All Chapters of Entangled with my Ex-husband and His Stepbrother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Electra POV I exhaled sharply as he walked out of my office, leaving me seething. My fists clenched, I slammed them onto the desk, making the pens and papers jump."What did he take me for?" I muttered, my voice laced with indignation. "Does he think I still have feelings for him?" The thought repulsed me. "I resent him, not love him."I took a deep breath, attempting to compose myself. My subconscious mind piped up, its voice a nagging whisper."Perhaps you should tell him about his daughter. He deserves to know he has a responsibility."I snarled, silencing the voice. "Shut up!" My palm slapped the desk, the sound echoing through the room. "Who says I'm not capable of taking care of my daughter?"My anger boiled over, I shot up from my chair and strode to the water cooler. I gulped down a glass of water in one swift motion, feeling the cool liquid calm my frayed nerves.As I stood there, I couldn't shake off the lingering emotions. His presence still lingered, stirring up memories

Maxwell's eyes lit up with warmth as he reminisced, "My mum, she's the one who taught me how to make good meals. She loves cooking for dad, and was always intentional about putting love into every dish." Electra's lips curled into a gentle smile, intrigued by the affectionate tone."That must have been a real challenge growing up in a family with two wives," Electra asked, her curiosity getting the better of her. Maxwell's expression remained calm, unfazed by the probing question."Not at all," he replied. "His first wife passed away when I was just three years old, and it was only after a year of grieving that my dad married my mother. Plus, Knoxville, my half-brother, lived most of his life abroad, so we didn't really overlap much." Electra's eyebrows arched slightly, her eyes sparkling with interest."Oh, I see," Electra said, her smile deepening. She leaned in slightly, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. Electra let out a contemplative sigh, her voice laced with concern.

Henry walked into the sleek, modern lobby of the Scofield Company, his disguise transforming him into a stranger. He adjusted his suit, adopting a confident air.As he approached the reception desk, the receptionist looked up, her eyes locking onto his."How may I help you, sir?" she asked, her voice professional.Henry cleared his throat, deepening his voice. "I'm here for a business meeting with Mr. Matthew Scofield."The receptionist's fingers flew across her keyboard. "Are you Mr. Henry Smith?" she asked.Henry nodded, his expression serious.The receptionist smiled. "Welcome, Mr. Smith. Mr. Scofield is expecting you. Please, take a seat."She gestured to the plush waiting area.Henry sat, scanning the lobby's opulent decor.Within minutes, the receptionist's phone buzzed."Mr. Scofield will see you now," she announced.Henry stood, straightening his tie.As he followed the receptionist to Matthew Scofield's office, his mind raced with strategy.The door swung open, revealing Matt

Knoxville pulled into the usual spot, the dimly lit parking lot shrouded in mystery. He instructed Henry to pack the car, his voice low and cautious.Henry complied, his brow furrowed. "Why has he invited you here again?" he asked, his tone laced with concern.Knoxville's eyes narrowed. "We'll find out. I'm here because he mentioned Electra," he replied, his voice measured.Henry's expression turned skeptical. "I'm sure he's just here to spite you and nothing more," he suggested, his voice tinged with protective instincts.Knoxville's jaw clenched. "I'll wait and see." His gaze scanned the surrounding area, senses on high alert.Just then, the distant hum of a car engine grew louder, and the horns pierced the night air. Knoxville's eyes locked onto the approaching vehicle.A sleek black sedan rolled into the parking lot, its tinted windows reflecting the faint moonlight. The driver's door swung open, and a tall, imposing figure emerged.:Knoxville's eyes locked onto the figure standi

Knoxville POVI sat at my desk, surrounded by stacks of files and documents, my eyes scanning the papers as I worked. Henry stood beside me, his helpful presence a welcome respite from the chaos of the day."I've been wondering," Henry said, his voice low and thoughtful. "Are you absolutely sure your dad didn't know about the KT company?"I looked up, meeting Henry's inquiring gaze. "Of course not," I replied, my tone confident. "It was registered under my name and my mother's."Henry's eyebrows furrowed. "But what does KT stand for?"I leaned back in my chair, a mix of emotions swirling within me. "K stands for Knoxville, my name, and T stands for Tiana, her first name."Henry's eyes widened. "It's a family legacy, then?"I nodded. "Yes. It's actually a foundation started by my mother. She wanted to tell Dad about it, but..." My voice trailed off, memories flooding my mind."She found out something, didn't she?" Henry prodded gently.I sighed. "Yes. She discovered something that mad