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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Hotel is bustling with affluent individuals enjoying themselves. Nestled in the heart of New York, this

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

luxurious people, a woman in a gorgeous red dress walked inside the hotel classily. She walked toward the reception area and put off her big glasses with

to meet Mr Jordan Smith in room number

then contacted the room number mentioned.

icy, recalling the events from three years ago when she had drugged Alessandro in this very

then, she always chooses this room for her pleasure to remind herself of

the door opened, revealing a

she had arranged for Victoria three years ago. However, on that particular night, Victoria entered

quickly became intimate. Despite his less appealing appearance, she saw the advantages he could provide, making him one of her sexual partners for

involved, all of whom desire money, power, and fame. Those already possess these things also seek companionship with attractive individuals and

he stepped aside with an ugly and evil smirk, and she

room, he closed the door and immediately pushed her back on the wall,

struggled a little to get away from him. However, he has gone wild, captivated by the alluring beauty

himself strong in bed throughout the night. However, Camilla needed to confirm something first. She struggled harder and finally managed herself out of his

is wrong

was here to warm

edge of the

here for something else. I have something important to tell you. Can we

his deepening frown, Jordan refrained from opposing it, as he didn’t want to risk annoying her and losing the

on the couch in the black robe and asked, “What’s the

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

on her waist, Jordan took a deep breath before uttering in a husky voice,

did not say ‘no’

“Do you know the daughter of

an interaction with Victoria, and he hated

arrogant bitch! She thinks she has power and can do anything! Why do you mention her name at this time?” Jordan