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All Chapters of Secret of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5
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Chapter 1: Divorce Papers
Sophia’s Point of View “Katrina, do you have the papers ready?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t help it. I had waited too long for this day—two years, to be exact.Katrina, my assistant and closest confidant, stood in the doorway of my office, holding a thick envelope in her hands. “They’re here. Everything’s set for your signature.” She hesitated for a second before stepping forward. “Are you sure about this, Sophia? Once you sign them, there’s no going back.”I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.”For two years, I had lived in the shadow of a contract marriage. A marriage that wasn’t born out of love, but necessity. My grandmother, in her final days, had pushed me into it. She didn’t mean to be cruel—her heart was in the right place. She wanted to see me secure, married to a man who could give me the stability she feared I couldn’t find on my own. So, James Dalton, the third son of the powerful Dalton
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James’ Point of View “Sir, I have something urgent—” Ryan’s voice cut through the meeting, but I didn’t lift my head. The conference room was packed, and the discussion was nearing its peak. Numbers, projections, and strategies. This was what mattered. This was how empires were built. Not whatever my assistant thought was worth interrupting me for. “Ryan, not now,” I said flatly, my eyes still on the presentation.Ryan hesitated. “But, sir—”“I said not now,” I repeated, this time more firmly, keeping my focus on the charts in front of me. The profits from the last quarter had exceeded expectations, but there were gaps—minor inefficiencies that needed addressing. That was the priority.Then, suddenly, Ryan raised his voice. “It’s the divorce papers, sir.”I froze. The room grew silent. A few people exchanged glances, unsure of what to do. Divorce papers? I slowly lifted my eyes and met Ryan’s. He stood there, holding a brown envelope, his face pale but determined. The shock on my
Read moreChapter 3: It's Over
Sophia’s Point of View I stared at my phone, waiting for Katrina’s message to come through. It wasn’t like I was expecting James to confirm our meeting himself—that would have been too much to ask from the man who barely acknowledged me for the past two years. Still, part of me had hoped he’d at least show a little courtesy before I handed him his freedom.My phone buzzed. Finally.“He didn’t confirm,” Katrina said as I answered. Her voice was steady, like she knew what I’d say next.“Where is he?” I asked, already getting up from my desk and grabbing my purse.Katrina had done her job, as always. “He’s meeting Mr. Thompson from the Finance Bureau at The Crescent. Private room. I’ve sent the details.”I smiled to myself, not even slightly surprised. Of course, James had more important things to do—like building his empire—than handle a simple divorce.“Perfect. Have the money ready. I want it delivered to him in person,” I said firmly.Katrina didn’t question it. “The bodyguards are
Read moreChapter 4: Questions Left Unanswered
James Dalton’s Point of View The door to the VIP room was still half-open when I spoke, my voice cutting through the silence.“Where did you get the money?”Sophia paused, her back to me as she stopped in her tracks. I could see the faint tension in her shoulders, the way her hand gripped the door handle. She turned around slowly, facing me once more, her expression cool and composed.She wasn’t going to leave this room until I had answers.I studied her closely. For two years, I’d given her a black card—a limitless resource she never used. Not once had there been a charge, a withdrawal, nothing. She was a stay-at-home wife, with no visible income of her own. And now, she shows up with $10 million in cash? The Sophia In front of me wasn’t the same woman I had entered this marriage with. The soft-spoken, obedient girl who was barely more than a stranger had transformed into someone entirely different—a woman who now seemed to thrive on this newfound power. It was hard to ignore, even
Read moreChapter 5: Freedom and Revelations
Sophia’s Point of View The low hum of the engine echoed as I sped down the city streets in my bright yellow Lamborghini. The adrenaline from the meeting with James hadn’t quite worn off, and I needed a release. Tonight wasn’t about thinking—tonight was about being free. After two long years of being stuck in a contract marriage, of being someone I wasn’t, I could finally breathe again.As I pulled up to the bar, neon lights reflecting off the rain-slicked pavement, a small smirk tugged at my lips. This wasn’t just any bar; this was *our* bar, the place where Skyler and I had spent many late nights forgetting the world. I parked the car in front of the entrance, handing the keys off to the valet, who couldn’t help but gawk at the vehicle.I strode in with purpose, my heels clicking against the floor as the heavy beat of the music vibrated through my bones. The manager, a tall man with a sleek black suit, greeted me with a wide smile. He knew who I was, which was odd considering I hadn
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