Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ex-Wife's Secret: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“You can’t trust anyone in this world,” the gravelly voice declared from across the dimly lit room. The speaker, a shadowy figure with a scar running along his temple, leaned forward. His face remained obscured, but his words cut through the tension like a blade. “Not even your family.” Elias’s jaw clenched. “We already know that firsthand. Just give us the evidence.” The man slid a thick envelope across the table. “These are copies of financial transactions linking Selene Westbrook to off-shore accounts and illegal dealings. You’ll also find correspondence with a shadow organization. It’s all there—enough to bury her.” My breath hitched. Selene’s betrayal ran deeper than I had ever imagined. Seeing the proof in front of us made the nightmare we’d lived through feel even more real. “Why are you helping us?” I asked, my voice steady despite the storm brewing inside me. He smirked. “Let’s just say I have my reasons. But I’m not doing this out of charity. There’s a price.” El

"Elias, this is madness," I said, pacing the length of his office. "You're walking straight into her trap."He leaned back in his leather chair, a flicker of defiance in his eyes. "You underestimate me, Victoria. Selene's been playing chess, but I’m about to checkmate her.""With what? That secret ledger?" I stopped pacing and glared at him. "You think waltzing into the board meeting with some book of illegal transactions will magically take her down?"Elias stood, his powerful presence filling the room. "It's not just any ledger. It has everything—offshore accounts, fraudulent deals, and even bribes to certain officials. Once the board sees it, Selene's reign is over.""You're too confident." My voice trembled with frustration. "Selene's not some rookie who got lucky. She's cunning and ruthless. What if she already knows about the ledger? What if she has a backup plan?"His jaw clenched. "That's a risk I'm willing to take."I crossed my arms. "Well, I'm not. I can't watch you destroy

"Victoria," a familiar voice called, freezing me in place.I spun around, my breath catching in my throat. Daniel Langston. The man I hadn't seen in years. The man whose sudden departure once left a void I had convinced myself was never truly there. His blue eyes gleamed with a mixture of nostalgia and something far more dangerous—curiosity."Daniel?" I stammered, my voice faltering. "What are you doing here?"He flashed that same charming smile that used to weaken my knees. "Business in the city. But seeing you? Pure fate." His gaze flickered to my stomach, his brows furrowing slightly before he masked his reaction. "Looks like life has been...eventful."I instinctively placed a hand over my growing belly. "You could say that."His expression softened. "I heard about everything. The scandal, the divorce... I'm sorry, Victoria. You deserved better."The weight of his words pressed against my chest. Hearing sympathy from someone who once held a piece of my heart stirred emotions I wasn

"We can't stay here," Elias said, gripping the steering wheel as we sped down the dark, empty highway. His jaw was clenched, tension radiating from every muscle in his body. The windshield wipers beat furiously against the rain, but it did little to clear the chaos outside—or inside. "They'll come after us again."I pressed a trembling hand against my stomach, where my heart raced faster than the storm around us. "You think Selene is behind this?"His silence was answer enough."I don't understand," I said, my voice cracking. "She’s your sister, Elias. Why would she—""Greed," he cut me off sharply. "Jealousy. Selene always wanted control. And if she’s aligned with the syndicate Daniel mentioned, we’re dealing with more than just family drama. This is war."The weight of his words hung between us, suffocating. I glanced at the rearview mirror, half-expecting headlights to appear, hunting us down. The memory of the sniper's bullet shattering the window replayed in my mind, vivid and te

“I can't believe we’re actually doing this,” I whispered, my breath visible in the cold night air. My pulse raced as we crouched behind a shipping container at the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Shadows danced under dim industrial lights, casting eerie shapes across the cracked concrete.“Neither can I,” Elias murmured, his voice low and tense. He pulled me closer, his eyes scanning the area. “Stay close to me, Victoria. If things go wrong, we run—got it?”I nodded, though my legs felt like jelly. We’d uncovered enough evidence in the coded documents to lead us here—a clandestine meeting involving Selene and a group of shadowy figures who seemed intent on draining Westbrook Industries dry. It was risky, but this was our chance to gather concrete evidence against her.“Elias, are you sure about this?” I whispered. “We could have just gone straight to the authorities.”He shook his head, his jaw tightening. “We need undeniable proof. The kind that will bury Selene onc