All Chapters of The Billionaire Ex-Wife Returns: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The Next Day.*Morning News*“Late last night, a car accident occurred on X Road. According to witnesses, the accident was caused by brake failure, and the injured driver is identified as Vanessa Saxon, the president of Cortex Group. A bystander who provided video footage reported that the driver fell into a coma and is currently undergoing emergency treatment in the hospital...”Luca was shocked. After confirming that the injured party was indeed Vanessa, he postponed the morning meeting just to visit her at the hospital. His assistant looked helplessly at the pile of work left behind and muttered, “If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have acted like this.”At the hospital, Luca inquired and found himself in the corridor outside the emergency room. The area was filled with cries and the chaotic sounds of families and doctors discussing cases, making it uncomfortable for him.At the end of the corridor, he saw a familiar figure and a brigh

Richard rushed back through the emergency exit, looking flustered and gripping his phone tightly, as if he were hiding a secret.  Seeing him, the supervisor immediately yelled at him, “Richard! What gives you the right to slack off during work hours? Look at those interns with higher submission rates; they’re all diligently revising their drafts! What are you doing?! Huh? Useless!”  Richard had always been the type of top student who excelled in design but struggled with communication. After stammering for a long time, he finally managed to say something useful, “Um... I have a headhunter interested in me.”  The supervisor rolled his eyes, full of sarcasm. “A headhunter is looking for you? Then hurry up and leave!”  “But... but I still have drafts to finish...”  “Then why aren’t you hurrying to finish? What are you dreaming about?!”  Feeling a bit wronged, Richard softly retorted, “I’m not dreaming...” &nb

In the following days, Cortex Group successfully poached nearly ten people from K Group through headhunters.  Although this posed no threat to K Group—after all, such incidents occurred every year or two, and the upper management had grown accustomed to it—Luca sensed something was off.  “Look into it. Check if all the people who left really went to Cortex.”  The assistant was momentarily stunned, asking in confusion, “President Kensington, what do you mean?”  “Get me the investigation results as soon as possible, and arrange for me to meet with Cortex’s CEO.” He said this while looking out at the fiery clouds in the sky, a hint of warmth flickering in his eyes. He added, “Don’t mention my name.”  “Understood. I’ll arrange it right away.”  The study was dimly lit, a habit he had developed over the years, wanting to cherish each sunset, as if that was the only way to slightly melt the frost within his heart

The next morning, Vanessa had breakfast with Isla and felt happy seeing her appetite.“My dear Isla, make sure to listen to Sister Mariah today, okay?” Vanessa patted Isla’s little head.Isla turned to look at Mariah and playfully asked, “Sister Mariah, am I the most well-behaved little friend?”Hearing the little girl’s question, Mariah paused with her spoon and smiled, nodding. “That’s right, Isla is the best.”“Mom, did you hear that?” Isla confidently looked up at Vanessa.Vanessa kissed Isla and hugged her affectionately. “Mom will miss you, but I have to rush to work now.”Mariah took Isla’s little hand and walked her to kindergarten, only to unexpectedly run into Beatriz. Beatriz glanced at the two of them with disdain and continued walking past.Isla, who wanted to greet Ezra, instinctively retracted her hand.Beatriz was chatting and laughing with a teacher, and Mariah didn’t think much of it. She squatted down and sof

At K Group, Richard hurried to complete the new design draft, spending the entire day on it. When he reached the president’s office, ready to knock, the assistant stepped out.“The president has left. Just hand it over to me,” the assistant said.Richard shook his head, cautious. “No, I’ll deliver it personally tomorrow. I can’t risk the draft leaking again.”Back at his desk, after some thought, Richard decided to take the design home for safekeeping.Perhaps it was his designer’s instinct, but he couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching him—like he was being followed.However, every time he turned around, there was no one.The next morning, Richard received an unexpected message:"Let’s meet. I have information you need."The message contained the address of a restaurant, signed by none other than Vanessa!Distracted all morning, Richard finally gave in to curiosity and went to the