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Chapter One-hundred & twenty-nine

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Lydia stepped out of the heavy double doors of the ICU wing, her heels clicking sharply against the polished hospital floor. Her heart was still racing, but the weight of Charlie’s black titanium Centurion card resting inside her designer purse gave her an intoxicating rush of absolute power.

She walked into the quiet waiting area where her parents, Silas and Beatrice, were standing near the window, speaking in hushed, frantic whispers. Evelyn Vane sat a few feet away, her posture rigid, her ey
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  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter one-hundred & forty

    The suffocating weight of a thousand eyes pressed down on Elara as she stood in the center of the Grand Ballroom's carpeted aisle. The blinding flashes of the media cameras continued to explode in her face, their white-hot glare reflecting off her liquid-obsidian gown. The murmurs of the elite guests rose in a chaotic, ugly tide, filling the vast hall with a terrible, buzzing energy.Beside her, Tyler Hawthorne’s towering frame was rigid with an explosive, lethal tension. His jaw was clenched so tightly that the muscles in his cheek strove against his skin. His dark eyes were fixed on Elena with a murderous, terrifying focus that could have stopped a man's heart. He was ready to call his elite private military contractors to tear the woman to pieces right there on the red carpet. But Elara's hand remained tightly clasped in his, her slender fingers applying a steady, grounding pressure.She took a slow, deep breath, letting the initial wave of confusion wash out of her system. She loo

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter one-hundred & thirty nine

    The grand ballroom was frozen in a state of absolute, breathless suspension. The high definition cameras of the global media were still flashing in a relentless, blinding storm, capturing Elara as she stood at the back of the hall in her liquid obsidian gown.On the stage, Charlie and Lydia stood paralyzed, their faces pale and drawn. Evelyn Vane had not recovered from the shock of seeing Elara introduced as the supreme CEO and global owner of the parent holding company that had just swallowed Charlie’s entire life savings. Her cold, blue eyes were wide, her manicured fingers digging into the edge of the mahogany table as the reality of her family’s complete ruin stared her in the face.But just as Elara took her first step down the long, carpeted center aisle, the heavy side doors of the ballroom were suddenly pushed open with an aggressive, dramatic force.Elena walked in, just like she timed it.She was dressed in a sharp, structured designer suit, her face a mask of calculated, ve

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter one hundred & thirty eight

    The gilded, crystal trimmed walls of the Grand Ballroom's private VIP corridor echoed with the muted, rhythmic bass of the classical symphony playing inside the main hall. The clock on the wall showed exactly 9:05 PM. The atmosphere was thick with a toxic, electric tension that made every breath feel like inhaling glass.Slipping away from Charlie’s side while he sat in a daze on the velvet lounge sofa, Lydia hurried down the private corridor. Her emerald-green gown swept across the marble floor, the heavy, strategic silicone padding around her waistline shifting slightly under the structured fabric. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird.She opened the door of the empty, gold-accented VIP restroom, slipped inside, and locked the heavy door with a sharp, metallic click.Panting heavily, her pale face slick with a thin layer of cold sweat, Lydia reached deep into the hidden satin pocket of her gown and pulled out her encrypted burner phone. Her fingers shook violently

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter one-hundred & thirty-seven

    The grand facade of the Manhattan Gala Center was a dazzling spectacle of towering glass columns, glittering crystal arches, and blinding floodlights that pierced the cold, foggy night sky. It was exactly 8:00 PM on Saturday, and the heavy, brass-trimmed double doors of the venue had officially swung open.The elite of the international business world, billionaire investors, and high-society royalty were already arriving in a continuous, glittering parade of luxury limousines and sleek sports cars. The red carpet rolled out from the curb was flanked on both sides by hundreds of shouting paparazzi, flashing cameras, and national news reporters holding microphones, their voices a chaotic, deafening roar against the chilly autumn wind.A few minutes after the doors opened, a sleek, heavily armored black Vane limousine pulled up directly to the VIP entrance. The paparazzi went absolutely wild, the flashing of their cameras illuminating the wet pavement like a continuous storm of lightning

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter one-hundred & thirty-six ( The Morning of the gala)

    A cold, misty grey dawn broke over Manhattan on Saturday morning, wrapping the towering skyscrapers in a heavy shroud of fog. The final countdown had officially begun. In twelve hours, the grand ballroom would open its doors, and the fate of the Vane dynasty would be sealed.Inside the quiet, spacious warmth of the Chelsea penthouse, the atmosphere was peaceful but highly charged with a silent, lethal anticipation.Elara’s personal head tailor, an elegant European woman who had flown in overnight, stood quietly in the center of the master dressing suite. She was meticulously adjusting the hemline of Elara’s liquid obsidian, midnight black gown. The silk flowed like water over Elara's slender frame, catching the soft morning light. The structure of the dress was flawless, radiating a powerful, regal sovereignty that made her look like an untouchable queen preparing for her coronation.A few feet away, little Leo stood on a small velvet pedestal, looking incredibly handsome and adorable

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred & thirty four

    The quiet, romantic bubble of the Chelsea penthouse was suddenly and violently shattered by the sharp, high pitched chirping of the secure communications console on the mahogany desk. The digital screens flickered from their warm amber ambient glow into a flashing, crimson alert state."Tyler! Elara! Wake the fuck up and look at your screens!" Sarah’s voice boomed through the high fidelity speakers, completely breathless and laced with an icy, clinical panic.Elara’s laughter died in her throat. She exchanged a swift, tense glance with Tyler as they both rose from the sofa, the heavy gold embossed Vance signet ring on her finger catching the crimson glare of the emergency monitors."What is it, Sarah?" Tyler demanded, his voice dropping into a hard, commanding bark as he walked rapidly to the console, his fingers flying across the auxiliary keyboard. "We just finalized the digital presentation for the takeover. What's changed?""Silas Vance has officially lost his goddamn mind," Sarah

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter thirty seven

    Elara povpThe shower was the first thing I needed a baptism to wash away the lingering scent of hospital disinfectant and the memory of Charlie’s hand against my face. I let the water run as hot as I could stand, the steam filling the marble bathroom until the world beyond the glass vanished. I wa

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter thirty five

    The gold-embossed check lay on the sterile bedside table, a silent witness to a failed transaction. Dr. Vivian stared at it for a long, heavy moment before looking back at me with a gaze that remained infuriatingly steady."I told you, Mrs. Vane," Vivian said, her voice dropping into a register of

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter thirty

    Lydia leaned back against the plush hospital pillows, the picture of a fragile, recovering saint. She watched Charlie pace the length of the room, his phone pressed to his ear for the tenth time in an hour. The man looked ragged, his obsession with her "pregnancy" and Sarah’s silence turning his ey

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter twenty six

    The hospital corridor was a vacuum of sound as Dr. Miller drew a breath to speak. Charlie’s eyes were wide, his hands trembling as he waited for the verdict that would define his future."Mr. Vane, concerning the ultrasound results"Before the sentence could land, a piercing, soul-shredding scream

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