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My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 19: Alliance Of Ambition
James leaned back in his leather chair, the tension in his shoulders betraying his outward calm. A crisp stack of documents sat on his desk, its bolded figures blurring under his sharp gaze. The offer from the board was too good to be true—a staggering buyout that promised wealth for all involved. But the fine print was unmistakable: agreeing meant relinquishing control of the company he had painstakingly built. This wasn’t just business; it was betrayal disguised as opportunity. The board, long resentful of James’s dominant hold, clearly saw this as their chance to strip him of power. He clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. Losing was not an option.Moments later, James stepped into the conference room. The tension in the air was palpable, the polished marble floor reflecting his determined stride. The board sat stiffly, their expressions carefully blank, but one figure at the head of the table sent a jolt through James. Lenox. James’s stomach turned. Lenox’s reputation precede
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 20: The Fight Within
Maxwell woke to the sharp, relentless buzz of his alarm. His phone blinked on the nightstand, vibrating insistently. Groaning, he grabbed it, blinking away the haze of sleep until the words on the screen came into focus: “6:00 a.m. Gym session with Alfred."He exhaled heavily and swung his legs over the bed, every muscle in his body protesting. Yesterday’s sparring had been brutal; each punch and block now etched into his aching limbs. As he stood, a sharp pain shot from his calves to his shoulders, making him mutter, “Should’ve skipped the second round.” The thought of Alfred—always brimming with inexhaustible energy—waiting for another grueling session filled Maxwell with reluctant determination. Their sparring had become a ritual, a weekly test of endurance, but today, he wasn’t sure if his body would cooperate. Dragging himself to the bathroom, he caught his reflection in the mirror: disheveled hair, dark circles under his eyes, and a faint bruise on his jaw—a souvenir from
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 21: Corp of Betrayal
Emma rested her head on James’s chest, her breaths soft and steady. The physiotherapy session had drained her, leaving her weary but strangely at peace in his arms. The sterile hospital room felt less cold when she was wrapped in his warmth. The faint hum of the air conditioning filled the silence, a steady backdrop to the rhythmic beating of his heart. James brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering longer than necessary. The bruises on her body had faded, but the invisible scars remained. She didn’t talk about the pain anymore, but he could see it in the way her eyes clouded over at times, as if revisiting some dark memory. He wondered if his presence helped her, even a little. Her hand rested on his chest, fingers curling lightly, when his phone buzzed on the nightstand. He glanced at the screen, and his stomach tightened. Lenox.“Sorry,” he murmured, kissing her hair as he gently shifted her off him. “I need to take this.” Emma opened her eyes, her
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 22: The Gathering Storm
Alfred tightened the laces on his sneakers, grabbed his gym bag, and took a deep breath. Morning workouts were a sacred ritual—a rare moment of peace away from the relentless pressures of the clan’s politics. He slung the bag over his shoulder, ready to leave, when the creak of his father’s door shattered the early morning stillness. Alfred frowned. His father, Marcus, rarely rose before nine. A man of strict routine, Marcus treated dawn as his personal sanctuary for rest. Alfred hesitated, then set his bag down and stepped into the hall. There stood Marcus, impeccably dressed in a gray suit and wearing the silver lapel pin that symbolized his high status within the clan. “What’s going on?” Alfred asked, his voice tinged with concern. Marcus looked at him with an expression that was both stoic and heavy with purpose. “Alphonse has called an emergency summit.” “An emergency summit? At this hour? Why?” Alfred’s suspicion flared immediately. Marcus shook his head. “He didn’t
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 23: The Oath Of Blood
Maxwell paced his room, restless. the events of the evening weighing heavily on his mind. After returning home, he’d taken a long shower, hoping to wash away the stress and clear his thoughts. He changed into clean clothes, but the sense of unease lingered. He glanced at his phone and, after an hour of deliberation, he dialed Alfred.The call was brief but informative. Alfred confirmed that Marcus was safe and unharmed, though the news wasn’t without its cost. “One of the guards was killed during the escape,” Alfred said .The guard’s death was the final straw. Lenox and his uncle Alphonse had crossed a line. He was enraged and wanted to act but retained his calm exterior. “Prepare the car, We’re going to Marcus’ house,” he said to Jackson who was helping himself to some coffee.Jackson nodded without question, his stoic expression a reflection of his loyalty. The drive was tense, the silence in the car was only broken by the hum of the engine. Maxwell stared out the window, his min
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 24: Stolen Hope
Emma woke to a peculiar sensation in her leg, an itch that shouldn’t have been possible. Still sleepy, she reached down to scratch her leg, more out of instinct than conscious effort. Her hand froze when she felt the unfamiliar warmth of movement in her left foot, the same one paralyzed in the accident. Two of her toes were moving.She held her breath out of excitement as she flexed her toes experimentally. First the big one, then the second one, a wave of relief and happiness flooding through her emotions. "Oh my God, "I can move them," she said to herself.The joy of this development , encouraged her to sit upright and swing her legs over the edge of the bed. Fueled by excitement, Emma tried to stand, but her legs betrayed her, she lost her balance and she hit the floor hard, pain shooting up her hip as she cried out. “Nurse! Someone, help!” she yelled.She waited, as her heart pounding. Footsteps hurried down the hallway, but it wasn’t Abigail, her usual nurse, who appeared. Ins
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 25: The Clocks Start Now
Richard tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles pale against the leather. The usual hum of the city streets around them felt oddly muted, drowned out by the mounting tension that had been building inside him since this morning. The hospital was just ahead, its white walls gleaming in the soft morning light. He flicked a glance at Fiona, who was rifling through her purse, her brow furrowed. “I hope Abigail is on duty,” she said, absently pulling her phone out and scrolling. “Emma always says she’s the best nurse around. I swear she knows how to make her laugh even on bad days.” She paused, her lips curving slightly into a distracted smile, but the sound of Richard’s phone ringing shattered the moment. The dashboard lit up with the caller ID: Chief of the Medical Board. Fiona barely looked up, but Richard’s gut clenched. Calls from the hospital outside of routine check-ins were rare—and never good. Keeping one hand on the wheel, he picked up the call. “Doctor? Is e
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 26: Shadows of Regret
Emma’s consciousness returned like a tide dragging her from the depths. Her head throbbed with a relentless ache, and her vision blurred, making it hard to discern her surroundings. Instinctively, she tried to lift her arms, but they refused to move. A cold wave of panic washed over her as she blinked rapidly, attempting to clear her sight. This wasn’t a hospital, as she’d initially hoped. The walls were covered in graffiti, their dark, peeling paint a stark contrast to the metallic tang of rust and blood saturating the air. It wasn’t old blood. It was fresh.Her heart slammed against her ribcage as her gaze landed on him—Kenneth. He lay crumpled on the ground a few feet away, his lifeless body pale and stiff. A dark, wet stain spread across his chest, the pool of blood beneath him evidence of his violent end. His eyes, frozen wide in terror, revealed everything she needed to know: Kenneth was dead. A scream clawed its way up her throat but died before escaping. Fear gripped her
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Chapter 97
Katherine came out of her room a few minutes past ten. She cried herself to sleep.She noticed the house was quiet. She came downstairs and asked the maid about Maxwell and she informed her that he had left about an hour ago.Disappointed that she wouldn't get to express herself to Maxwell she went back upstairs. Waking into his room, she opened the walk in closet and began to pack her clothes and shoes into the guest bedroom at the end of the hall. She invited one of the guards to help her arrange them and instructed the maid to get her fresh linen curtains to brighten up her room.By the time she was done setting the bedroom up, she took a shower and got dressed. She asked the guard who had helped her get the room ready to drive her to the city mall.Upon arrival he accompanied her inside and carried the shopping bags from each store she purchased items from. For the first time in a while, Katherine had decided to go on a shopping spree, dresses, shoes and jewelry all of which were e
Chapter 96
Dawn had barely broken when the sounds of boots crushing the dried grass underneath them were heard. Tactically Lenox's mercenaries circled the perimeter of Nathan's compound. In their hands we're assault rifles with silencers to mask the sound of the gunshots. They were dressed in all black and wore masks that covered their faces except for their eyes.Unfortunately their stealthy approach wouldn't last long as Nathan's compound was wired with motion sensors and as soon as they breached the perimeter the alarm went off.Immediately the guards we're alerted and they took their defensive position against the intruders. But these were simple men who barely had any tactical or combat training. Unlike the mercenaries who had trained most of their lives for these.The rained hell upon Nathan's guard in form of bullets as the tore through their defenses. Nathan on the other hand was prepared for this kind of situation as he had been raided by the DEA in the past. He had a safe room that h
Chapter 95
"Wow, no wonder you couldn't wait to get me out of town. Now I know why. You're such a fucking piece of shit Maxwell, you know that. And to think I left Ohio and came down here to be with you while you're fighting a war," Katherine said as she stared at Maxwell. The vein in her forehead was apparently and it was glaring that she was furious. Before Maxwell could say a word. She tossed her hand bag at his head. Maxwell raised his hands in defense. He wanted to speak but deep down he knew there was no way he could defend himself especially in this sort of situation. What was his going to say? What was going to be his excuse?"And you? I knew deep down all you wanted was to get back in his bed. I knew I was right to be wary and on my guard whenever you were around, well you finally got what you wanted right? Get dressed and get the fuck out of our house this minute," Katherine yelled as she turned towards Emma.Emma's eyes turned to Maxwell as she expected him to speak or try to calm K
Chapter 94
Maxwell and Alfred finished up their meeting with Jackson a little later than they had expected. Some of Jackson's contacts had ties to the drug world and brought Jackson's attention to Lenox's dealings with Nathan. "He's gone desperate, for him to stoop so low," Maxwell said to Alfred as they walked back into the house. Their conversation was cut short as they walked into the living room to find Emma asleep on the couch."I had almost forgotten she was here, I figured she would have gone home while we were with Jackson," Maxwell said.Alfred simply gave him a sarcastic look and patted him on the shoulder, "Do you want me to handle it?" He asked with a calm tone."No it's fine," Maxwell replied. Alfred turned towards the path that led to his room and walked away. He had told Max that he wouldn't be having dinner with them on the account of the burger he had earlier that day.Maxwell walked over and tried to calmly wake Emma up but she didn't respond. In truth Emma wasn't that sleep
Chapter 93
When Lenox heard about the death of two of his Faction members. He was in between feelings. He was both angry but at the same time relieved. Their deaths meant he didn't have to pay back the money he owed them but it also meant he and Oliver were the only ones left on the hit list.They were on their way to the meeting with the Meth dealers to revisit the terms of their negotiations. Oliver had made the call for a sit down, even though he didn't like the idea of it.Upon arrival they met Nathan, the man they brokered the deal. He was seated outside the house having a smoke with a bit of whiskey left in the glass."You're welcome, please take your seats," he said to them as they got down from their vehicles. Oliver offered a polite smile in response while Lenox kept a straight face."Would you like anything to drink?" He asked as he observed the demeanor. They both declined as they took their seats and unbuttoned their suits. "So what's this I hear about you wanting to revisit terms,
Chapter 92
The sound of silverware against plates was the only sound in the dining room all afternoon long as Maxwell and Emma ate their meal. Maxwell focused intently on his plate, cutting into his food with precision, while Emma occasionally glanced at him, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions she couldn’t quite untangle.Every now and then, Maxwell’s eyes looked toward her, his gaze unreadable, but he quickly looked away. And for all his calm, she knew he was still very much attracted to her. And why wouldn’t he be? She had shown up uninvited, looking dashing and coming back into his life, a life she had walked away from only months ago.After the end of the meal, Maxwell slumped back in the chair, as if he was glad that it was over. Emma used the chance to ask.“What about Katherine?” she asked, her voice soft but intentional.Maxwell stunned, the sound of the name cutting through the already tense atmosphere. He placed his fork on the table, his jaw tightened. “She’s with her paren
Chapter 91
Emma couldn’t get the kiss out of her mind. It wasn’t just the kiss itself. It was the way Maxwell had looked at her afterwards, the depth of his eyes, and the unspoken promises lingering in the air between them. Ever since, Maxwell had filled every waking moment, and even in the very dreams. Her therapist, Dr. Grant, asked questions about her emotional state and even insisted on her talking about changes occurring in her personal affairs. But Emma hadn’t mentioned Maxwell since that day not once. She wasn’t sure why. Perhaps because she feared her therapist would disapprove.Instead, Emma had taken a more proactive approach. She was determined to see Maxwell once more, and not by coincidence. She decided at last to look into what time he had his next appointment scheduled. It wasn’t easy, Maxwell was a private man, and the clinic took confidentiality seriously. But Emma had her ways.The reception desk had a nurse who was fond of her. Emma capitalized on it. At the outset, she
Chapter 90
The morning sun had barely risen up when the sound boxing gloves swinging through the air filled the courtyard. In the heart of the manor’s courtyard, the clash of fists covered by gloves echoed. Maxwell and Alfred moved with practiced precision, sparring session was a symphony of jabs, dodges, and counter strikes. The two men had both gotten up early, every muscle of their bodies prepared for the fight following a weightlifting workout, which had made their muscles tight and agile.Maxwell, was slow at first but was beginning to pick up speed as he moved with finesse . Each step, each punch and each block showed his stamina was picking up. Across him, Alfred’s enthusiasm burned brighter, his every move was laced with an energy that Maxwell envied. It was clear Alfred was enjoying himself, every dodge and counterpunch seemed to ignite a spark in his eyes.“You’re getting faster," Alfred said, panting slightly as he ducked another strike.“And you’re getting predictable,"Maxwell
Chapter 89
Lenox had just acquired a new warehouse, since most of the former ones were compromised. He had twelve mercenaries posted there watching and securing the grounds. Inside the warehouse, he had built a few segments including a small container apartment for himself whenever he needed to be away or secluded.Outside, he had a few workers with counting machines and rubber bands counting and arranging money that was delivered from the meth trade. In just a week, things were looking good and business was coming back to life, but his mind could not get over the fact that Maxwell and Alfred were still out there plotting to get him."What the hell are we going to do about those two Oliver. You act like you're not bothered but just because they succeed in killing me doesn't mean they won't come for you," he said as he took a bottle of water from the mini fridge."I already offered the solution I could think of and look around Lenox, we're doing okay from it, you have enough money to buy more me
