Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 95

Alexander POV

I sat at my desk, trying to clear my head from the thousand of thoughts. My office felt too quiet, too still, as though it were holding its breath. Bianca had been in that cell for days now, and I knew she was using every trick in her book, every connection she had, to find a way out. She had the power and status, a celebrity fashion icon with people ready to bend the rules for her. But I was determined to make sure she never saw daylight again.

The things she had done… they were beyond redemption. Kidnapping Christiana… but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was still missing, some part of the puzzle we hadn’t uncovered yet. And then the knock came.

“Come in,” I muttered, not looking up from the documents on my desk.

James stepped into the room, his expression tense. He wasn’t his usual composed self. Something was wrong.

“Sir.” he began, his voice hesitant. “There’s news”

I looked up. narrowing my eyes. “What is it?”

James swallowed hard, stepping forward with a file in hand. He placed it on my desk but didn’t open it. “You’re not going to

like this.

1 frowned, my gut twisting with unease. Just spit it out, James.”

He took a deep breath, then finally spoke. “The fire, sir. The one at Miss Christiana’s apartment a month ago… we’ve confirmed who was behind it.”

I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. I had spent weeks trying to figure it out, sleepless nights piecing together evidence with private investigators, pushing the police to dig deeper. Christiana and the kids had nearly died in that fire…if not for the quick actions of her bodyguards, they wouldn’t have made it out alive.

rage simmering beneath my skin. “Who?” I demanded, my

me, his eyes filled with discomfort. “It was

my lungs as if I’d been punched in the gut. “What?” My voice was barely at

the fire at Christiana’s apartment. She hired men to set it up, made sure it looked

clenched into fists, and I could feel the tremor of rage ripple through me. Bianca. Again. She wasn’t just a manipulative, conniving woman desperate for control she was a monster. A

find the words. My chest heaved as anger surged through me

on the floor, knowing full well I was on the

scream, to throw something, anything, but that wouldn’t fix this. I’d given Blanca too many chances. I’d believed that her obsession with me would fade, that she’d let go. But she hadn’t. She had gone too

than to

the desk, making the file jump. Bianca had orchestrated everything everything just because she couldn’t accept that I wanted nothing to do with her. All because she couldn’t stand that

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Chapter 95

of my children.

1 felt it in every fiber of my being. “She did all this because she couldn’t handle the fact

his face tight with sympathy. “It’s not your fault, sir.

should have known!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “I should have seen this coming! She was spiraling out of control, and I let

silent, knowing there were no words that

played her games for too long. She had crossed the line. No, she had obliterated it. And now, she was going to pay. There was

heavily, my thoughts racing.

this new evidence… it’s only a matter of time before formal charges are