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My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 41: The Fall of the King
Lenox stood in the dimly lit control room, his fists clenched at his sides. The news of Emma’s rescue had hit him like a punch to the gut.The calm, calculated demeanor he was known for had shattered the moment his lieutenant informed him. His blue eyes blazed with fury as he replayed the humiliating scene in his mind Emma had been snatched from his grasp, his carefully laid plans in ruins.He slammed his fist onto the desk, sending the laptop clattering to the floor. "Who dares?" He growled, his voice was sharp and cold. "Who dares to betray me?" He questioned himself.The silence in the room was suffocating. None of his remaining men dared to speak, their eyes bowed downward in submission. "I'll find out, and when I do, they’ll beg for mercy they’ll never receive," he said in a sharp tone.Lenox took some of his men and stormed into the warehouse an hour later, his polished shoes crunching on shards of broken glass. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mingling wi
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 42: Shadows In The Council
Lenox stood motionless for a moment, staring at Alphonse’s lifeless body cold across the luxurious carpet. A part of him still couldn’t believe what he had done. He had crossed a line from which there was no return. Alphonse, the patriarch of the Silver Crescent Clan, was dead by his own hands. But there was no time to hesitate. Panic would only lead to mistakes, and mistakes in this world meant death. The room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock, a sound that seemed louder with each passing second. Lenox took a deep breath and began to assess his options.The thought of fleeing flickered briefly in his mind, but he dismissed it. Running would only confirm guilt. No, the only path forward was to act quickly and decisively, to take control of the narrative before anyone else could. He had to make it appear as though Alphonse’s death had been his own doing.Lenox scanned the room, his eyes landing on a coiled length of rope near the window. He moved swiftly, dragging
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 43: The Gathering Storm
The heavy air of tension hung over the room like an impending storm. The council had convened to discuss Alphonse's untimely demise, and though everyone maintained a composed demeanor, the feeling of suspicion became more apparent by Marcus' words.As the session was nearing its conclusion, the sound of the chamber doors opening brought the murmurs to a halt. All heads turned as a young man in a perfectly tailored black suit entered. His attire was impeccable, but what drew immediate attention was the silver crescent pin glinting on his lapel ,a symbol of authority recognized by all present.The man walked with a calm purpose, his polished shoes echoing faintly in the vast room as he approached the head of the table where Marcus sat. Without a word, he handed Marcus a sealed letter. The council members watched with curiosity, their eyes shifting between the newcomer and Marcus, who broke the seal and began reading.The room fell silent, except for the faint rustling of paper. Marcus
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 44: A New Contender
Marcus words carried the gravity of leadership, invoking both respect and contemplation. The crowd listened intently, their locked onto him.As his speech drew to a close, Marcus allowed a brief silence to settle, ensuring the weight of his message lingered. Then, with a subtle nod, he signaled Alfred, “Alfred,bring Maxwell here. It’s time,” he said in a mild tone observing the people around him. Alfred moved with purpose, disappearing briefly before returning with a young man who was unknown to most of the crowd by his side. Maxwell Arnold Quentin walked with quiet confidence, his tailored suit fitting him perfectly, imposing his composed demeanor. His presence was magnetic, drawing curious and appraising looks from the crowd.Marcus extended a hand toward Maxwell as he approached. “Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Maxwell Arnold Quentin, son of the late Archer Quentin, a name many of you hold in the highest regard,” Marcus said in a mild tone, but loud enough for those close
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 45: Unexpected Visitors
Maxwell stepped into his apartment that evening, his heart happy by a sense of triumph. The night had been nothing short of a step towards success. He’d just left a prestigious event reserved for the elite of the city's power brokers. To be invited was an honor, but to leave with the respect of its members felt unreal. He had navigated the conversations with ease, securing alliances and nods of approval , even from those who once saw him as insignificant.This was a version of himself he was pleased with, a man who could hold his own in rooms where power and influence dictated worth. For years, he had fought to be more than what others had assumed of him. Tonight, he finally felt he had succeeded.As he closed the door behind him, the quiet luxury of his apartment greeted him. Maxwell made his way to the bathroom. The rush of hot water against his skin was another refreshing feeling,washing away the day’s tension and preparing him for whatever lay ahead.He had just stepped out of th
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 46: The Weight of Regret
Emma had been admitted a week ago after her harrowing ordeal, and while she was safe now, the sight of her pale, fragile figure lying in that hospital bed was a constant reminder of what could have been lost. Richard carried the weight of that reality silently, while Fiona’s emotions hung just beneath the surface.Their visit to Maxwell’s apartment had left them both shaken. Seeing the man they had dismissed months ago transformed into someone commanding and self-assured was a reckoning neither of them had anticipated. But tonight, their thoughts were fixed on Emma. Maxwell’s past with her was a conversation for another day.As they approached Emma’s room, Richard noticed a commotion ahead. A man stood by the door, his hands gesturing in frustration as two guards blocked his path. The closer they got, the clearer the picture became. It was James.Richard’s steps faltered as his jaw tightened. Fiona, walking beside him, stopped dead in her tracks. Her breath stopped briefly, and her
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 47: Weight of Leadership
Alfred decided to use the narrow staircase to Maxwell's apartment, his footsteps echoing softly against the tiled walls. The evening air carried a cool breeze , and Alfred could feel it. Tonight was not an ordinary night, it was the night of the Silver Crescent Clan Conclave, a gathering that only the elite few had the privilege of attending.Alfred knocked on the door twice and waited. Moments later, Jackson opened it, he walked in to find Maxwell standing tall and in a black tuxedo. His hair was slicked back with precision, and the faint aroma of expensive cologne filled the room as he adjusted his bowtie in the hallway mirror."Cutting it close, Maxwell," Alfred teased, stepping inside and placing a small gift bag on the coffee table."Perfection takes time," Maxwell replied smoothly, focusing on his own reflection before he finally turned to Alfred. "What’s that?" He asked. "A little something for tonight," Alfred said with a smile.Maxwell retrieved the bag and pulled out a sl
My Darling Ex-Wife Is Unaware I’m Rich Chapter 48: Duel
The room was silent as Marcus stood before the assembled council and contenders. The air was thick with tension, and every eye in the chamber was locked on him. Clearing his throat, Marcus finally spoke, his voice calm but firm, carrying the weight of authority."After much deliberation,the council has reached a decision regarding the duel for leadership of the Silver Crescent Clan," he began.Maxwell straightened his posture, bracing himself. He felt Alfred's reassuring hand on his shoulder, but his nerves were tensed.Marcus continued, "While a duel to the death would be both traditional and, I admit, quite the spectacle, the council has determined that such an act would be inappropriate at this time. The passing of Alphonse Quentin still weighs heavily upon us, and further bloodshed would tarnish the dignity of this conclave," he continued.A few murmurs rippled through the crowd, but most nodded in understanding."Thus, the duel will proceed as hand-to-hand combat. Victory will be
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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
