The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 235

In the tech world, it’s all about the strength of your innovation.

Danielle was confident she could make Ninesky a force to be reckoned with—take it to new heights, onto a bigger stage.

As for AetherX Dynamics? However big they got, she barely gave them a second thought.

Gian could see it now, burning in Danielle’s eyes: ambition, fierce and unashamed.

She really didn’t care about the soon-to-be ex-husband she was divorcing, and Millie—well, she barely registered at all.

“Good,” Gian said, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, his eyes glinting with approval. “Then let’s bring them down together.”

In that moment, he could feel it—this was the Danielle he remembered, the one who never backed down.

Still, if Alexander was really founding this company just to help Millie go after Ninesky, the truth was that Ninesky wasn’t ready for a fight like that—not yet.

Newsworld and Alexander’s status in the industry was legendary. People trembled at the thought of crossing them.

Newsworld’s headquarters was packed with top talent, and the company had carved out an ironclad place in the market.

In this business, you couldn’t get around Newsworld Group, no matter how you tried.

Whether it was insider information or public announcements, Newsworld always moved faster than anyone else.

And the Davidsons’ political clout? That was real power—nothing to scoff at.

Gian couldn’t help but curse under his breath. “Your ex-husband is a real piece of work.”

Openly flaunting his mistress and making life hell for his own wife.

Driving Danielle away, just to give legitimacy to the other woman?

Danielle just smiled faintly and shook her head. “I must have been blind back then.”

Alexander had grown up with a silver spoon, used to playing the game of profit and loss. Cold blood ran through his veins; warmth and sentimentality simply weren’t in his nature.

In high society, showing a soft heart was the quickest way to get eaten alive.

Everyone wore the mask of civility, but beneath it, they were all just as cunning, just as ruthless.

Anyone who made it to the top did so by stepping over a mountain of bones—there was no other way.

Alexander had already claimed his throne in that cold-blooded world. It was no wonder he could be so heartless.

If he didn’t love you, he could cut you out without a second thought, hurt you so completely it felt almost bloodless.

Danielle knew that better than anyone—she’d felt it firsthand.

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