All Chapters of After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AlexThe study was quiet, save for the soft ticking of the antique clock on the mantelpiece. I sat at my desk, the warm glow of the desk lamp illuminating the stacks of financial reports and stock analyses spread out before me. My fingers drummed lightly on the polished wood, a rhythm of anticipation and calculation. The air smelled faintly of leather and aged whiskey, a testament to the long hours I’d been spending in this room. Outside, the city buzzed with its usual energy, but here, in this sanctuary, the world felt still—controlled.Bellion entered without a sound, his presence as steady and reliable as the ticking clock. He carried a silver tray with a steaming cup of tea, the aroma of bergamot mingling with the room’s other scents. “Your tea, sir,” he said, placing the cup gently on the desk. “You’ve been at it for hours. Perhaps a moment’s respite would do you good.”I glanced up, a faint smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. Bellion had been with me for years, a constant

SophiaNathan stands at my door, his expression carved from stone.The folder in his grip is thick, the kind of weight that speaks of buried secrets—my buried secrets. The sight of it coils something tight inside me, but I don’t let it show.Instead, I lean against the doorframe, tilting my head. “You’re out late, Nathan. Should I be flattered?”His jaw tightens. “Let me in.”I raise a brow, feigning amusement. “And why would I do that?”Nathan exhales sharply, as if restraining himself. “You should see what’s inside this folder before you get too comfortable with your little power play.”A bluff? Maybe. But I know Nathan. He wouldn’t show up like this unless he had something he thought could rattle me.I cross my arms. “Then say what you came to say, Nathan.”His grip tightens around the folder. “You think you’re smart, don’t you? Buying up shares, creeping onto my board like some parasite...”I smile. “I wouldn’t call myself a parasite. More like an equal shareholder.”His nostrils

SophiaNathan doesn't bluff.That's what goes through my mind as I stand on Alex's balcony, my fingers wrapped tightly around the phone. The call just ended a few minutes ago, but his last words hang in the air like smoke."Watch your back."A warning. A threat.I know Nathan well enough to know what that means. He's already making his moves. He's already planned how he's going to strike back.The question is—what's his next step?I glance at Alex, attempting to decipher his face for any inkling of concern. He stands with his arms crossed against the balcony railing, casually twirling the whiskey in his glass, but I can see the difference in his demeanor. The fast calculation in his eyes.He's thinking along the same lines as me."We need to prepare," I tell him.He takes his drink slowly before responding. "We already are."I blow air, messing up my hair with my hand. The weight of it all presses down on me, but I'm not going to let it get to me.Nathan's not trying to scare me. He's

Chapter Thirty-SevenSophiaVictory is a stealthy, drunken monster.I sense it crawling up on me, slinging over my shoulders, tensing my muscles as I move down the corridors of Carter Industries. The fight at the boardroom may have ended in a tie, but I am wiser than that.Nathan is breaking.He wanted to embarrass me, to depict me as just a foolish woman playing a game that was beyond my capabilities. But he did not anticipate me to be ready.And now?Now, he is on the back foot.The knowledge lies soft on my lips as I step into my office. Weeks have gone by since I last passed through these doors, and yet nothing has changed. The same antiseptic perfection, the same pungent scent of freshly trimmed flowers, the same lingering aura of Nathan's presence.But this office is not his.It's mine.I toss my bag over the desk and turn to the magnificent windows that open out over the city. Rain is threatening again, dark gray clouds rolling in across the skyline, battering against the panes

SophiaThe walls of Carter Industries' headquarters have never felt so cold.I sit at the huge, polished boardroom table, my fingers tapping out a rhythm of anticipation on the wood. My presence has already unsettled the board. My 29% stake's influence looms over this room like a gun ready to fire at the first sign of provocation.Nathan isn't here yet, but I'm not in any doubt that he'll come. He wouldn't risk missing this meeting, not after the destruction I've unleashed.I inhale slowly, my expression unreadable, serene. Beside me, Alex lounges in his chair, casual but totally in control. The picture of easy dominance. His gaze drifts to me, dark amusement glinting in its depths."Enjoying yourself?" he murmurs.I would be if the show started already," I reply just as quietly.The doors explode open.Nathan strides in, a storm in a designer suit. His presence takes over the room immediately, his face an impassive mask. But I catch it, the underlying flash of anger beneath his featu