Mr. CEO's Ex-Wife: A Cunning Comeback-Chapter 31 - : A Billion Dollars Damaged Compensation

Kate saw stars. Her vision blurred as she stared blankly at Chantelle.

Chantelle casually wiped her fingertips. She glanced toward the corner.

Standing there with his head lowered, Calvin took the handkerchief from her. He stepped back into place without a word.

"Ms. Kate, I need to clarify a few things with you."

Her tone was cool and firm.

"Our deal ended the moment you stepped onto that podium. Whatever happened between you and Steve is none of my business."

"I was kind enough to visit you, but you insulted me for no reason and even tried to attack me. So tell me, why shouldn't I fight back? You brought this on yourself."

Kate wanted to argue.

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But the memory of those slaps a minute made her clench her jaw and swallow her words.

"But you could've stopped everything! Why didn't you do that? I paid you so much money!"

Chantelle shrugged, looking unbothered.

"Me? Stop the chaos? Why would I? I never told you to go after Steve. You messed up, and you didn't even cover your tracks properly. Who do you think you are to me? Why should I clean up your mess?"

Kate clenched her teeth, seething in anger.

"I wouldn't have fallen for it if you hadn't put on that act at the charitable association! You destroyed me! You ruined my life! You—"

She stopped mid-rant.

Chantelle had simply raised her hand.

Kate flinched and stepped back, her body trembling.

Her mind raced back to all the times Chantelle had pushed things further.

The excessive demands. The ruthless way she handled Steve.

Chantelle had stimulated the fire between her and Steve from the start...

The woman had controlled everything in her hand.

Chantelle was a beast.

Kate's fists tightened as she quivered in disbelief.

"Have you been setting me up from the start? The fight in the lift, firing Steve, pushing me to buy my way to glory... was it all a trap?!"

Chantelle let out a soft chuckle.

"How can you say that, Ms. Kate?"

Chantelle spoke calmly, but the amusement in her eyes was distinct. She was enjoying Kate's downfall.

"The fake donations, the shady deals, and putting a price on prestige... Those were all your choices. Did I force you? I only helped when you asked for a favor. Is helping you a crime now, too?"

"Don't be ungrateful, Kate. Karma might just come back to haunt you."

Chantelle's words echoed in her ears.

A chill ran down Kate's spine. Her body shuddered.

She had never met a woman like Chantelle before.

Shrewd. Ruthless. Every move she made was calculated and dangerous.

Kate was scared. She knew she couldn't take Chantelle down alone.

But she still had Daniel.

That thought sparked hope.

Straightening her posture, she lifted her chin and forced a proud expression.

Kate scoffed. "You might be laughing now, but don't forget—I'm the future Mrs. Wilson. I give to charity in Wesley's name. Do you really think the Wilsons will ignore this? Do you think Mr. Wilson won't defend me? Chantelle, if I were you, I'd enjoy what's left of my peaceful life."

Chantelle smirked. She eyed Kate like she was looking at a fool before giving her a sideways glance.

"Kate, it's been over twelve hours since last night. Have you wondered why people are still attacking you online?"

Why?

The answer hit Kate like a brick.

Daniel had walked away from the whole mess.

If he had stepped in at the event, the backlash would have died down.

The Wilsons controlled the city. No one would dare cross their people—unless the Wilsons allowed it.

Kate's eyes widened in shock. "He doesn't care about me?!"

Chantelle's lips curled into a smirk. "That wasn't hard to figure out, was it?"

Kate stood frozen, staring blankly at Chantelle's composed expression.

Her heart felt as shattered as the broken phone on the floor.

Why didn't he help her?

Did he find out what she did to Railer? Or was it something worse...?

"No way!" Kate's voice was rough, almost desperate. "He said he'd protect me!"

Chantelle was once beneath her. How could she be cast aside like this?

The pain on Kate's face only sparked Chantelle's satisfaction.

But there was still more to come.

She handed Kate a black-and-white document. Her tone was calm and patient.

"Ms. Kate, your fake donation has seriously damaged my charity's reputation. This is an indictment drafted by my lawyer. Please take a look."

"Of course, I'd rather settle this outside of court if possible," she added.

Kate was stunned at her words. Her mind went blank as she stared at the document.

Chantelle's voice was smooth and controlled.

"Ms. Kate, you wouldn't want a criminal record ruining your chances of marrying into the Wilson family. If you want to avoid that, compensating the charity would be a wise choice."

"As the president, I should bring you a gift while you're in the hospital. Consider this my gift to you."

Kate snapped out of her daze. Her hands trembled as she grabbed the paper.

She pointed at a clause, and her voice shook angrily.

"Chantelle, this is another daylight robbery!"

Her rage boiled over.

She crumpled the paper and screamed, throwing all grace aside.

"How the hell am I supposed to get you a billion dollars?! Why don't you just kill me instead?!"

"A billion dollars? I can't believe you're asking for that! I might as well just give you my whole company!"

Chantelle's eyes sparkled. "Do you really mean that?"

Kate felt dizzy. She pointed at the door and shouted, "Get out!"

Soon, Daniel walked into the hospital hallway.

The moment he reached Kate's ward, her furious screams filled the air.

He had never heard the quiet woman yell like that before.

"This is another daylight robbery! A billion dollars? I can't believe you're asking for that! And now you want my company too? Do you have no shame?"

"Get out! Get out of my room! Now!"

Behind Daniel, Ashton rubbed his nose.

From the way she was shouting, Ms. Bently seemed perfectly fine.

The scene at the door was a mess.

Chantelle stood by while Calvin struggled to keep the door open.

Looking disheveled, Kate glared at him and pried his fingers off the door.

Daniel went up and stood beside Chantelle.