All Chapters of Comeback Of the Divorced Heiress: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Aubrey's pov ;The next day at the office, I sat at my desk, my fingers tapping nervously on the surface as I stared at the designs. I needed to figure out how I was going to explain the changes to the client.The designs they originally picked were stolen. They needed something bold—something that would blow their minds.Sophia, sensing my tension, walked over and perched herself on the edge of my desk. "Stop worrying so much," she said with a comforting smile. "They'll understand. You know what they need, and these new designs are out of this world. Just trust yourself."I let out a deep breath, leaning back in my chair. "I hope so. I'm just nervous. We've worked too hard on this for it to fall apart now." I bit my lip, running a hand through my hair as I stared at the sketches. "I just want to make sure they don't feel like we're backtracking."Sophia shook her head, her expression firm. "They're not going to see it that way. They hired us because they trust your vision, Aubrey. Th

Sage's pov :The man named Gregoty's sudden appearance caught me off guard, but I quickly realised he could be useful in my plan.That was until he turned his attention to Aubrey, his tone filled with concern. "Aubrey, what's the matter? Is everything alright?"How did he know her?Before she could respond, Ryder cut in, his voice laced with suspicion. "Do you two know each other?" His eyes narrowed as he glanced between them, trying to piece something together.Aubrey met his gaze with that infuriatingly cold expression she always wore around him. "He's a friend of mine," she said simply, as if that should explain everything.The way she said it made me grit my teeth—what kind of "friend" exactly?She turned back to Gregory, brushing off Ryder's question like it was nothing. "It's nothing to worry about, Gregory. Everything's fine."But it wasn't fine. I could feel the tension building as both men stared each other down, as if they were ready to go at it right there in the middle of

Aubrey's pov ;I walked toward the car, my heels clicking sharply against the pavement. I could hear Ryder's footsteps trailing behind me, his presence as unavoidable as ever. Just as I reached for the car door, he spoke up again."So, about that dress..." he began, his tone annoyingly casual.I whipped around to glare at him, my patience wearing thin. "Why do you care about my dress, Ryder? It's my choice what I wear."He shrugged, but there was a faint smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I'm just saying, it's a bit…distracting.""Distracting?" I scoffed, crossing my arms. "Well, that's your problem, not mine. I'm wearing this because I like it, not to impress you."He raised an eyebrow, as if challenging me. "If you say so."After a moment, I rolled my eyes and turned back to the car, sliding into the passenger seat. Ryder climbed in beside me, settling behind the wheel. As we pulled out of the driveway, he glanced over at me."Do you remember what you have to do once we get

Aubrey's pov ;Ryder just stood there, silent as a tomb, his eyes locked onto mine. The whole room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the inevitable explosion.Davidson's gaze bore into Ryder, demanding an explanation, but all I could focus on was the tension hanging between Ryder and me.This was it. This was the moment I had been working toward, the culmination of my revenge.Ryder was exposed, his dirty little scheme revealed to the very man he was trying to deceive. The deal was as good as dead. Davidson would break off all ties, and Ryder's reputation would take a hit that would be hard to recover from.So why wasn't I feeling the satisfaction I should be?I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my palms slick with sweat. I should be reveling in this victory, basking in the sweet taste of revenge. But instead, all I felt was a gnawing unease deep in my gut, twisting and turning until it made me almost sick.Why wasn't I happy? Why wasn't I savouring the look of betrayal o

—----------Aubrey's pov—----------I stormed into Gregory's office, not even bothering to knock. The door slammed behind me with a force that echoed through the room, but I didn't care.My heart was still pounding from the night before, from the guilt, the confusion, and the overwhelming anger that had been festering inside me.Gregory looked up from his desk, a calm, almost amused expression on his face. It only fueled my anger more. How dare he look so smug after what he'd done?"What the hell was that last night, Gregory?" I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. I didn't even wait for him to respond. "I told you to stop your men! I told you to call it off, but you went ahead with it anyway!"He leaned back in his chair, unbothered by my outburst. "Aubrey, calm down. I didn't do anything after your call. My phone died before I could hear what you were saying. Whatever happened wasn't my doing."His words hit me like a brick, but instead of calming me down, they only stoked the