Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Club Star Ex-Wife He Wants Back: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Lucas’s POVNotwithstanding, the tension between Mandy and me was still palpable as we stood in the living room, both of us watching Emily play with her toys on the floor. The weight of the situation hung in the air, a silent understanding between us that things were escalating, and we had no choice but to put aside our differences for her sake. "Lucas, I don’t know what to do anymore," Mandy’s voice was strained, barely above a whisper, but I could hear the panic in it. I didn’t know what to say. There were no words that could make this easier. Emily’s safety was at risk, and that was all that mattered. "We’ll figure this out," I said, my voice steady, but inside, I was anything but calm. Damian’s presence loomed over us like a dark cloud, and every second felt like we were running out of time.Mandy’s eyes met mine, searching for some sign that I wasn’t as lost as I felt. "You don’t get it, do you? I’ve kept Emily safe from all of this for so long, and now… now I have to rely on

Mandy's POVThe weight of the envelope Lucas had found still hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was unraveling faster than I could keep up with. The truth about Damian, the lies, the betrayal—it was all coming to light in a way I wasn’t prepared for.But what unsettled me the most was Lucas. He had always been a man of control, of precision, someone who could calculate every move. But now, as he stood there, holding that envelope with a look of determination in his eyes, I saw a different side of him. A side that was vulnerable, desperate even, to protect Emily and me.I had always known that Lucas cared about Emily—how could he not? But this? This was something deeper. He was willing to burn bridges, to confront the very people who had shaped his life, all for the sake of the little girl who wasn’t even his by blood. It was hard to ignore the emotion that swelled in my chest when I saw him like this, fighting for us.“Are you sure ab

Lucas's POVThe thoughts of the flash drive burned a hole in my pocket as I made my way toward Damian’s office. Each step felt heavier than the last, the urgency of the situation pressing down on me. I had the evidence. I had the proof. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the moment where I would confront him and expose the truth. But as I walked, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was stepping into something far darker than I had ever imagined. Not long, I arrived at his building, the sleek, modern structure towering above me, casting a long shadow across the street. I had been here before, but today felt different. However, the elevator ride up to his floor was silent, the hum of the machinery the only sound. When the doors opened, I stepped out into the polished hallway, my mind focused on one thing confronting Damian. His office door was ajar, and I didn’t hesitate to push it open. Damian was sitting behind his desk, as calm and collected as ever. His eyes lifted f

Lucas’s POVIf anything, the more I learned about Damian’s reach, the more dangerous it seemed. And as much as I wanted to protect Mandy and Emily, as much as I was determined to expose Damian for the monster he was, I knew we couldn’t do it alone. I needed help. And not just any help but from someone who knew Damian better than anyone else. Someone who had been burned by him.That’s how I found myself sitting in a dimly lit bar on the outskirts of the city, a place where shadows seemed to gather and whispers were the only currency. The man I was meeting wasn’t someone I’d ever expected to trust, but desperate times called for desperate measures. His name was Derek, and he had once been one of Damian’s closest associates before things went south. Now, he was a man with a grudge—and a lot of useful information.Derek had always been a mystery to me. He was sharp, calculating, and always one step ahead of everyone else. I’d heard rumors about him—rumors that said he was just as dangerou

Lucas’s POVThe clock was ticking. Each second that passed felt like a lifetime, the weight of the situation pressing down on me with increasing force. Emily was out there, and I had no idea where. Damian had her, and I couldn’t let him get away with it. Not this time. I stood in the middle of my office, the room filled with the tense energy of the small team I’d assembled. The investigator, whose calm demeanor had been a constant through this ordeal, sat at the desk, his laptop open in front of him. Across from him was the former associate of Damian’s, a man who had his own reasons for wanting to see Damian fall. His eyes were sharp, his face hardened by years of dealing with people like Damian, but there was something else there—something that told me he was just as determined as I was to bring this to an end.“Where do we stand?” I asked, my voice low, my patience wearing thin.The investigator looked up, his face tense. “We’ve got a lead. It’s not much, but it’s something. Damia