Marry Ex's Billionaire Uncle After Divorce (Aurora and Jasper) novel Chapter 198

Chapter 163 A Voice On The Recording

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Chapter 163: A Voice On The Recording

(Author’s POV)

Zachary was through the door before Tiffany had set down her phone.

“Where did you hear it?” he demanded. “Who told you I was keeping another woman?”

Tiffany didn’t move from where she stood.

“You’ve been home for thirty seconds and you’re already shouting.” Her voice was flat. “That’s interesting.”

“Answer the question.” He stepped closer. “Seventeen years. Seventeen years of staying home, and this is

what you do with your time – chasing rumors, embarrassing yourself, dragging our son into it-”

“A rumor.” She cut him off. “You’re calling it a rumor.”

“That’s what it is.”

“Then whose voice is on that recording, Zachary?” She looked at him steadily. “Because it sounds exactly

like yours. Your offer. Your words. So don’t walk in here and make this about my brain.”

His jaw tightened. He started to speak.

She didn’t let him.

“I heard you last night. In the study.” She took one step toward him. “A name that isn’t mine. You want to

talk about rumors? Let’s start there.”

“You don’t know what you heard-”

“Three years ago.” Her voice cracked, but she held it. “When my family’s business collapsed. You were

already halfway out the door, weren’t you?”

He said nothing.

“I didn’t trust the wrong person because I was stupid.” The pain was there, behind every word. “I trusted

you because I believed you. There’s a difference.” She caught herself, and her voice went cold. “And even if I targeted the wrong woman today – that recording is still yours. That voice is still yours. So tell me again how this is about me.”

Zachary’s chest heaved. His face had gone dark. She had backed him into a corner, sentence by sentence, and there was nowhere left to go.

He lost control. His hand came up and connected with the side of her face.

The sound was sharp in the quiet room.

Tiffany went completely still. The tears dried on her cheeks. She stopped moving. She looked down at his hand, still gripping her wrist, then looked up at him slowly, deliberately.

“Let. Go.” Her voice was quiet. Dangerously quiet. “You just hit me, Zachary. Whatever happens next – *you*

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did that. Remember that.”

He released her wrist.

Then he said the word *divorce* – flat, final, like discarding something he’d long grown tired of – and

walked out. The door slammed behind him.

The room was silent.

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A few minutes later, the front door opened again. Quentin came in from outside, basketball tucked under

his arm. He took one look at his mother standing in the middle of the living room and let out a long sigh.

“You two fighting again?” He dropped onto the couch. “Guys at his level have options. That’s just how it is.

Don’t make such a big deal out of nothing.”

“Don’t.” One word. She didn’t look at him. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”

Quentin shrugged and disappeared into his room.

He was back out ten minutes later, shoving his phone inches from her face.

“The video’s online. Everyone at school’s seen it. This is your fault.” His voice cracked with outrage. “You

shouldn’t have gone looking for that woman. You made everything worse.”

He slammed his door again.

Tiffany stood in the silence that followed. She walked to the hallway mirror and looked at the woman. looking back at her. The bruise was forming under her eye. Her mouth pulled downward at the corners.

*I’m not going to look like this a year from now.*

She didn’t know yet exactly what that meant. But she knew she meant it.

By that afternoon, the fallout from Phineas’s counterattack had spread into the market. The stock prices for several companies under Zachary and Marcus’s management dropped visibly. The numbers moved

fast, and the direction was clear.

Inside the Rathbone headquarters, Richard called his brother Marcus and his nephew Zachary into his

office.

He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to.

He laid it out, piece by piece. Quentin had started it at school. Zachary had followed up by publicly humiliating the boy’s sister at the school entrance, then tried to use money and influence to make her stay quiet. From there, it had escalated all the way to the front of Everett Global Group’s headquarters.

“That,” Richard said, “is a family that takes care of its own. You walked up to their front door and threw a stone at it. What exactly did you think was going to happen?”

Marcus shifted in his seat. He tried to smooth things over, suggesting that Sienna might be useful here – that she had a connection to Serena Everett, and could quietly work to soften the tension on the family’s

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behalf.

Richard looked at his brother for a long moment. He didn’t respond.

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Across the city, Sienna read through Everett Global Group’s official statement once. Then she read it again.

She set her phone face–down on the table.

Aurora. A divorced single mother. A woman who, by every measure anyone in their circle would apply,

should have been a footnote by now. And yet Everett Global Group had put their name on her – publicly,

formally, without hesitation.

This wasn’t charity. This wasn’t coincidence.

Sienna picked her phone back up and started dialing. She had several calls to make.

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