My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Contact details leaked

I opened WhatsApp.

Dozens of friend requests.

Every single one filled with insults.

No names.

Just hatred.

Raw.

Unfiltered.

I inhaled slowly.

Then exhaled.

Stay calm.

I switched my status to "Friends Only."

Typed:

"This number is no longer in use. Please contact my assistant."

I added Vicki’s number.

Sent it.

Broadcasted it.

Then called my assistant using the company’s internal line and informed her about what was happening.Once the assistant left, I checked my other social media accounts. As expected, they were all bombarded with abuse and insults.

‎Thankfully, my personal number hadn’t been exposed.

Finally I turned off my phone.

Silence.

Finally.

I leaned back in my chair.

My body felt... light.

Too light.

Like something inside me had been hollowed out.

I closed my eyes.

All I wanted

was a quiet life.

A normal life.

Something stable.

Something... mine.

But it seems impossible just because I loved Alexander

Everything had spiraled.

Step by step.

Until I was standing here now

being cursed by strangers who didn’t even know me.

Was this the price?

For loving him?

A faint, bitter smile touched my lips.

Maybe Ariana was right.

Maybe

this was how it would always be.

My fingers curled slightly against the armrest.

Had I really been wrong?

Or...

was loving him

the mistake that ruined everything?

I was still lost in my thoughts when the office phone suddenly rang, pulling me back to reality.

I blinked, staring at it for a second before reaching out and picking it up.

"Director Alicia," the secretary’s voice came through, professional as ever, "the meeting is about to begin. Are you ready?"

For a brief moment

I hesitated.

Then I remembered.

The meeting with top management.

The presentation.

"...Yes," I replied, my voice steady. "I’ll be right there."

"Alright."

The line went dead.

Silence returned to the room.

I closed my eyes for a moment, exhaling slowly, forcing everything else down

the noise, the messages, the suffocating weight in my chest.

Work came first.

It always had.

I opened my eyes, expression composed once more, and gathered the files on my desk.

Then I stood and walked out.

Alexander’s POV

"CEO Blackwood, we have a problem."

Jane rushed in, her voice tight with urgency.

"Director Alicia’s phone number and all her personal accounts have been leaked."

For a split second

everything stilled.

Then my expression hardened, and I rose to my feet.

"Don’t worry, CEO Blackwood. Director Alicia has already disabled the number," Jane added quickly.

That wasn’t the point.

"Trace the IP. Gather every piece of evidence and hand it to the police."

My voice was calm.

Too calm.

"This isn’t something we handle quietly."

If someone had the audacity to mess with me like this

then they could bear the consequences of doing it publicly.

Jane straightened. "Understood."

She turned to leave

then my phone rang.

I picked it up immediately.

"Mr. Blackwood, we’ve got an update."

"Go ahead."

"The account leading the rumors we traced it. It’s being managed by someone named Andrew Grayson."

I didn’t speak.

"Further digging shows he was the one who started the speculation months ago—when you were photographed with Miss Alicia."

My jaw tightened slightly.

"What are you implying?"

"He’s been orchestrating everything. Feeding content to multiple accounts, pushing the narrative of an affair... even paying others to amplify it."

A pause.

Then

"Do you have proof?"

"Yes, sir. Financial records, chat logs, distribution trails. It’s all been sent to your email."

"...And him?"

Another brief hesitation.

"Andrew Grayson is a relative of Sophia Smith and Jason Smith."

My grip tightened around the phone.

"...Explain."

"He was taken in by their family after his parents passed. He’s been working closely with Sophia. We recovered conversations she assigned him the job directly, including miss Alicia’s contact information leak."

Silence.

Then I ended the call.

The office fell quiet.

Too quiet.

Sophia.

Of all people.

I had transferred her out myself.

And yet

she hadn’t stopped.

Instead she was she was targeting Alicia.

Fragments of the past surfaced, one after another.

The first scandal.

The photos.

The moment she "helped" me investigate

guiding me, subtly,

toward one conclusion.

Alicia.

And I believed it.

Without hesitation.

Even when Alicia told me

that Sophia liked me.

I dismissed it.

Chose to trust someone else.

A faint, bitter smile crossed my lips.

So this was the truth

‎When everyone had settled, Alexander entered. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

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