The Ex-Wife’s Billion Dollar Comeback Novel

---- Chapter 179: Cravings ~ Calum ~ Calum didn't return to Cedar Heights just yet. He took over Rose's business, looking into whether it could still be saved. He hired a fashion specialist to give him an idea of how to rescue Maison de R. He just had to try one last time before fully giving up. In the small office of Rose's boutique, the consultant explained, "The main issue with Maison de R. is that it skipped a crucial stage. Before launching into haute couture, a brand needs more ready-to-wear line-pieces that are practical, wearable, and accessible to a wider market.

Those are what build recognition and loyalty before you move into luxury exclusivity." "|-I already did that," Rose said from her seat. "I'm already well known in Cedar Heights. My designs have already reached other cities." "Yes, Mrs. Montclair, you did," the consultant replied, "but you still need to make your brand known across the rest of the country before venturing into high luxury. Think about it. How many people in the world are truly elite? And even they don't wear runway clothes all the time. Maybe only for special banquets." "What happened to Maison de R.

is that it narrowed its market only to the highest class. But the higher class would rather buy Chanel, Louis Vuitton, and other famous brands. Maison de R. isn't that well-known yet, despite all the hype." "So, my suggestion is to release a new line of simpler clothes that are less expensive and more wearable," the consultant proposed. "Also consider the design, how the clothes fit a ---- woman's body in all sizes." Then, the consultant suddenly had an idea. "Just like-" She paused, searching online on her laptop. "Just like Luca Valmont!" "Have you seen his designs? They're wonderful.

They fit women well. He seems to know their curves, what to flaunt, how to make them look slimmer and sexier!" the consultant exclaimed. "He's still on the rise; you could consider absorbing his brand instead." "| already tried contacting him before. He isn't interested in a partnership," Rose revealed. "Maybe | can make a difference. | am Calum Montclair, after all," he said firmly. "We have to make this work, Rose. We have to.

If we can't get Luca Valmont on our side, you'll have to come up with better designs." After that meeting, Calum personally contacted Rose's textile and embellishment supplier and made changes to their demands. Calum dismissed two employees in the capital, and afterward, they finally left for Cedar Heights. Instead of taking a private jet, Calum booked business-class seats. He saw no reason to splurge on exclusivity when his fortune had become more theoretical than tangible. But on the flight, he made one thing clear to his wife.

"If we don't recover even half of what you spent to boost your brand, Rose, | swear, I'm filing for divorce." From the corner of his eye, Calum saw Rose's face streak with tears. Her lips trembled as she said, "I'll try my best, Calum. | swear. | promise I'll recover from this. With your help, | can do anything." She hugged him from the side and whispered, "Please don't ---- leave me, Calum. | love you too much." Despite Rose's pleading, Calum just couldn't ease the anger in his heart. Rose's words a few days ago rang in his head: 'What's yours is mine!

We never signed a prenup, remember?' 'The audacity!' he thought. When he divorced Soraya, she never asked for anything. He was the one who offered the alimony. But Rose? Clearly, she was different. Calum was beginning to see the difference between Soraya's quiet dignity and Rose's sense of entitlement. He massaged his temples as the flight took off. In his head, he questioned, 'What have | done? What have | done?' eee ~ Jacob ~ While Calum was battling a headache, Jacob was having troubles of his own. At 2 a.m., his wife shook him awake. "Jacob. Jacob! Honey! Wake up!" "Ara?

What is it?" Jacob sat up. "Is everything okay?" "| want to eat something," she said as Jacob turned on the bedside lamp. "You're hungry?" Jacob asked. "We have your favorite ramen in the fridge." "No." Soraya put her hands on her stomach and said, "I think it' s the babies' cravings." Jacob was instantly alert, ready to deliver whatever his wife desired. "What do you want, Honey? Tell me, I'll get it for you." Soraya's brows met, and she said seriously, "I want to eat the pickles from McDonald's. You know, the ones they put in the burger?" ---- Jacob blinked.

He shook his head, making sure he heard her tight. "The pickles from McDonald's?" "Yes! The pickles," Soraya said. "I can't sleep. | can't stop thinking about them, that sweet, soury pickle!" Jacob: "Okay," he said belatedly. "If that's what the babies want, I'll buy McDonald's pickles." Jacob called Jaxon to prepare the car. Both Logan and Jaxon had already relocated with them to Burnell to assist with the family's driving and security needs. Only Dante remained in Belridge to oversee the house, his mother's estate, and Jacob' s office.

In Burnell, the nearest McDonald's was forty-five minutes away. Jaxon drove at full speed, and they ended up getting a speeding ticket. When Jaxon took a shortcut on an unpaved road, one tire exploded. By the time Jacob arrived at McDonald's, he had quarreled with the manager. Because why in the world was he buying pickles? Jacob offered a thousand dollars, but even that didn't convince the manager. "Sir, our pickles are for the burgers." "My very pregnant wife wants to eat your pickles!" Jacob yelled. "How much do you want?

Name me your price!" The manager suddenly had an awakening, "Oh, you should have said so, Sir." He grabbed a jar of pickles and gave it to Jacob. "Here. It's on the house. Good luck, Sir. This is only just the beginning." "Take it from me," the manager winked. "My wife got pregnant ten times." Jacob, "..." ---- Manager: "It's pickles now, strawberries tomorrow, tangerine the next day, etc." Jacob, "..." By the time Jacob returned to the Nexa Hotel, it was already 4: 30a.m. Soraya hadn't slept. Instead, she was online, trading.

So when Jacob entered their suite, they immediately settled at the dining table. Soraya eagerly took a bite of the pickles. Jacob was delighted that he'd managed to fulfill his wife's craving. However, as soon as Soraya chewed down the pickle, she heaved. "LL." She spat out the pickle and said, "It isn't as delicious as | remembered it." Soraya pushed the bottle of pickles toward Jacob. "You can have it, Honey. | think I'll just have ramen." Jacob: ".."