The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 442

“You know there was no need to block me, right?” Alexander’s tone was even, a hint of amusement beneath the surface. One way or another, he always managed to reach her.

Danielle gave a half-smile. “I just didn’t want you blowing up my phone or pestering me. If it’s really urgent, you’d find a way to get in touch anyway.”

“And after this is over—after the year’s up and the agreement ends—there won’t be any reason for us to cross paths again.”

By then, they’d go their separate ways and have nothing more to do with each other.

Alexander didn’t press the issue. “Don’t forget to bring Niki to the graduation party.”

Danielle didn’t answer. She simply turned and walked away.

The graduation party was all her grandmother’s doing, and if Niki agreed to go, Danielle would take her daughter along.

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Back home, Danielle replayed her conversation with Alexander in the car. Handing over Newsworld—a bargaining chip that big—so easily? She let out a deep breath and texted Gian.

Gian had just finished a month-long expedition in extreme conditions and was finally back in Northridge City. Danielle and Kirsten went to pick him up at the airport—and to talk about Alexander.

The desert had been brutal. When Gian emerged from arrivals, Danielle and Kirsten almost didn’t recognize him—his skin had tanned several shades darker.

“Honestly, you look like you’ve been exiled to Africa,” Kirsten teased, eyeing him up and down. “You’ve changed so much, I barely recognized you in the crowd. For a second, I thought you were someone visiting from another continent.”

Gian grinned, unfazed. “You haven’t changed a bit, Kirsten. And I actually like the tan—makes me look more rugged, don’t you think?”

Gian considered her words. “So, he really does care about this woman. He’s pulling out all the stops for her.”

He set down his fork and spoke carefully. “But do you really think he’d give you full control of Newsworld? What if he’s holding onto a portion of the shares, waiting for the right moment to snatch it all back? This could be his way of saving Millie without truly letting go.”

“Don’t let him fool you, Danielle. People who survive in business at his level are cunning, to say the least.”

Danielle’s brows drew together. He had a point—she’d thought of it, too.

Alexander wouldn’t do anything illegal, but he was a master at manipulating people, using their desires to his advantage. He knew what she wanted, and if he convinced her to drop the case, he could always use legal means to reclaim the company later.

It was a real possibility—one she couldn’t ignore.