Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 97

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 97 win her over

AUTHOR’S POV

Camilla’s bedroom in the White Mansion was in disarray, with broken wine bottles and shattered glass vases strewn across the floor. Among the debris were torn and ruined articles of clothing, while others remained intact but were still littered on the ground alongside the shattered glass.

The lady displaying signs of a mental condition is seated by the window, holding a beer bottle and a vape. Her face is completely flushed and marked with tear stains. Her makeup has been smudged due to the constant crying. She is filled with anger as her hands tremble, driven by the chaotic sequence of events she experienced earlier at the DW’s office.

Since she understood Alessandro, she only loved him and his money, but that woman snatched everything away from her! That only woman has captured both Devobte brothers; now, they are fighting against each other! But, what is her fault in all this!?

They only used her in their time of need, and now, when they think her usefulness is over, they discard her!

“AAGH!” Camilla screamed in frustration and threw away the bottle in her hand as it broke into pieces, and the floor was stained with liquors inside.

In a hurry, her mother, who had been outside the house attending a friend’s party, swiftly made her way to the room. Mrs White gasped loudly, covering her mouth.

“Camilla! What is wrong with you!?”

She immediately rushed beside her while Camilla threw herself in her mother’s arms and cried her heart out. She explained everything to her mother amidst sobs and hiccups.

Mrs White caressed her head. “Don’t feel low, Camilla. Crying won’t solve it. You need to stand strong and avenge yourself.”

Hearing her mother’s words, she raised her head and met her mother’s gaze. Suddenly, she realized her mother was right. She needs to get what she wants.

She needs to find her way!

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Nestled in the heart of New York, this

different, but they have one thing in common—money. They all

a gorgeous red dress walked inside the hotel classily. She walked toward the reception area and put off her big glasses

am here to meet Mr Jordan Smith in room

requested her to wait momentarily. She then contacted the room number mentioned.

she observed the room number, her eyes grew icy, recalling the events from three years ago when she had drugged Alessandro in this very

her pleasure to remind herself of the pain of that

opened, revealing a middle-aged

is Jordan Smith, the man she had arranged for Victoria three years ago. However, on that particular night, Victoria

within the modeling industry. After meeting him, their relationship quickly became intimate. Despite his less appealing appearance, she saw the advantages he

the industry and the individuals involved, all of whom desire money, power, and fame. Those already possess these things also seek

man as he stepped aside with an ugly and evil smirk,

her back on the wall, pressing his hard-on between

Camilla cursed him in her mind and struggled a little to get away from him. However, he has gone wild,

strong in bed throughout the night. However,

wrong with you?”

here to

sat on the edge

something else. I have something important to tell you. Can

opposing it, as he didn’t want to risk annoying her and losing the chance of

in the black robe and

before sitting on his lap. Her fingers caressed his chubby arm

a deep breath before

did not say ‘no’ to

her seduction, she began to talk, “Do you know the daughter of the Edwards family who recently showed

her name. He once had an interaction with Victoria, and he hated her!

arrogant bitch! She thinks she has power and can do anything! Why do you mention her name