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?”

despite the unease creeping up my spine. “You’ve done nothing but disrupt my life.

smile returned, but it was twisted now, his eyes glinting with something unsettling. “You’re making a mistake. I’ve always been on your side, Christiana.

need your protection. I’ve been doing just fine without you meddling in

faded, replaced by a stubborn set of his jaw.

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

to my hand, and his face twisted in frustration. “You’re really doing this?” he asked, his

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of disbelief and anger.

“Because clearly, you don’t know how

entered, followed by two security guards. She looked flustered, her gaze darting between

keeping my

guards moved toward Daniel, who raised his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright. No need

escorted him out, he glanced back at me, his gaze burning with unspoken threats. “This isn’t over, Christiana.

I said coldly, watching until the door shut

your fault, Grace I said, though my voice was sharper than I intended. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “Just make sure

course, ma’am. I’ll handle it right away,” she

tension lingered like a storm cloud. I sat back

a line today, and something told me he wasn’t going to stop. But if he thought I’d let him intimidate me, he was in for a

of what had just happened. But it didn’t. The weight of Daniel’s words, his obsessive gaze, lingered, heavy and suffocating. I couldn’t help but despise him…..despise

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

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 respected

corrupted him, twisted him into someone I didn’t recognize. Someone who

he could somehow take me away from Alex. The very idea made my stomach churn. To think I had once nursed good feelings