Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Audre, o POV

Sitting in my race car, I should have been preparing for my next round, but my attention was locked on Dr. Evans 4 message lighting in my phon

Fifty million dollars.

The numbers seemed to mock me as I read the message again: “Mrs. Parker, they’re offering fifty million for the remaining doses. If you can match that amount, they’ll withdraw their request. Would that be acceptable?”

A bitter laugh escaped my lips before 1 could stop it. Fifty million might be pocket change for Blake Parker, something he could produce without a second thought. While I had saved some money these past years as his secret wife, it was nowhere near that astronomical figure. Perhaps fate was telling me it was time to stop fighting, to accept my limited time….

“Audrey!” Astrid’s voice cut through my dark thoughts

as

she bounded over to my car, her face flushed with excitement.

I quickly locked my phone screen, forcing a smile. “Whe

Blake wants Laurel to race against you.” She leaned against my car door, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “They haven’t set the stakes yet.”

The mention of Blake and Laurel sent a familiar ache through my chest, but I kept my expression neutral.

“Since you won’t get much in the divorce,” Astrid continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, “why not take him for all he’s worth? How about ten million? He’s loaded anyway.”

Maybe it was the lingering shock from Dr. Evans’s message, or perhaps th

the

situation, but something made me say, “Ten

Why not fifty million?”

but couldn’t hope to obtain. But Astrid’s eyes lit up in

Her grin turned predatory. “Perfect! Fifty

tried to grab her arm, but she was already racing across the track toward where Blake stood with

What have I done?

of the car, and quickly caught up with

I could hold her back. “We’ve decided,” Astrid’s voice rang out with a tone of determination. “If

puzzled expression clouding his features. His gaze shifted restlessly between me and Astrid. “Was this your idea, or did Audrey put

curtly, “That’s not your concern.

for just a moment before she recovered,

Sinclair,” she stepped forward, her words a deceptive blend of sweetness and hidden malice. “no need to be nervous. I understand your

million as agreed. If you lose…” Her smile widened. “Well, Miss Sinclair, you’ll leave New York immediately and never show your

could feel shocked/stares darting between Laurel, Blake, and

en

us.

found her condition quite ironic. In three months, I’d be gone anyway – whether from New York or from this world entirely. What

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my voice steady despite the churring in my

Astrid jumped in, her protective instincts flaring, “You think. Audrey

to survive

a twisted sense of humor, I thought, watching Laurel’s triumphant smile. Let’s see who gets the

Blake’s POV

watched the scene unfold, something dark and uncomfortable twisting in my chest. This wasn’t how I’d expected the morning to go. The sight of Andrey in her racing suit, commanding the track like she’d been born to it, had

their Upper East Side mansion, but they had made it crystal clear they preferred their adopted daughter. Their biological child meant nothing to them. Without the Parker

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