Too Late, CEO: Your Ex-Wife Is Gone

Chapter 4

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ng windows of the penthouse living room. The bright

as dressed in a sharp, professional tailor

. They were still sitting near the entryway,

e walked over. She picked up the

ped them directly into the tall stainless steel

held a cup of black coffee in one hand and

his dark eyebrows

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ator. "I am taking out the trash," sh

towering figure cast

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s of ice water. The cold liquid slid down her dry throat,

decided to change his tactic. He r

led out his wallet. He extracted a slee

he smooth marble island toward her. I

Julian told her. "Buy whatever jewe

ounter. "Consider this a reward to

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two fingers. Her expression r

a slow sip. He assumed he had successfully bought

flicked

rectly into the trash can. It land

card against the bin echo

ly. A dark, thunderous expressi

e grabbed her shoulder, his f

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h pure disgust. She stepped back

" she rejected him flatly. "

r. "You have no moral high ground to judge my ac

k out that door, you lose the Sincl

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vator. She pressed the button, st

Julian staring at the trash can. His a

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“Arielle barely survived a terrifying plane crash. Trembling and soaked in rain, she rushed back to her penthouse, desperately needing her husband's embrace. But when she opened the heavy door, she found a pair of cheap pink stilettos in the foyer. Her billionaire husband, Julian, was intimately drinking bourbon with the new network intern on their living room sofa. Instead of asking if she was hurt, Julian glared at her wet clothes with disgust. "You are ruining the imported Persian rug. Your tardiness embarrassed me." Arielle soon discovered the horrifying truth. The airline had called Julian when her private jet was plunging toward the earth. He knew she was facing imminent death, but he chose to ignore it for a routine board meeting. Worse, he spent that very evening flirting with his mistress in their home. When Arielle confronted him, he threw a black Amex card at her to buy her silence. He even abused his power as CEO to replace her veteran prime-time anchor with the intern. Looking at the man who once promised to protect her above all else, Arielle felt a freezing numbness spread through her chest. How could the man she loved for seven years become a cold-blooded stranger who didn't even care if she lived or died? The last thread of her love completely snapped. Arielle threw his credit card into the trash, signed the divorce papers demanding sole custody of their son, and walked out of his empire for good.”