The Ex-Wife’s Billion Dollar Comeback Novel

---- Chapter 99: My Woman ~ Soraya ~ Calum: [I need to talk to you about your relationship with Senator Thomas Grayson. Why are you ignoring my calls?] Soraya: [Calum, I'm so busy. | don't have a relationship with the senator. Whatever Rose told you is a lie.] On a Wednesday morning, Soraya was already getting texts from Calum. Calum: [End it as soon as possible. I'll take care of keeping the Graysons quiet. | don't want this affecting Sage in any way. This is the only reason why I'm stepping in.] Soraya was in her office, reading the texts.

She rolled her eyes and practically stabbed her fingers on the keys through her next reply. Soraya: [You don't need to step in because | am not Mr. Grayson's mistress! Period. Don't bother contacting the Graysons. I'm already dealing with it. | assure you, Sage will not be affected. Goodbye.] After that last text, Soraya blocked Calum's number. She had better things to do than reason with him. The fact that he so easily believed Rose made it even worse. But then again, that was Calum. He would rather believe others than Soraya.

The meeting with the Graysons was at five in the afternoon, scheduled at the Harbor Crest Residences & Suites, one of Cedar Heights's luxury residence buildings that offered conference rooms and apartments for rent. Soraya had time to work on the next phase of NeuroSentinel before then. At four in the afternoon, Soraya received a call from Jacob. He ---- said, "The place is ready. I'll be staying in the next room. I'm at least... relieved that Silas is going with you, you stubborn woman." He called her stubborn because she insisted on handling the Grayson couple her own way.

To her, that meant keeping Jacob out of it, not because she wanted to hide him, but because she valued the privacy they still had. "Don't be mad," she said. "I'll make it up to you." "Instead of two days, we're going on a one-week vacation," Jacob said, surprising Soraya. "We are not going to leave Angela for an entire week," Soraya objected. "Let me take care of that. Your job is to clear your calendar," Jacob said. "You should leave now." As if on cue, Silas knocked on her office door. He looked pumped up, ready to go to war. "Let's fucking do this," he said with conviction.

Moments later, Silas and Soraya reached Harbor Crest Residences & Suites, where they were directed to Conference Room One, a cozy space designed for small meetings. Soraya' s lawyer also arrived and lingered with them. After ten minutes, Annette arrived with her husband, Thomas. Their lawyer tailed behind them. "Honey, why are we here? Let's go back. | don't like this place; Thomas Grayson grumbled as he followed his wife, but Annette firmly dragged her husband inside. When Thomas saw Soraya, his eyes widened. It was exactly what Soraya had hoped. She had instructed Mrs.

Grayson's lawyer to keep the meeting a secret from ---- Thomas Grayson. Otherwise, she was certain the senator would refuse to see her. Soraya's eyes narrowed at the senator; gone was her angelic face. Even Silas radiated a sharp, furious energy. Annette Grayson looked like she had been crying for the past two days. She had dark circles under her hazel eyes, and her overall appearance bore the weight of sleepless nights and simmering rage. Her chestnut-brown hair, usually styled to perfection, hung limp around her pale face.

She didn't look like the beautiful senator's wife whom Soraya had admired the other night. Soraya felt sorry for Annette, but she was still wrong to accuse her. "We are here now," Annette said curtly. "Let's be done with this. | know every detail of your relationship with my husband. He already confessed. All | want to know is the resolution-" "Really?" Soraya snapped. "Did he tell you that | am not his mistress?" "Miss Azar, we have been over this," Annette's lawyer cut in. " We don't want to waste our time anymore. My client only wants her demands met-" "But Miss Azar is not Mr.

Grayson's mistress. You only took his word for it without further investigation,' Soraya's lawyer countered. "Soraya, | don't know what you're up to. If it's more money you want, I'm sorry, but | can't give it to you," the senator suddenly said. "I'm ending our relationship now, and that's final!" Thomas Grayson stood. "Let's go, Annette!" "But | haven't taken back what you gave your mistress!" Annette screamed. ---- "Ill take care of it!" Thomas said. "I'll deal with Soraya later-" "There is nothing to deal with because Soraya is not your mistress!" Silas snapped. "Mrs.

Grayson," Soraya said, opening her laptop, "your husband is-" "Enough!" Thomas yelled. "| already told my wife about us, Soraya. We can't deny it anymore-" "But | was never with you!" Soraya shouted. "I hadn't even met you until that day at the company-" "Oh, shut up, Soraya!" Annette said. "I know what you're trying to do. You want to protect your name because you're desperate to climb the social ladder. Right now, it's my husband and Mr. Ward-God knows who is next!" Turning to Silas, Annette sneered. "But don't be blind, Mr. Ward! The woman next to you is a gold-digger.

She's only using you. Unfortunately for you, you don't have enough influence, you don't have enough zeros in your bank account, so Soraya had to have an affair with my husband!" "First of all, Silas and | are just friends. If you would just look at my laptop-" Soraya tried to reason with Annette, but her mind was fixed on what she believed. It didn't help that Thomas kept insisting Soraya was indeed his kept woman. Silas was shouting, Annette and Thomas were arguing, Soraya was trying to get Annette to look at her laptop, and the two lawyers were bickering.

Needless to say, it became too much to handle. It reached a breaking point when Thomas Grayson attempted to slap Soraya to shut her up. Thank goodness Silas blocked him. ---- But Thomas's action was the final spark. He ignited the lion who had been silently observing the meeting from the next room! The door swung open, and Jacob Steel walked in. All of a sudden, the temperature in the room dropped. Everyone's heads snapped toward the door. Brows were meeting and jaws were dropping. "Jacob Steel?" the senator asked, baffled Annette Grayson also froze, stunned by Jacob's arrival.

Jacob strode in with two of his bodyguards. He grabbed Thomas by the collar and roared, "How dare you try to hit my woman!" Thomas's brows knitted together. His mouth fell open. "Wh- what?" "Soraya is my girlfriend!" Jacob declared. "She doesn't need to have an affair with a filthy old man to get more zeros in her bank account. Because | can give her all the zeros she wants!" "The Graysons are nothing compared to me. So tell me, Senator, why in the fucking world would Soraya get involved with you?" Jacob said through gritted teeth. "Why??!!!" "Now sit down!

And listen!" Jacob ordered before pointing to Annette. "Including you, because Soraya is going to tell you who your husband's real mistress is." Before the shock of his sudden arrival wore off, Jacob landed a punch right on Thomas's face!