Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 151

Alex’s POV

It couldn’t be him. It just couldn’t.

My mind raced, struggling to connect the dots. Daniel… Daniel, the Christiana dinner….was now this mysterious Mr. B?

who once didn’t

even have enough to buy

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I remembered him vividly as the young man struggling to make ends meet, the one who always seemed to be just one step away from drowning. He’d been nothing but an irritant back then, someone I didn’t think twice about. And now he owned Nexus Innovations? The same company that had risen to the top in a matter of weeks? That had stolen my spot and thrown my company into second place for the first time in years?

A sick twist of realization settled in my stomach. He hadn’t done this for the money. This was personal. This was a direct attack, and I was the target.

I felt my jaw tighten as Daniel began to speak, his voice confident and smooth, sounding across the room like he’d been doing this for years. He greeted the crowd warmly, throwing in just the right amount of charm to keep them hooked. The man had perfected the art of being smug.

I tugged at my tie, unable to shake the heat building in my chest. It wasn’t the room; it was him. Daniel Brooks. The man who wanted to take Christiana away from me, who clearly viewed me as a rival in every sense of the word. And here he was, acting as though he’d single–handedly conquered the tech world overnight.

The worst part was the way he carried himself…proud, self–assured, and completely unfazed. His eyes scanned the crowd as he spoke, but when they landed on me, they stopped. His expression wavered, betraying a brief moment of surprise, but it was quickly replaced with something that made my blood boil…a smirk.

That smirk wasn’t just a reaction. It was a challenge.

I leaned back in my seat, clenching my fists under the table as his gaze lingered for a second longer than necessary. Daniel Brooks. Smirking at me. The audacity of it was infuriating. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he wasn’t even trying to hide it.

“Sir,” James whispered beside me, leaning in slightly. “Are you okay?”

I didn’t answer, my eyes fixed on Daniel as he carried on with his speech. Every so often, he glanced in my direction, a faint smile playing on his lips like he was fully aware of the storm brewing inside me. The way he spoke about his company’s achievements, the bold risks they’d taken, and their unmatched innovation…it all felt like a calculated effort to needle me.

And it was working.

while I sat there seething. He didn’t even have half

tapped against the floor, a nervous energy I couldn’t suppress, as I watched him soak in the applause once more. My frustration was almost suffocating, with anger and something I couldn’t quite name How had he managed to climb

up his speech, his eyes moved toward me again. This time,

daring me

didn’t. But

grew wider, his

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an end, and I could still feel the weight of Daniel Brooks‘ smug performance tugging at me. People were filing out of the grand hall, murmuring praises for the so–called “visionary” behind Nexus Innovations.

head out,” James suggested

on the stage where Daniel was speaking to a small group of people. His easy laughter

crowd thinned, Daniel finally made his way toward me, an insufferable grin plastered on his face. He walked with the kind of confidence that made my

hand as though we were old friends meeting under pleasant

his hand. Instead, I stood up, my height giving me the slight advantage as I glared down at him. “What the hell are you doing, Daniel?” I asked, my voice low but edged with barely restrained

to be confused. “I’m not sure I

to the top and putting on this pathetic show like you’ve won. Do you

think this is?” He crossed his arms, his cocky grin widening. “Alex, this isn’t about business. This is about

voice sharp. “This is about you overestimating yourself. All of this…” I gestured to the now–emptying hall, “is nothing more than

a smirk that carried more venom.

to her because she’s the mother of your kids. But let’s not forget why you’re in this position in the

stiffened, my fists

mocking. “To be with your mistress, Bianca. Remember her? Or has your selective memory erased that part? Now, suddenly, Christiana’s back, and you’ve realized she’s successful, beautiful, and has two amazing kids. And just like that, you’re sorry? Giving her sob stories, trying to worm your way back into her life like nothing

words hit hard, and I felt my

love you. She loves me. Always has, always

I saw red.

my fist connected with his jaw in a sickening thud that echoed through the room. Gasps erupted from the remaining guests who had

grab me, but I shoved him away,