All Chapters of Taming the Devil: After Divorce, Tangled Up in You: Chapter 91 - Chapter 99

Although Rosie had told him very little, Sebastian knew one thing with absolute certainty.She hadn't been happy for a very long time.Ten years, she'd said.Ten years of something painful enough that she'd rather bury it than speak of it.Sebastian stared up at the ceiling, one arm behind his head."I need to find out what happened," he muttered into the darkness.If Rosie refused to tell him, he'd have to uncover the truth himself.Because whatever had happened during the decade he'd spent away from home, it had left scars. Deep ones.The image of her sitting on the sofa flashed through his mind again—white-faced, trembling, yet somehow finding the courage to stand up to him.It didn't fit the Rosie he thought he knew.His jaw tightened.And if Charles had really done something to her...A cold smile touched his mouth."What then?"The answer came immediately.Nothing changes.He was already planning to tear down his brother's empire. That much had never been in doubt.But if Charle

Charles selected his suit, tie, shirt, trousers, cufflinks and shoes with growing irritation.He hated doing this himself.It was exactly the sort of mundane task that should have been handled by someone else—someone paid to anticipate his needs before he voiced them. Yet every replacement he'd hired had failed spectacularly.Every single one except Rosie.And Rosie was currently hiding from him, most likely in some wealthy old man's bed.His jaw tightened.“This is supposed to be her job,” he muttered. “Ungrateful woman. She has no idea how much I did for her.”As much as he despised admitting it, Rosie had managed the mansion flawlessly.Everything had run smoothly when she was there.Now it didn't.The head maid wasn't half as competent, and every week seemed to bring another problem requiring his attention. Between running Sterling Holdings and dealing with endless household inefficiencies, Charles found himself irritated from the moment he woke up.He could have moved into one of

Charles studied Sebastian across the desk.On the surface, his younger brother looked perfectly composed. Relaxed shoulders. Steady gaze. Not a flicker of uncertainty.But Charles knew him too well.Every so often, Sebastian took a shallow breath before speaking. A tiny tell, barely noticeable unless you were looking for it.He was nervous.Interesting.Perhaps there was more truth to Charles's suspicions than he'd first thought.The possibility that Sebastian harboured ambitions of his own wasn't remotely alarming. If anything, Charles found it amusing.If Sebastian wanted influence within the Sterling empire, he could have it. If he wanted a larger share of the family businesses, Charles would hardly object. The company was vast enough for both of them.They were brothers.And Sebastian had already proven he could build something successful without relying on the Sterling name.All he had to do was ask.Instead, he seemed determined to play a game.To prove something.Charles suppre

Charles swiftly brushed aside the uncomfortable feeling and replied, “She is a gold-digger. That's why she left me. She doesn't think my money is enough to satisfy her ambitions and pointless spending. Stop asking questions about her, Sebastian. You're beginning to irritate me.”“Sorry, Big brother...” Sebastian apologised, giving his shoulder a light pat. “I was only curious.”“Hm. Just don't make me angry whilst we're supposed to be enjoying ourselves.”Charles started the buggy again and continued driving.Sebastian stared out across the vast green course, but his thoughts were elsewhere.He already suspected his brother was lying about Rosie being a gold-digger. Charles had never tolerated women who chased money. He used them, discarded them, and moved on without a second thought. Even Miranda had never been anything more than a convenience.So why had Rosie been different?If Rosie isn't a gold-digger, then why did she leave?His jaw tightened.Was it really abuse? Did my brother