PART 3: THE MAN WHO LOST EVERYTHING
3: THE MAN WHO LOST EVERYTHING
The next morning, Andrew Weston woke up with a splitting headache.
Lila was asleep beside him.
For a brief moment, he felt victorious.
Then his assistant called.
"Sir, we have a problem."
Andrew frowned.
"What now?"
"Mrs. Weston has disappeared."
His expression darkened.
"What do you mean disappeared?"
"Nobody can locate her."
Andrew sat upright.
An uncomfortable feeling settled in his chest.
He returned to the penthouse two hours later.
The apartment was silent.
Empty.
Cold.
Then he saw the envelope sitting on his office desk.
The divorce papers.
Signed.
Final.
His jaw tightened.
How dare she.
For years Emma had tolerated everything.
She always forgave him.
Always stayed.
Always waited.
Yet somehow she had found the courage to leave.
Andrew grabbed his phone.
No answer.
Again.
No answer.
Again.
Straight to voicemail.
For the first time, panic appeared.
By afternoon, the story from the charity gala had gone viral.
Videos of Andrew kissing Lila flooded social media.
News outlets questioned his treatment of his pregnant wife.
Investors began calling.
Board members demanded explanations.
Stock prices started slipping.
The perfect image Andrew had spent years building was cracking apart.
And Emma was nowhere to be found.
That evening, another shock arrived.
His chief financial officer entered his office pale-faced.
"Sir... we've received new information."
"What?"
The CFO swallowed hard.
"The Whitmore Group has acquired twenty-three percent of Weston Holdings."
Andrew stared at him.
"That's impossible."
"No, sir."
The man placed a file on the desk.
"The acquisition was completed months ago through anonymous trusts."
Andrew opened the file.
At the bottom appeared one name.
Emma Whitmore Weston.
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For the first time in years, Andrew Weston felt genuine fear.
Because the woman he thought he controlled had just become his most dangerous rival.
