Too Late, Mr. CEO: I Am Unstoppable

Author: Bu Gui

Chapter 1

Word Count: 638 | Released on: 08/05/2026

g into Eleonora's slende

er through the heavy oak doors of the

n the polished marble floor. She stu

cked her knees, stabilized her stance, and ripped h

houlder and shoved her down into the wooden chair at t

ow of the gallery, Chelsie Gate

s with a crumpled tissue. Her shoulders

eyes locked onto Eleonora. A slow, tr

ea crashed into her stomach, twisting h

cy scent of his cedarwood cologne invad

eeth, his breath hot against her ear. "You are a disgrace. You are dragging m

stared directly into the eyes of th

was only blind arrogance and a desperate nee

The ice crawled up her arms, seeped into her chest, and wr

clerkship for this man. In this exact second, the

dge's gavel echoed throug

he judge's voice boomed

. He loudly read the charges of illegal possession

ry. Dozens of eyes stabbed into Eleono

ed his arms over his chest, his body language screaming to

to her. He raised an eyebrow, sil

tate. She gave him a

ion, Your Honor. The defense has criti

iffened. A deep frown c

her throat. The color instantly drained fro

ve from the attorney. A massive scree

ition footage showed the dim, concrete walls

eyes locked on the screen, her face an unreada

ame. She looked over her shoulder, then us

bag. She pulled out a sealed pla

act frame where Chelsie shoved the d

oom went d

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“Seven years ago, I gave up a Supreme Court clerkship to marry the billionaire CEO, Jaret Burns. Today, he dragged me into a Manhattan courtroom by my wrist. He accused me of hiding cocaine in the trunk of my car. He stood protectively near Chelsie, the woman crying fake tears in the gallery, and hissed that I was a jealous disgrace dragging his family name through the mud. Dozens of eyes stabbed into my back as the prosecutor loudly read the felony charges. Jaret took a deliberate step away from my chair, crossing his arms to distance himself from a criminal. He looked at me with blind arrogance, completely trusting the woman who had actually framed me. He had no idea my defense attorney was holding a USB drive with time-stamped security footage of Chelsie planting the drugs. As the chilling realization wrapped around my heart, the ashes of my seven-year sacrifice blew away into nothingness. I had buried my brilliant legal mind to be his unpaid maid and trophy wife, only to be thrown away for a pathetic lie. When the judge saw the video, dismissed my charges, and had the bailiffs drag a screaming Chelsie away, Jaret finally panicked. "Nora, wait, I didn't know!" I didn't even look at his regretful face. I went home, left my three-carat diamond ring on top of the signed divorce papers, and scheduled an interview with the most ruthless litigator in New York.”