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Too Late CEO: The Runaway Wife Returns

Chapter 4

Word Count: 866 | Released on: 09/05/2026

underground parking garage of the Hol

employees kept their heads down, terrified of the dark aura radiating from t

it onto the leather sofa. He walked behind his massive mahogany desk. His eyes

om on his

"Ms. Kara Berger is in the lobby. She doesn't

ave of pure disgust rolled thro

in wearing a simple, innocent white dress. Her eye

sk. She reached her hand out,

rm back, dodging he

it back, her face flushing with embarra

et trolls are ruining my life. They are spreading vic

leather chair. He stare

id, his voice slicing through her

s desk. "It's my competitors! They are trying to destroy

didn't

erview with Nova magazine, I can flip the

resources to cover up stup

r chest, her breathing turning ragged

hat night five years ago... when your wife's blood was p

icked violently. The guilt of having destroyed Cor

c display. "Fine. I will ha

le broke through her tears. "Thank you! Will

sed the button on his desk.

us but hiding it. She turned a

doors cl

it down, desperate for air. The guilt of owing h

Damon a sleek black folder. "Back

scanned the executive summary, stopping

No public photos. She took over Nova two years ag

rest. "Skip the PR department. Book a

assistant rejected the request ten minutes ag

In this city, no one slapped

Cancel my afternoon meetings. I'm

-to-ceiling window, looking down at

abbing pain hit the l

very time it rained, every time he r

trembled slightly as he reached out and to

pped i

. She was laughing, her hair blowing in the w

the smooth glass, tracin

sound tore out of his throat

way was a machine made of ice and money. Only Brad knew that the

is pocket. He pulled it out and read

There's an anomaly at the Golden Leaf

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Too Late CEO: The Runaway Wife Returns

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“Corrie lay restrained on the sterile hospital bed, her wrists bleeding against the thick leather straps. Her husband, Damon, walked in with eyes entirely black with disgust and ordered the nurse to drain her rare blood. He believed Corrie had pushed Kara, the woman he claimed as his savior, and he was willing to drain Corrie dry to save her. "As long as she doesn't die, keep drawing. Kara's life is worth a hundred of hers." He ignored the frantic beeping of her heart monitor and walked out, leaving her slipping into hypovolemic shock. Using her last ounce of strength, Corrie escaped the clinic and hailed a taxi in the freezing rain, just wanting to survive. But the driver locked the doors and deliberately drove the speeding car straight off the bridge into the raging Hudson River. As the icy water swallowed her and she tried to swim out of the shattered windshield, a black-gloved hand grabbed her ankle. The inhuman grip dragged her down into the crushing, dark depths, filling her lungs with liquid fire. As her vision faded to black, Corrie's heart shattered into a million pieces. Why did the man she loved believe a lying stranger over his own wife? And who was the assassin in the dark water making sure she died? Five years later, Corrie walked out of the airport with a new, untouchable identity and a pair of genius twins. The freezing river had permanently ruined her heart and lungs, but it had also forged her into a ruthless survivor. She swore to never let the Holloway family touch her again, until her son's identical icy blue eyes caught the attention of the billionaire CEO she thought she had escaped.”