From Ex-wife To Heiress

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Laura

Five years later;

Did I put myself together and move on? Yes, I did. I did it for Lena and Luke. My miracle twins.

The Ferrari Enzo’s door opened. I stepped out of the car, flipped my hair and wore my glasses.

“Ms. Roberts,” screamed a group of Reporters pushing to get to me. My driver closed the car’s door behind me and my bodyguards gathered around trying to stop the Media from getting close to me.

I returned from the States a month ago. The media, reporters, journalists and paparazzi have been hovering around my company— Xpresso Beauty Company for a while now.

I walked past them as my bodyguards led me into the building.

“Ma’am, your phone,” one of the guards said, giving my phone to me.

“Thank you,” I said and collected the phone.

I glanced at it and answered it. “Hello, Cassie.” I listened to what she had to say.

“Eight million dollars should go straight to the Single Mothers Organization. Another eight million dollars to the Motherless babies and orphanage home.”

“Understood. Sorry for the inconvenience caused,” she said.

“It’s fine,” I said and ended the call. I was a billion dollar worth heiress running an NGO to help the needy. I have always dreamed of helping the needy since I was little but my life was no better from theirs. Now, I had the chance to do what I had always dreamed of doing.

I started heading to the elevator that would take me to my office.

I got to my office and sat behind my long luxurious desk.

Father had said to me, “Sweetie, everyone wants to know who is the Founder of Xpresso Beauty Company, who calls the shots, who has been running the company, anonymously, who is Ms. Roberts. I think it’s time for the world to know who you are.”

My eyes caught a glimpse of the newspaper at the far end of the table. I collected it and glanced at the headline: XPRESSO BEAUTY COMPANY TOPS MAGICAL BEAUTIES AND HAS BECOME THE FIRST COSMETIC COMPANY IN THE COUNTRY TO MAKE OVER TWO BILLION DOLLARS WITHIN FIVE YEARS.

“Cheers to greater heights for me and my company,” I said to myself with a smile.

I remembered the reporters and paparazzi waiting for me outside the building. I’ve been trying so hard to avoid their questions because I knew they’d ask about my ex-husband. He was my past and I wished they’d respect that and let sleeping dogs lie.

Immediately, the office door opened and drew my attention. I raised my head to see who was at the doorway.

“Shawn,” I called with a mix of surprise and excitement as he walked into the office.

“I’m back, mi amor,” he said, spreading out his arms.

I stood and slowly approached him. It’s been years since I saw him. I wouldn’t be where I was if it wasn’t for him. If it wasn’t for that fateful accident.

He stretched his hand and caught hold of my wrist, gently pulling me closer to himself. “I missed you so much, Laura,” he whispered in my ears.

I swallowed hard. “I’m glad you’re back, Shawn.”

“You have really made uncle and I proud, Laurie,” he said, lifting my face with a fingertip.

“Thank you,” I said with a smile as I stepped backwards.