Divorce To Restart: A Billionaire's Redemption

Fall from Grace

In the washroom, Emily sought solace in the gentle cascade of water splashing onto her face, a futile attempt to wash away the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her mind. Leaning against the sink, she met her own gaze in the mirror, the remnants of her conversation with Michael lingering like wisps of smoke in her consciousness. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of surprise at Michael's underlying intention—to see her and Alex remain together. After all, as one of Alex's closest friends, shouldn't Michael be championing Alex's past with Olivia?

Shaking off the questions plaguing her mind, Emily gently wiped her face and made her way back to the dinner room. However, her return was met with an unexpected exchange unfolding in the hallway. A familiar voice pierced the air, drawing Emily's attention. 

Olivia stood at the center, flanked by her friends, including Clare, who had been previously dismissed by Alex. Emily listened in as Olivia's voice carried with a soft resignation.

"Don't blame yourself, Clare. You were only speaking the truth," Olivia reassured her friend, her tone heavy with melancholy. "It's just Alex... He doesn't seem to care about me as much anymore."

Clare's expression darkened, a venomous gleam flashing in her eyes. "It's all because of that Emily Johnson. But don't worry, Olivia. I'll make sure she pays for this."

Olivia's response was unexpectedly calm. "No, it's fine," she replied, reaching out to grasp Clare's hand. "I don't want to drag you into this."

"You're my best friend, Oli," Clare insisted, her loyalty unwavering. "It's what friends are for."

Caught off guard by the venomous undertones of Clare's response, Emily couldn't help but smirk at the melodrama unfolding before her. Before she could slip away unnoticed, Clare's accusatory gaze fell upon her, igniting a fiery confrontation.

"Hear-dropping? I came to the washroom, and you were practically shouting in the hallway. Anyone could hear you halfway across the hall," Emily retorted, her voice laced with disdain.

As Clare advanced menacingly, Emily instinctively stepped back to avoid her. But Clare's aggression knew no bounds as she lunged forward, aiming for Emily's hair. Emily deflected Clare's attack, seizing her arm in a firm grip. With a swift stomp on Clare's foot, Emily exerted pressure, twisting Clare's arm with a determined resolve.

Olivia hesitated, her initial impulse to intervene giving way to a sudden realization. Thoughts of Emily's pregnancy flashed through her mind, casting a shadow of doubt over her next move. With a conflicted expression, Olivia feigned shock, her hesitation palpable as she remained frozen in place, a silent observer to the escalating confrontation unfolding before her.

Clare's cries of pain filled the air, drowned out only by the sound of their struggle. Emily held fast, her movements calculated and precise, while Clare writhed in discomfort, her attempts to break free thwarted by Emily's unwavering strength. 

"You think I'll lose to you?" Emily seethed, her voice dripping with defiance as she twisted Clare's arm with unyielding strength.

The commotion drew the attention of bystanders, prompting their intervention to separate the feuding women. With the chaos escalating, the dining room door swung open, casting a spotlight on the unfolding drama, its repercussions echoing through the halls.

Amidst the chaos of the scuffle, Olivia reached out to restrain Emily, but Emily shrugged off all attempts to intervene, her determination unwavering. Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the tense atmosphere, drawing Emily's attention to Olivia, who had stumbled and fallen on the staircase in her heels.

The sight of Olivia's fall sent shockwaves through the onlookers, Olivia's descent down the staircase seemingly unstoppable despite her desperate attempts to cling to something for support. As she tumbled to the bottom, her hands instinctively shielded her face, only to be met with the chilling sensation of blood trickling through her fingers.