Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 94

Richard's

pov.

I couldn't breathe. Not because I was scared-though I was-but because everything felt like it was crashing down all at once.

The phone call came in the middle of the morning when everything should've been calm. But that was never how it worked anymore, was it? The network had found its way into my life, into everything I cared about, and now they were making their move.

"Mr. Wright," the voice on the other end of the line was cold, too cold for comfort. "We have information that suggests your business dealings aren't as clean as you claim."

I barely heard the rest of the words. My mind was already racing, already trying to figure out who had leaked what. What had they found? What were they planning to do with it?

I ended the call quickly, staring at the phone screen. My thoughts were a blur, but one thing stood out clearly: they were targeting me. My business.

My reputation. It felt like everything I had built was suddenly crumbling, and I couldn't stop it.

I didn't have time to think about that now, though. I had to act fast. I threw on a jacket and headed out to the office. I needed to find out what was going on before it spiraled any further.

The moment I stepped inside, I was hit with chaos. My assistant was on the phone, her voice frantic. I could hear her trying to calm someone down, but it was useless. Everyone in the office was on edge. "What's happening?" I asked, trying to stay calm as I walked into my office.

"Sir, we've got a problem," Marta said, barely looking up. "There's a scandal brewing. Someone's digging into your past, and they've got something-something big."

I ran a hand through my hair. This wasn't just a random leak. This was coordinated, and deliberate. They were out to destroy me.

I opened my laptop and went straight to the news sites. There it was, front and center. My face. My company's name. And the headline was like a punch to the gut. "Richard Winters Linked to Shady Deals: A Look at the Businessman's Dark Past"

even focus on the article. My mind was racing too fast. They

younger. Everything was suddenly on display, twisted

muttered to myself. But it didn't matter how. They had. And

to gather my thoughts. This was bad. Really bad. The network was trying to break

know me. Not really. They thought I was the same scared kid who'd stepped into my father's shoes years ago. They didn't know what I'd

business, and I made amendments by leaving the network while

me was more than I could take. At

to steady myself as I grabbed the office phone. This was my company,

She glanced at me, worry etched all over her face, but she nodded and quickly patched me through.

Not a single reporter, cameraman, anyone even remotely connected to the media. You understand?" "Understood, sir.

sure your team's clear on that. We're not letting this blow up more than it already

hung up and nodded at Marta. "Call in the publicists.

way, Mr. Wright," she replied, though her voice was tight with

one another, then at me, their faces asking the questions they didn't dare speak. I cut through the

But we need a strong, smart response. Something

head-on, and make it clear that you've always been transparent. Highlight your commitment

out to be... well, anything less." The team set to work, murmuring ideas back and forth, and debating word choices and strategies. I could feel my heart beating fast, like it was waiting for something to go wrong. But right now, there wasn't time to feel anything but focus. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, breaking through the tense air of the room.

his and Sarah were the ones I couldn't afford to miss.

"I am sure you heard the news

voice was tense, almost too quiet. "I'm not calling just as your friend-this is

"Go on.

They're bringing up everything from your past business deals, Richard. Things you might not even remember or even

They're digging up deals I did years ago. Things

twisting it," he said, his voice low. "They're claiming these deals were corrupt from the start. And they've planted