All Chapters of Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

VINCENTWe had just returned from Spain; James and I, and we were already on our way to our first press conference after the incident, eager to make things right.The scandal had started to die down, and for a reason. I had spent so much money compensating the affected families. A loss that ran into billions of dollars. I had not come up with a means to make Katerina and her sidekick pay yet, but I just knew that my clap back would cause drastic issues for them.In the moving car, James filled me in on what had been happening while we were away, "She had another wine tasting event. It went well. According to blogs, she salvaged herself."He turned to me, looking as confused as I felt."But you said Maggie did not touch the wine supply. You said she had nothing to do with that?" I shot at him and he nodded."Yes! She had nothing to do with the white wine being bad. I interrogated her many times on this and she confirmed every time, that she knew nothing about the whole wine issue." Jam

VINCENT Once again, my mother had proven to be a liability in my life. As I watched one of the videos circulating the net, gulping down my second drink for the day at 10am, I wondered why I had allowed her back into my life and publicized her to the world, even. The headlines were terrible, it was like they had been constructed by the most unfeeling journalists in the field. One minute, the world adored you and the next, everyone treated you like shit. One of the blogs had even written their caption like thus; THE POWERS FAMILY INVOLVED IN YET ANOTHER SCANDAL. HOW MUCH MORE SCANDALS UNTIL THEY ARE COMPLETELY CANCELLED? "Canceled," I scoffed, getting up on my feet so I could walk to the tall window in my home office and look out of it. "Like hell, I can be canceled." This was all happening because of one woman. She entered my life and bad luck followed suit. It was like I was paying for my sins, but if there was any sin I could think of paying for, it was one that involve

VINCENTBig, brown eyes stared back at me, foreign compared to the jet black ones I was used to seeing on her face.And from the way her eyes moved as I studied her quietly, I confirmed that these were her real eyes. The realization left me with mixed feelings; on one hand I fucking loved her real eyes and thought that they complimented her face more than the fake ones, on the other hand, I could not help but wonder what the fuck she was truly hiding.Katerina eventually pushed me off her, my hands falling from her mouth and waist at the same time. She moved back a few inches, breathing a bit faster as she stared back at me.I have her a once over that lasted longer than a usual one should have. Maybe because she was wearing some red, skimpy night dress that had a dangerous V-neckline and stopped way above her knees. The color of the clothing complimented her pale skin and eyes so well.. she looked so fucking gorgeous. She had no business being here, dressed like this. Not with her ni

KATERINAWhat?What deal could he possibly be talking about?I pressed my ear harder against the door as if the action would help me hear any better. But they had stopped talking. Or rather, their voices had grown quieter.I pulled the door open loudly now, not caring for the circumstances as I stepped forward. I heard Vincent groan without turning back and the look on Kelvin's face was priceless. It was a clear picture of shock and then confusion, then finally, betrayal."What are you doing here, Kat?" He asked, starting to step forward but Vincent blocked his path in time, which caused Kelvin to turn to him with a raised brow and clenched fists."Step aside, or I'll mess your face up." He threatened, but Vincent just calmly answered,"Does this mean that the deal is off? I was just giving you my word.""Shove that word up your ass and choke on it. What is she doing in here, half-naked?" Kelvin thundered the question, directing it at Vincent, like I was not even there at all."Hello

KATERINAI smacked my lips, staring at myself for longer in the mirror.Was my dress too revealing for a welcome back party? It was a low-key event; I did not want to end up embarrassing myself while trying to look good.I wore a dress with a low neckline and a slit from the middle of my thighs to my feet. It was a semi-casual dress, nothing too serious.I had my makeup done and I had put on my favorite red lippie to go with. My cheeks had begun to get bigger, and these days whenever I stared into the mirror, I saw her more.This was not good.I used to be on the chubby side to an extent. I had to partake in a lot of exercises and intermittent fasting to get thinner cheeks and a slender figure. Lately, I had begun to add some pounds, and I blamed it on the excessive Chick-fil-A and snacks that Simon had been bombarding me with this past month.The man hardly gave two fucks about my daily complaints about weight. "Your ass is growing out too, don't you like that?" He would throw at me