All Chapters of Mummy, We Found Our Billionaire Daddy: The Ex-wife's Revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jess’ pov: “He rejected me. Pushed me away like I meant nothing to him,” I grumble, anger bubbling up inside me, threatening to spill over. “Maximus doesn’t even want me anymore, and I don’t understand why. I know I’m beautiful, undeniably sexy, so what changed? Why can’t he look at me the way he used to?” Beads of sweat form on my forehead and I can feel my patience wearing thin. My thoughts keep circling back, over and over, until the answer finally hits me like a slap in the face. “This is all because of Selene!” I slam my fists on the table, the sharp sound echoing in the empty room. The frustration boiling inside me is almost unbearable. “Ever since she came back to town, everything changed. Maximus stopped finding me attractive the moment she showed up.” The name tastes bitter on my tongue. Selene. Always Selene. Just thinking about that night makes my blood boil. I had even lowered myself to begging, trying desperately to spark something in him. But nothing worked.

Maximus POV My cheeks ache from smiling so much. It’s been so long since I’ve felt this kind of happiness. Seeing Selene at the park the other day, sitting with Kylie, brought everything into perspective for me. The way Selene laughed and chatted with her, like she was Kylie’s own mother, stirred something deep inside me. For a moment, I let myself imagine them as mother and daughter. I told myself I was just there to find Kylie, but the truth is, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the scene. I haven’t seen Kylie smile like that in ages. There’s a light in her eyes, a genuine admiration as she looks up at Selene—something I never see when she’s with Jess. Whenever Kylie is around her mother, she’s so quiet, so careful, like she’s terrified one wrong move will make Jess snap. It breaks my heart. I can’t help but wish Selene had been her mother instead. If only they could reconnect. I thought seeing Selene with Kylie might open the door to a conversation, but all I

Selene’s Pov: I step out of the car, handing my keys to the valet, and take a moment to absorb my surroundings. The venue before me is nothing short of breathtaking. The grandeur of it all takes me by surprise—it’s one of the top ten most sought-after event spaces in New York City, and I can't help but wonder just how much this place must have cost to secure. I wouldn't be shocked if it ran into the millions. I catch sight of Avery standing beside me, her polite smile in place, and I feel a wave of gratitude. She’s the one who insisted I come tonight, relentlessly asking me to join her for this fundraiser. Part of me still finds it hard to believe, given the way things were between us not so long ago, but I’m glad she reached out. It's clear now—she’s not the type to hold grudges for long. Despite the lingering awkwardness between us, I push it aside. I’ve been making an effort to rebuild the friendship I nearly let slip away. We both step into the grand hall, and I c

Jess’ POV: “I don’t understand why you let her walk all over you like that. Selene Norman is nothing more than a fly compared to you, Jess!” “My brother loves you. Sure, Maximus can be a hothead sometimes, but you’ve got to give him a little push. If not, you’ll sit back and watch your stepsister take him right out from under you.” Mia’s words dig under my skin, but I can’t tell if she’s trying to comfort me or insult me. If she weren’t Maximus’ sister, I’d end this video call right now. Her smug little face staring back at me makes my jaw tighten. But I bite my tongue and tolerate her attitude. Maximus worships Mia. I know that. He listens to her like her words are law. If she says one bad thing about me, it’ll only push him further away. I can’t afford that—not now. “That bitch came back to the city with a plan,” Mia continues, her tone sharper now. “And she’s not stopping until she gets what she wants. You’re acting like you’re not Jess anymore. Just look at that picture—

Maximus POV Jess fidgets endlessly in her chair, like she’s done something unforgivable. Her legs keep knocking against mine with each bump testing my patience. At first, I thought she’s trying to flirt, and Iwas ready to tell her off, but then I caught her biting her nails. She’s not trying to be coy—she’s just anxious. Nervous and scared, like a trapped animal. I don’t care enough to figure out what’s eating at her. For all I know, this could be another one of her acts. Jess has a talent for deception, a knack for weaving lies so convincing you’d swear they were real. Whatever she’s hiding, it’s big—I can feel it. And then there’s the dinner invitation from my parents. The timing couldn’t be worse. I don’t know why they’ve decided to host now, but one thing is clear: I’m not leaving Kylie with Jess’s mother. That woman sets the bar for terrible grandmothers, and there’s no way I’m putting my daughter in her care. The last time Kylie visited Jess’s parents without her grandf