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My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-two
Andrew’s penthouse was bathed in the warm, golden glow of the setting sun as Emma arrived for their usual secret meeting. The luxury apartment, nestled high in the heart of the city, offered a breathtaking view of the city below. The richly decorated living room, with its furnishings and glass windows, was the perfect setting for their rendezvous.As Emma entered, she couldn’t help but admire the luxury of the place again. “This place is so incredible,” she murmured, her eyes wandering across the property.Andrew, standing near the expansive windows holding a drink, turned to her with a charming smile. “Glad you like it, Emma. But let’s not talk about that.”As the door closed behind her, Andrew approached, his chiseled features reflecting the turmoil of their situation. He drew Emma closer, and their lips met in a kiss that tasted of secrecy and resolve. Their lust for each other was the anchor in their strong bond of vengeance.They settled into the soft sofa, facing each other. The
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-three
Outside the Adams family residence, nestled in a quiet neighborhood, unknown to them, their every move had not gone unnoticed. The local police had been quietly trailing them, their sights set firmly on Emma and Michael.Inside the family home, the kitchen was busy with activity. Emma was sipping her morning coffee with a mischievous flash in her eyes. Michael was at the table, engrossed in his laptop. The muffled clinks of cutlery against plates created an atmosphere of normal.“Emma, you really should be careful,” whispered their mother, Elizabeth, her voice trembling. “We don’t want any more trouble.”Emma raised an eyebrow, her perfect sharp face in place. “Mom, you worry too much. I’ve got everything under control.”Down the street, Detective Harold, a sharp-eyed detective, was surveilling the Adams family from an unmarked vehicle. He leaned forward, squinting at his binoculars, making sure not to miss a thing. His partner, detective Ramos, muttered, “We’re wasting our time with
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-four
Amid the fading evening light, Emma nervously stood at the doorstep of her family's grand home. It was an imposing structure, a testament to their once-formidable status in the community. She inhaled deeply, knowing the somber news he carried would further darken their tarnished reputation.Emma had barely closed the door to the family’s grand but now strangely quiet sitting room when her eyes caught the sight of her family members all around the living room area. Her dark eyes welled up with tears, mirroring the shock that had seeped through her body when she received the news.As she entered the cozy living room, her sister Mary was perched by the window, holding a drink. Uncle Arnold was engrossed in a game of chess with his teenage son, the wooden pieces locked in a tactical pattern.Arnold’s wife sat by the fireplace, her eyes reflecting the dance of the flames. Emma’s throat tightened as she saw their blissful ignorance, their innocence still untouched by the calamity that await
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-five
As the evening sun settled, Charles and Norah decided to venture into the bustling city for a few essentials. Their trusted driver, Derek, stood by the sleek black sedan, ready to chauffeur them on their errand.Norah, elegant in a flowing gown, turned to Charles and smiled. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a quiet evening out, Charles.”Charles, in a casual jacket, nodded in agreement. “Indeed, Norah. Let’s take a break from the constant controversy.”As they settled into the leather seats of the car, their minds drifted to the recent headlines, filled with slanderous tales set by the notorious Adams family and their rival, Andrew Garner. The media was ablaze with stories attempting to tarnish their image, painting a distorted portrait of their lives.“Can you believe what they’re saying about us?” Norah asked, her eyes reflecting concern.Charles sighed, his brow furrowed. “It’s maddening, baby. Fabricated stories, twisted truths… It’s clear they’ve declared war on our reputation.
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-six
Emma had spent time comforting her worried family, trying her best to ease their anxieties about her brother, Michael, who was still in police custody. She had promised them that she would find a way to help him, to get him out of the troubling situation he had found himself in.Her resolve firm, Emma decided to meet with Andrew that evening, her confidant and the one person she could trust in times like these. She prepared to meet him in his penthouse, a place where they could discussed discreetly, among other things.Emma, dressed in a sleek, dark outfit, stepped out onto the busy city streets, determined to seek solace in Andrew’s company. She hailed a passing cab and slid into the backseat, giving the driver Andrew’s address. It had become a familiar routine for her – the secret meetings to share her troubles and seek his counsel.The city’s bright lights reflected through the taxi’s windows as it raced toward Andrew’s penthouse. It was a luxurious escape from the worries of her d
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-seven
Andrew had always been a man of connections and influence. He was known to pull strings that others couldn’t even see, and that’s exactly what he intended to do for Michael. Michael had been entangled in a web of accusations, and for him to be able to get the Adams family’s help in bringing Charles down, it was his mission to set him free.The courtroom was abuzz with tension as the judge called the hearing to order. Michael stood there, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, flanked by his anxious family. Emma was there, holding onto their mother’s trembling hand. Mary tried to hide her tears, while uncle Arnold stood expressionlessly in support.As the proceedings began, the prosecutor painted a dark picture, accusing Michael of numerous crimes he knew he had committed. The evidences were there, and the jury seemed to lean towards conviction. Emma couldn’t bear to watch her brother’s life slipping away before her eyes.That’s when Andrew entered the scene, quietly slipping into the cour
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-eight
Charles sat in his study, surrounded by the scent of books and furniture. The news he had just received had left him surprised, unable to comprehend the unbelievable turn of events.He couldn’t help but shake his head as he read the headline again: “Michael Adams Released from Prison, All Charges Dropped.” It was a blow to his faith in the city’s legal system, one that had already taken a beating over the years.Norah cautiously pushed the door open and entered the room. Her brow furrowed as she saw the troubled expression across Charles’ face. “What’s wrong, Charles?” she asked, concern in her voice.Charles sighed, lowering the newspaper onto his cluttered desk. “It’s Michael Adams,” he began, his tone heavy with frustration. “He’s been released from prison, and all charges against him have been dropped.”Norah raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. “How is that possible? There was enough evidence to put him away for a lifetime. What happened?”Charles leaned back in his chair, runn
My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire Chapter Eighty-nine
As the sun rose, Charles and Norah’s cozy home stirred to life on a fresh Monday morning. The couple had spent a delightful weekend together, basking in the joys of their companionship. Now, it was a new week, and they looked forward to their responsibilities at Oscorp, the place where they dedicated their days.Charles with his crisp suit, rushed down the stairs, the faint scent of aftershave lingering on him. He found Norah, radiant with her warm smile and neatly brushed hair, waiting in the kitchen.“Morning, love,” Charles said, planting a quick kiss on her cheek.“Good morning,” Norah replied, her eyes twinkling. “I can’t believe the weekend went by so quickly.”The couple settled at the dining table where Martha, their faithful housekeeper, had prepared a breakfast before them, fit for royalty. The aroma of fresh coffee filled the air as they hurriedly helped themselves to the lavishing breakfast; pancakes, bacon, and a colorful design of fruits sliced.“Martha, this looks amazi
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Chapter Hundred and thirty
The legal battle against Andrew Garner had been challenging, but justice had prevailed at last. Back in their lives, the sun seemed to shine a bit brighter on the Griffins. The once-diminished credibility of Oscorp Enterprises and Adscorp Incorporation began to bloom newly again. The stain on their name washed away with the favorable court verdict, and the cloud of suspicion disappeared, revealing the true strength of their empire.In the days that followed, Charles and Norah extended a hand of friendship to Bella and Helen, the brave sisters who stood against Andrew’s hostility. Over coffee and shared laughter, bonds formed that was more than the courtroom drama. Charles, recognizing the potential in the sisters, offered them positions within his companies, Adscorp and Oscorp.“Bella, Helen, we believe in giving second chances. Your strength throughout this ordeal impressed us. How about joining the teams at Adscorp and Oscorp? We’d be honored to have you.”“Mr. Griffin, Mrs. Griffin
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-nine
Seated in the study, the air charged with a blend of revelation and determination, Mr. Higgins cleared his throat, signaling the commencement of his narrative. Charles and Norah listened attentively as the lawyer began to disclose the threads of the evidence against Andrew Garner.“Charles, Norah, meet Helen and Mark,” Mr. Higgins gestured toward the young couple who had just entered the room. Charles and Norah exchanged polite greetings, their curiosity piqued by the newcomers.“As I was saying,” Mr. Higgins resumed, “Helen and Mark here have been important in uncovering the truth about Andrew Garner. A day ago, we didn’t know he was behind the scandal, and now we have a wealth of evidence.”Helen, her eyes reflecting a determination, glanced at Charles and Norah before allowing Mr. Higgins to continue. Mark, the quiet and nerdy, yet supportive figure by her side, nodded in agreement.“It started with Helen seeking legal recourse against Andrew,” Mr. Higgins explained. “Our paths cro
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-eight
As Norah braced herself for the conversation with Mary Adams, her phone buzzed with an incoming call. Charles’s name illuminated the screen, and she swiftly answered, expecting a routine check-in.“Norah, abandon the mission. Turn around and come home,” Charles’s voice, usually steady, carried an urgency that caught Norah off guard.Confusion etched her features as she responded, “But Charles, I’m just arriving at the prison. I’m about to talk to Mary. What’s going on?”Charles, however, remained cryptic. “It’s a lost cause. We’ve found something else. Higgins has uncovered information on the person behind the media scandal. Turn back, Norah.”Curiosity mingled with surprise in Norah’s eyes. “What did Mr. Higgins find? Why the sudden change of plans?”Charles, in a hurry, replied, “I can’t tell you over the phone. Just trust me on this, Norah. Come home.”The mystery surrounding the situation deepened, leaving Norah torn between the mission she had embarked on and the mysterious revela
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-seven
Arnold’s eyes betrayed his sense of guilt, and after a brief pause, he retorted, “Legal or not, it doesn’t change anything. We’re not responsible for the rumors and strings being pulled against you.”Norah, though disappointed by the lack of a clearer admission, pressed on, “Arnold, if it’s not your family, then who else could be behind this? I need to find the truth, for both our sakes you see.”Arnold, seemingly unwilling to provide more information, clenched his jaw. “I don’t know, Norah. Maybe someone who doesn’t believe justice was served to us.” He said, with a smirk appearing on his lips.As the conversation reached a stage, Norah sensed the limits of Arnold’s willingness to cooperate. She knew that extracting the truth from the difficult situation surrounding their family would require more persistence and strategic moves.Thinking of Arnold’s sharp reaction to the mention of his family, Norah seized on the sentimental opportunity, and pushed further. “Arnold, maybe it’s your
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-six
Norah stood outside the prison facility, frustration drawn across her features. Determined to speak with Arnold Adams alone, she turned to the bodyguard at her side, "Wait outside. I'll talk to Arnold myself.”The bodyguard, unmoved, shook his head. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but my orders are to follow you everywhere. It’s for your safety.”Norah, unbelieving, tried to reason with him. “This is a prison, not a war zone. I need to do this alone, please.”The bodyguard, apologetic yet serious, replied, “I understand, but your husband insisted on this, and I have to do my job, ma’am.”Determination across her face, she turned to the bodyguard by her side. “I appreciate that, but I need to talk to Arnold alone. Please wait outside.”The bodyguard, firm in his duty, shook his head. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Griffins. Your husband instructed me to accompany you inside and everywhere, no matter what you say. I can’t deviate from my orders.”Disbelief reflected in Norah’s eyes. “Charles told you to follow me
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-five
Shaken by the unexpected aggression from Michael, Charles took a moment to compose himself before walking outside. The cold breeze outside the prison facility offered a difference to the heated encounter Charles had just experienced.Still in shock, he tried to compose himself, his mind replaying the unexpected aggression from Michael. Fumbling for his phone, Charles dialed Norah’s number, needing the reassurance of her voice.“Norah, are you there yet?” Charles asked anxiously as he tried to steady his breathing.Norah’s voice, a calming presence through the phone, responded, “No, Charles, there was some unexpected traffic on the street. I can’t quite tell what happened, but we’re a bit delayed.”Concern draw deeper lines on Charles’s face. “Is everything okay, Norah? Are you safe?” he inquired, his worry visible.Norah reassured him, “Yes, Charles, we’re fine. Just a minor delay. Don’t worry too much.”But Charles couldn’t shake the unease, his mind still racing with the recent alte
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-four
The morning sun settled on Charles and Norah’s home as they prepared to pay visits to the rest of the Adams family members in jail. The memory of yesterday’s fruitless meeting with Elizabeth Adams hung in the air, leaving an unsettling tension. The planned lies and rumors about the family company weighed heavily on their minds, and suspicion clung to the Adams family like a persistent shadow.In their elegant living room, Norah took a moment to connect with Martha that morning, who had always been a pillar of support for the family. Martha’s grandson lay diagnosed with cancer, and concern formed on Norah’s face as she inquired about the boy’s well-being on behalf of Charles and herself. Norah’s genuine care rang through the phone, bridging the emotional distance.“How’s your grandson, Martha? Charles and I have been thinking about him and your family a lot,” Norah’s voice conveyed empathy.Martha’s voice crackled through the line, “Bless your hearts, Mrs. Griffins. Your kindness has d
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-three
Inside Andrew’s penthouse high over the city’s skyline, he sat in a leather chair, holding a glass of old whiskey between his fingers. The silent glow of the city below reflected the satisfaction in his eyes. The media frenzy surrounding Charles and the alleged theft of the Adams family company dominated the news.As Andrew sipped his drink, the exciting news rang from the flat TV screen and displayed headlines that talked of betrayal corporate espionage. His lips curled into a smile, watching the chaos unfold like a carefully scripted play, his play. The reflection of the city lights shone on the smooth surface of the glass. A silent evidence of Andrew’s influence crept into every corner of the city.A knock on the door interrupted the quiet satisfaction. Andrew’s assistant entered with a tablet in hand, her eyes reflecting a mix of concern and curiosity.“Mr. Garner, the media is going wild with the Charles Adams scandal. Shall I prepare a statement for Garner Industries?” the lady
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Chapter Hundred and twenty-two
The imposing gates of the correctional facility appeared ahead as Charles and Norah approached, a sense of purpose guiding their steps. Inside, they requested a meeting not with Emma, the focal point of their previous encounters, but with the matriarch of the Adams family, Elizabeth.As they were ushered into a dim visiting room, Elizabeth, her face a mix of surprise and suspicion, greeted them. “What brings you here?” she questioned, her tone edged with caution.Charles, choosing his words carefully, explained, “We’re here to talk, Elizabeth. We want to understand why our names are being dragged through the mud, why your family is spreading scandalous stories about us, even while you’re locked up here.”Elizabeth, settling into her chair, regarded them with a hint of doubt. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she replied, her eyes narrowing.Norah, her voice steady, added, “We’ve lost our freedom because of the rumors. Our lives have been turned upside down. We just want to kno
