, or by the looks of it, his girlfriend, asks me, beaming at me as though we

DENISE’S POVI begin to panic immediately, and understandably so, because of the scary amount of blood that is pooling up beneath the boy. It was a mistake and I did not mean for this to happen.Barry had pissed me off and that was why I pushed him, but how was I supposed to know that there was something sharp near where he had fallen?“Oh, my God! Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” The young nanny begins to chant over and over, her eyes going as wide as saucers as she stares at Barry lying there motionless in a pool of his own blood.Great! Derek just had to go and hire a Jesus freak. Luckily enough, her terror and overreaction have made me somewhat calm, and now, I take charge of the situation.“Shut your mouth and make yourself useful by calling 911 and telling them that there is an emergency, okay?” I tell her. She nods, still wide-eyed, but she scurries away, all the while chanting Jesus, and returns some minutes later with her phone.“Should’nt we call Mr. Turner?” She suggests hesitantly.“

Ava was clearly the last person that Derek and Denise expected to see at the hospital, just as she had not been expecting to see them there either. “What are you doing here, Ava? Is everything alright?” Derek asked Ava, who was surprised because his voice was so full of concern. She had never heard such concern from him directed at her. “Yes, everything is fine. I’m just visiting a sick friend.” Ava replied, hoping against hope that Steve would get the message and would not say anything that he wasn’t supposed to say. “Oh, that’s nice of you. I didn’t know that you had any friends here. Is it anyone I know?” Derek asked, as though he knew any of her friends when they were married and she used to live here. She didn’t even have any friends back then. “You don’t know a lot of things about me, Derek and there is no reason why you should as far as I'm concerned because nothing connects us to each other apart from the project. To answer your question, no. It isn't anyone you know.” “Oh

EIGHT YEARS AGO“Come home now, Derek! Your father is dying! Oh, my God! I’m so scared! Please, God!” The hysterical voice of Derek’s mother came from over the phone.Derek felt his heart drop into the pit of his stomach at those words. He loved his father more than life itself. That man had sacrificed a lot for Derek and his sister and hearing that he was dying was something of a rude shock.“Mom? What are you talking about? Dad is dying? He sounded very hale and hearty when he called me earlier today.” Derek asked, thinking to himself that he must have heard wrong. His mother was not listening to him and did not answer his question because she was busy talking in a frenzied tone in the background.“Mom!” He yelled into the phone, but instead of hearing his mother’s reply, the line went dead, throwing him into utter confusion and fear.He tried to call her number as he picked up his keys and rushed out of the office, so he could go to his parent’s house and find out what was really go