Divorcing The Female CEO: Leon's Revenge

7. The Warning and the Fire

The night sky over Cloudcrest glowed an unnatural red, part from the haze of neon signage, part from the smoldering pressure building behind the city’s most powerful corporate names.

In the high tower of Vanguard Capital, Leon stood in front of a large LED screen filled with cascading error codes and firewall alerts.

Jason’s face was pale, his tie loosened, shirt damp with sweat. “They breached two vaults,” Jason said. “They weren’t even looking for money, they were after data. Names. Structures. Your ghost files.”

Leon’s jaw tightened. “Silver Axis?”

Jason nodded. “Zhou Ming’s digital signature. They came fast and deep. Whoever is backing him has military-grade tools.”

Leon remained quiet for a long time, eyes on the flickering screen. “Did they get anything critical?”

“No financials,” Jason said. “But one shell, Lyra Holdings, is exposed.”

Leon turned slowly toward his second-in-command. “That connects to Selena.”

Jason nodded grimly. “If they follow the money trail, they’ll link her directly. Which makes her a target.”

Leon walked to the window and stared out at the horizon. “They don’t want her,” he said quietly. “They want leverage.”

Jason’s voice dropped. “What are you going to do?”

Leon’s answer was simple. “I’m going to warn her.”

…

Selena hadn’t slept. Her once-pristine living room was scattered with printouts, coffee cups, and ripped-open mail.

The phone call from Silver Axis had shattered her already crumbling confidence.

The words rang in her ears like a curse, “They’re preparing to burn everything.”

She wasn’t naïve anymore. She knew exactly who they meant. And the fire was coming for her too.

A sudden knock on the door startled her. She padded to the entrance barefoot, heart in her throat. “Who is it?”

“Leon,” came the voice.

She froze. Part of her wanted to ignore him. The other part, desperate, frantic, rushed to open the door.

Leon stood in the hallway, suit unbuttoned, eyes sharp. He looked at her like someone scanning for injuries.

She didn’t speak. He walked in uninvited. “I’m not here to argue,” he said, heading straight to her table and glancing at her scattered documents. “I’m here to warn you.”

“About what?” she asked bitterly. “You’ve already taken everything.”

Leon turned, his tone cutting. “If I wanted to destroy you, Selena, you'd already be ash.”

She recoiled. He continued. “Silver Axis isn’t just a spy network. They're fixers. Cleaners. When they move in, reputations vanish. Sometimes, people do too.”

Her voice cracked. “Why me?”

“Because your name is on paperwork that links to Lyra Holdings. And Lyra led to the seed funding that made Starline.”

“So what do I do?” she whispered.

Leon stepped closer. “You either disappear, or you stand next to me again. Not as a wife. Not as a partner. But as a shield.”

…

Flashback, Selena and Leon in Shanghai, Four Years Ago

They’d stood atop a rooftop in the French Concession district, watching the world below shimmer.

Selena had said, “One day, we’ll own cities.”

Leon smiled. “And when we do, will you remember this moment?”

“Of course,” she whispered. “I’ll remember who helped me fly.”

…

Present moment at Selena’s Apartment. Now, Selena looked at him with tears welling in her eyes.

“I didn’t know what you were doing,” she whispered. “I thought you were… ordinary.”

“I let you believe that,” Leon said.

“Why?”

“Because I didn’t want you to love me for power.”

She laughed bitterly. “And now that I’ve lost everything, you think I can’t help you anymore.”

Leon stared at her. “I’m not here for help,” he said. “I’m here to protect what I once built, even if it’s broken.”

Selena’s voice was low. “Even if it’s me?”

Silence. Then, gently, Leon said, “Especially if it’s you.”

…

Later That Night at Vanguard War Room, Leon, Jason, and a few cybersecurity operatives gathered around a central table showing a live threat map.

“Zhou Ming moved again,” Jason said. “He’s bouncing through proxies in Monaco now. But he left something behind.”

He pushed forward a digital message intercepted from the last attack. It read, “He hides behind legacy. Burn his past, and you’ll see his truth.”

Leon stared at the screen. “They’re after more than business. They want my identity exposed.”

Jason nodded. “They want to unmake you.”

Leon whispered, “Then it’s time to stop hiding.”

He opened a sealed box in the center of the room, revealing a folder with a silver insignia: ARCHIVE I-0-7.

Jason paled. “That’s your trigger protocol. If we activate this, ”

“We rebuild,” Leon said. “Publicly.”

Across the World, in a sleek office in Dubai, a woman with silver hair and violet eyes watched footage of Leon entering Selena’s building.

Her assistant approached with a tablet. “Should we initiate contact?”

She raised a glass of scotch. “Not yet. Let the fire burn a little longer.”

“Do you believe Leon will survive Silver Axis?”

She smiled faintly. “I trained him. If he doesn’t… then he was never worthy of what comes next.”

…

At sunrise, Selena sat at her vanity. She wore no makeup. No jewelry. Just a black blouse, simple slacks, and a white envelope in her hand.

She left the apartment, envelope tucked under her arm, and took a private car to the Vanguard Tower.

At the front desk, she handed it to the receptionist. “Give this to Leon Grant. Tell him I said yes.”

The receptionist blinked. “Yes to what?”

Selena exhaled slowly. “To standing beside him.”

That evening, as Leon reviewed the envelope’s contents, handwritten details of every secret file in Starline, an alert flashed on Jason’s monitor.

Jason gasped. “They’ve gone too far.”

Leon turned. “What happened?”

Jason pointed at the screen. Zhou Ming just bought media time. He’s airing an expose in 24 hours. Not just on Starline, on you. Names, assets, your hidden identity… everything.

Leon’s expression hardened. “We need to shut it down.”

Jason frowned. “The only way to stop it... is to confront him personally.”

Leon closed the file and stood. “Then I guess I’m going to war.”