Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 161

Christiana’s POV

I was at my desk, flipping through a few reports Grace had left for me, when the door to my office opened without a knock. My head shot up, irritation bubbling, only for it to double when saw him…Daniel Brooks.

“Christiana,” he said, his lips curling into a smug smile as he sauntered in, uninvited.

“Daniel,” I said flatly, leaning back in my chair. “What are you doing here?”

He spread his arms as if the answer was obvious. “I’m here to talk business. I just flew in from Dubai this morning, and I couldn’t wait to see you. Thought you’d appreciate my dedication.”

Dedication? My jaw tightened. “Dedication isn’t barging into someone’s office uninvited. And we’ve already had this conversation. I’m not interested in partnering with you.”

His smile faltered, but only for a second. “Come on, Christiana. You’re being unreasonable. We’d make a great team. Your company, my resources we could dominate the market. You’re too smart not to see that.”

“I see plenty.” I said coldly, standing to face him. “And I see through you, Daniel. This isn’t about business. It’s about your obsession with getting involved in my life, Alex’s life, and my company. I won’t allow it.”

He blinked, clearly not expecting the sharpness in my tone. “Obsession? Is that what you think this is?” He chuckled, but there was no humor in it. “We’re friends, Christiana. I’m just trying to help.”

“Friends?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Not anymore. You changed, Daniel. You’re not the man I knew months ago. I can’t be friends with someone like you….someone who manipulates, schemes, and thinks he can control everything around him.”

His expression darkened, the fake charm slipping. “I’m trying to give you an opportunity here, Christiana. Don’t make me out to be the bad guy.”

“You are the bad guy,” I shot back, my voice rising. “You’ve been meddling in Alex’s business, undermining him. You’re trying to worm your way into my company, my life. It ends now

Daniel’s jaw clenched, and his gaze turned sharp, almost predatory. “You don’t mean that. You’re just angry. Once you calm down, you’ll see reason.”

“Reason?” I spat. “The only thing I see is a man who doesn’t know how to take no for an answer.”

He stepped closer, too close, his voice dropping to a chilling calm. “You think you can just push me away? After everything I’ve done for you, Christiana?”

up my spine. “You’ve done nothing but disrupt my life. Get out, Daniel. Stay away

it was twisted now, his eyes glinting with something unsettling. “You’re making a mistake. I’ve always been

me?” My voice was filled with disdain. “I don’t need your protection. I’ve been doing just fine without you meddling in my

stubborn set of his jaw.

My patience snapped. Without another word, I reached for the button under my desk

twisted in frustration. “You’re really doing

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of disbelief and anger.

I said firmly. “Because clearly, you don’t know how to

She looked flustered, her gaze darting between me and Daniel. “Ma’am, I’m so sorry. I

Grace, I said sharply, keeping my eyes

his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright. No need to make a scene,” he said, though his tone was anything

his gaze burning with unspoken threats. “This

said coldly, watching until the door shut

“It’s not your fault, Grace I said, though my voice was sharper than

course, ma’am. I’ll handle it right

storm cloud. I sat back down, my hands trembling

told me he wasn’t going to stop. But if he

the door as if it would swallow up the memory of what had just happened. But it didn’t. The weight of

so much in a matter of months? It was as if Daniel Brooks, the Daniel I once knew, had been consumed by something

when he spoke passionately about his dreams, his plans to rise above his modest beginnings. Back then, there was no arrogance, no manipulative edge to his ambition. He worked hard and

now? Now he was a shadow of that man. His sudden wealth, his growing power…they had corrupted him, twisted him into someone I didn’t recognize. Someone who

very idea made my stomach churn. To think