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Chapter 10: The Broken Crown
The invitations had been sent weeks before the scandals, but now Ashley saw them as her salvation.The Winter Rose Gala, the pinnacle of high society, where magnates, celebrities, and politicians mingled beneath chandeliers worth more than small countries. It was the kind of event that once revolved around her.Ashley stood in front of the mirror, her stylist fussing with the diamond-studded gown that hugged her figure. Her reflection was flawless: sleek, powerful, untouchable. Exactly the mask she needed.“This is it,” she whispered. “One perfect night, and they’ll remember who I am.”Clara, lingering nearby, looked uneasy. “Madam… after the Armitage disaster, after the messages… maybe it’s better not to appear in public so soon.”Ashley’s eyes snapped to her, sharp as knives. “Hide? Do you think Gordon’s hiding? No. He’s out there, walking through my city like he owns it. Tonight, I remind them all whose name they cheered first.”Clara lowered her head, defeated. Ashley’s lips curl
Chapter 9: The Poisoned Arrow
The night after Harold’s betrayal, Ashley sat in her penthouse surrounded by silence. Empty glasses littered the table. Her phone buzzed nonstop with alerts, stock updates, news commentary, whispers from the city she once ruled.She ignored them all, staring instead at Gordon’s face on the screen. A clip of him leaving Harold’s office played on repeat. Calm, confident, untouchable.Ashley’s hand trembled as she hurled the phone across the room. “No more,” she whispered to herself. “If he wants war… he’ll have it.”Clara, standing cautiously at the edge of the room, spoke hesitantly. “Madam, what are you planning?”Ashley turned, her eyes wild, but her smile sharp as glass. “If Gordon wants to play saint, let’s see how the city reacts when I tear off his mask. I’ll drag him into the mud with me. He’ll regret ever crossing me.”The next morning, tabloids across the city exploded with a story. “Gordon Monroe, Secret Past Exposed? Allegations of Fraud, Affairs, and a Hidden Fortune.”Ashl
Chapter 8: The Crumbling Mask
The storm hit faster than Ashley had imagined. By morning, her name was on every business channel, her photo plastered across every feed. Not the triumphant CEO she’d tried to present, but the liar caught red-handed.Ashley Monroe had gambled her credibility, and lost. She sat in her office, eyes fixed on the television mounted on the wall. A panel of analysts dissected her downfall like vultures pecking at a carcass.“Announcing a fabricated partnership was reckless at best, fraudulent at worst,” one of them said.“Shareholders will demand answers,” another chimed in. “Armitage’s denial was swift and decisive. Monroe Group looks unstable.”Ashley muted the TV with a trembling hand. Her temples throbbed. “Clara,” she said, her voice hoarse.Clara appeared at the door, hesitant. “Yes, Madam?”“Tell me the board hasn’t called an emergency meeting.”Clara lowered her gaze. “They… have. Tomorrow morning.”Ashley’s nails dug into the armrest of her chair. So they’re circling already.That
Chapter 7: A Reckless Gambit
Ashley Monroe was never one to wait. Waiting was weakness. Waiting was surrender. And she had already surrendered too much ground.Three days after the charity auction debacle, she summoned Clara into her office, her manicured fingers drumming against the desk like a battle drum.“They think Gordon humiliated me? Fine. I’ll give this city something to talk about. Something that buries him.”Clara hesitated, clutching her tablet. “Madam… what do you have in mind?”Ashley’s crimson lips curved into a cold smile. “A spectacle. Monroe Group will announce a joint venture with Armitage Financial tomorrow. A deal so grand it overshadows Gordon’s little stunt. We’ll flood the press, dominate the narrative, and remind everyone who still owns this city.”Clara’s brows knit. “But Madam, Armitage hasn’t finalized terms. Their board is”“hesitant?” Ashley cut in, her tone sharp. “They’ve been hesitant for months. But with the right pressure, hesitation turns into obedience. Schedule a press confer
Chapter 6: The Fracture Line
The boardroom buzzed with unease, the tension thick enough to choke. The fallout from the charity auction hadn’t cooled, if anything, it had magnified. Articles, gossip columns, investor chatter: all circling one humiliating truth. Ashley Monroe had been outshone.She sat at the head of the table, spine straight, crimson lips pressed into a firm line. Her nails tapped against her tablet as directors murmured among themselves. Clara hovered behind her, pale but silent.Finally, Ashley’s voice cut through the noise like a blade. “Gentlemen, ladies, what happened last night was a stunt. A childish show. Gordon wanted to embarrass me, and yes, he succeeded in drawing attention. But make no mistake: Monroe Group remains unshaken.”Murmurs of doubt. Harrington, ever the cautious one, leaned forward. “With respect, Madam… the markets disagree. Our stock dipped two points this morning. Investors see instability.”Ashley’s laugh was brittle. “Instability? Because of a necklace? This company is
Chapter 5: The Breaking Point
The boardroom at Monroe Group gleamed with polished marble, gold-trimmed chairs, and a skyline view that screamed power. But beneath the surface, the air was taut, directors shifting uncomfortably, whispers passing between them as they waited.Ashley strode in, heels clicking like gunfire. Her red silk blouse caught the light, bold, commanding. She slammed her leather folder onto the table, eyes sweeping the room.“Enough of this cowardice,” she declared. “Summit’s hesitation is a bluff. They’ll come crawling back when they realize they can’t survive without us.”The directors exchanged uneasy glances. One of them, an older man named Harrington, cleared his throat. “With respect, Madam Monroe, Summit’s decision was not impulsive. They’re aligning elsewhere. Rumor has it… Gordon Monroe is involved.”Ashley’s laugh was sharp, brittle. “Rumors. That’s all you people have? My ex-husband? The man couldn’t close a lemonade stand. He has nothing.”But Harrington didn’t look convinced. “Chair
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