All Chapters of Ex-Wife Returns for Revenge : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Taylor leaned back against the stiff leather of his office chair, staring blankly at the spreadsheets sprawled across his desk. The numbers blurred together, meaningless. The ringing phone, the hum of computers, and the muffled voices of his colleagues had become white noise to him. Nothing held his focus anymore. His mind was a battlefield, and Nicole stood victorious at every turn.The humiliation of losing the Griffins Industries contract earlier that week gnawed at his pride. It wasn’t supposed to happen that way. He’d been confident, prepared or so he thought. But Nicole had turned the tables, leaving him stranded in a room full of executives with no answers to their biting questions.To add to his pains and frustration, the news of things he thought was buried flashed through all social media and tv channels, dismantling his company.Now, investors and clients were beginning to question his reputation. Many had already left. His company was on the verge of hitting bankruptcy

Leo regarded Taylor with thinly veiled annoyance, crossing his arms as he stood by the side of the couch. The calm that usually cloaked his demeanor was notably absent, replaced instead with sharp impatience.Meanwhile, Nicole did not move a step from her frozen position near the stairs. Her hands clung to the railing behind her, while her knuckles turned white as she fixed her gaze on Taylor for the first time in years and felt unsteady, the past breathing down her neck.Taylor leaned forward slightly, his posture one of forced calm. "I'm here because of the Griffins Industries contract," he said, his voice smooth but edged with frustration. "I know your company denied me that project, and I think it's only fair to understand why."Leo raised an eyebrow, his sharp grey eyes narrowing as he assessed the man before him. "Mr. Fury, if you were denied the contract, it must've been for a reason." Taylor's jaw tightened, his frustration inching closer to the surface. "Mr. Abrams, I've w

Veronica Fury sat on the plush couch of her expansive living room, the muted hum of the television filling the space. She hadn’t moved for hours, her teacup growing cold on the table beside her. It was playing on every station: news after relentless news, all beating away at the same unmerciful message. Taylons Enterprises was going under. Headlines of betrayal and scandal and bankruptcy screamed their protests as Taylor Fury's good name was dragged through the mud with ruthless force.Her hands shook, clutching the remote, as fingers refused to work for her to shut off the TV. "Fallen empire," they said. "A father's legacy, in ruins."She blinked hard, as if she would wish the words gone, but they would not be gone. They burned deeper into her mind.Her vision blurred, and her chest tightened with a sudden, insistent force. "No," she whispered, so fragile. "Not like that. It can't..."Then her body pitched forward, the breath catching violently in her throat. She reached out tow

Taylor sat in the large leather chair of his office, staring blankly at the ceiling. The faint hum of the city outside his window blended with the echoes of his mother’s words to start preparing for a wedding.Over and over again, the phrase looped in his head like a cruel melody, tugging at the fraying edges of his sanity.He pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled sharply. Marrying Sarah. The very thought of it sent a cold shiver through him. How had it come to this? A child. His child. At least that's what she claimed, though every part of him wanted to reject it. Not because it wasn't possible but because acknowledging it meant facing a responsibility he hadn't asked for.But mostly, the image of Sarah's unwavering gaze was seared into his brain. She'd stood before him, shaking neither from his accusations nor breaking beneath the weight of his anger. "The baby is yours, whether you like it or not," she'd said. And deep, deep down, entombed beneath the scorching bittern

Sitting alone in his car, Taylor stared at his phone, scrolling through the countless headlines plastered across every major news outlet. "Taylons Empire on the Brink: Wedding Bells to Save It All?" one headline blared. Another read, "Taylor Fury: Business Tycoon or Scandal Magnet?" Each word cut, chipping away a little piece of the foundation of his carefully constructed image. His jaw tightened, and he tossed the phone to the passenger seat, the screen going black.Who could have leak such sensitive information? He wasn't just disturbed at how quickly the information went out, but also that it happened from his inner circle.Taylor drummed his fingers on the wheel as, replaying all the events of last week in his head. One of those closest to him had betrayed him, and he knew he had to find out who.The car's honing brought him back to reality. He let out a deep breath and turned the ignition, headed for the headquarters of Taylons Enterprises. As much as he wanted to retreat