All Chapters of Ex-Wife Returns for Revenge : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Two years had passed, and Taylons Enterprises was a shell of its former glory. The once-bustling offices, with their global recognitions, now echoed with emptiness. Where hundreds of staff once trooped down the corridors with cups of coffee and bundles of papers, a few remained now, their footsteps sounding lonely in the space. Most employees were laid off months ago when paychecks started to bounce.Those who stayed, did so out of some misplaced sense of loyalty, or perhaps because they could not bear to watch the final collapse of what was once the crown jewel of the city. Gone were Taylor's immaculately tailored suits, now rumpled shirts and loosened ties; that voice which had been a commanding tone was now husky from too many cigarettes and too much whiskey. He often, this days, spent his nights in The Golden Rose, one of the most exclusive bars in town, where what little remained of the company's money was being blown in on expensive bourbon and rigged poker games.Sometimes,

The sun was gradually retarding for the day, but its rays still filtered through the transparent window curtains of the Fury mansion.Sarah stood at the kitchen window, her fingers drumming against the granite countertop as she mentally calculated what they needed from the store. The refrigerator was almost empty, and Daniel had been asking for his cereal for days now.All she could think about was how her little boy went to school every morning, his face falling in disappointment.She moved into the living room, her heels echoing off the silent walls.Taylor was not in his leather armchair; neither was he in his study, to which he retreated every time the subject of their worsening finances came up.Her calls to his cell went straight to voicemail; each ring further raised the irritation in her. It was Friday, a day marking the beginning of his self-proclaimed three-day weekends, but she had still hoped he might break his pattern of unavailability.It wasn't until a search of the ho

The conference room was eerily quiet, a far cry from the bustling and vibrant discussions that once filled its walls. Now, only a handful of board members remained, their presence a painful reminder of Taylons Enterprises' slow and humiliating decline. Taylor sat at the head of the long table, his hands clasped tightly together. Beside him, Sarah sat rigid, her expression unreadable.He took a deep breath before speaking, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of unease. "I met with the investor's lawyer this morning."The few remaining board members canted their body weight a little into the table, their faces apportioned equally in anticipation and dread."The investor is offering nine hundred million dollars," Taylor continued. "But in return they want seventy percent ownership of the company."A moment of stunned silence.Then the room erupted."Preposterous!" Mr. Ethan Caldwell, the gruff board member in his thirties who had only recently joined the board, slammed his

The conference room was suffocating with tension, the mahogany walls seeming to close in with each passing second. The weight of unspoken words pressed heavily against the air, making it hard to breathe, while the afternoon sun cast long shadows across the polished table. His body was shaking with anger, his mind reeling, unable even to conceptualize such an act. And now Nicole, his ex-wife, had every reason to hate him, the woman he once loved but betrayed, the one he threw out in the streets like a worthless piece of garbage was here to rip it all from him.His voice was raw, his tone low and sharp and edged with fury collected for years. "Get the fuck out of my company. Now!"That sounded like the thunder of war, banging through the silent room, resounding in echoes against the walls as the bursting of his tattered pride.With an audibly sharp intake of corporate breath, their expensive suits rustled in the shift. Just then, strained silent hush filled the boardroom, cracking

The car pulled up to the grand mansion, its towering structure standing as a testament to old memories. As Nicole gazed at the familiar estate, she felt a wave of emotions rush over her. Nothing had changed, from the neatly trimmed hedges down to the grand double doors. The air was just as still, with time itself seeming to have stood waiting for her return.But there was a strange peace that seemed to settle in her heart. Despite all that had happened, this was still home.She stepped out of the car and took a deep breath. She turned to the bodyguards and issued one curt command: "Wait outside."The men only nodded wordlessly, their alert eyes scanning around the perimeter as she made her way to the door. At the marble stairs, the heavy doors slid open, and Leo and Bella came out. At the very sight of her, Leo brightened up. "Nicole!" he exclaimed, dashing forward to fold her in a warm hug.The hug was warm, nearly too tight, and somewhat set her off. She hadn't expected him to