The revenge of the billionaire's woman

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her return, she had worked tirelessly to reach the position she was in today. Tonight she felt powerful, ready for anything. This feeling of mastery intoxicated him. Now she was no longer a shadow of the wounded and betraye

und she knew he would never expect to see her on. Until now, she had remained discreet, revealing herself only in certain exclusive circles, while keeping her ident

of the partner companies with which he worked closely. She had arranged for her offers to be unrivaled and inevitable. In

hey were ambitious. Together, they had built a solid foundation, a dynamic and feared company, although very young. When she entered the meeting room, ey

ny by the end of the week," she announced as she took her sea

siastically. "It's almost there. They accep

s for their next acquisition appeared. "I want this partnership to destabilize a certain gro

iking into her own professional territory, she knew that she would hit directly at his ego. She reveled in advance at the questions he would ask himself

al was clear: to make a lasting impression. She knew that news of her presence here would inevitably reach her ex, and that the aura of mystery surrounding

rtners and friends. He hadn't changed, that proud gait, that polite smile. But she knew that something in him would fade once he saw her here. She made her way to the bar,

turned her head slightly and began conversing with a man, another influential entrepreneur, who seemed captivated by her presence. Sh

roup conversation. He turned to her with a hesitant smile, clearly unse

nd an unexpected path," he ventured,

interesting," she replied coolly, before diverting her attention to anoth

evening. Perhaps he was looking for signs of the old Melissa in her, the gentle woman he had known and who had give

her arm. She turned around slowly, staring at her ex with a loo

erything we've been through," he began i

ence. She knew that he was saying these words without really understan

ne," he continued. "I wonder if.

e, which showed no weakness. She looked him st

"Maybe you just took what I offered you

is eyes, mixed with sincere regret. For the first time, she thought she saw

whispered, looking down as

e air without saying anything. Then she turned and walked away,

etrayal had left. However, she knew that she was moving forward, that she was rebuilding herself. And that evening, she won her fi

n ever. She knew the road would still