THE DISABLED HEIRESS, MY EX-HUSBAND WOULD PAY DEARLY.
Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Chapter 63

Seeing the deadly look in Cora’s eyes, Emily’s boldness suddenly cracked.

For the first time since Cora walked in, her hands trembled slightly. The way Cora stood calm, confident, and fierce made Emily realize something she hadn’t dared to consider before.

How did she even get the money?

One hundred billion dollars... that’s not something a regular person could just come across. And if Cora was truly the one behind the investment... or even had the connections to pull it off...Then she was someone far more dangerous than they all thought.

Emily’s heart was racing now.

Could it really be true? Has Cora been playing this long game all along? Investing in someone else’s company for years, silently, without asking for anything back only to strike when the time was right?

It terrified her.

But instead of showing fear, Emily quickly adjusted her posture and forced a fake confidence into her voice.

"You’ll hear from us," she snapped, although her tone wavered slightly. "You can’t just do this and get away with it. That’s someone’s sweat you’re trying to steal and claim for yourself!"

Hearing Emily words Cora didn’t even blink.

And that silence... that quiet unbothered confidence... was even scarier.

Emily gritted her teeth, grabbed her bag with shaky hands, and stormed out of the boardroom in frustration.

Her heels echoed behind her

Upon getting outside, Emily spotted the black car parked just a few feet away. James was already inside, seated in the front with both hands clenched tightly around the steering wheel. His jaw was stiff, and his face looked like it was carved from rage itself.

Emily didn’t say a word, she knew that look, that deadly, silent kind of anger, the kind of anger that didn’t need anyone to fan it—it was already burning from within.

At that moment she opened the passenger door and quietly slipped into the seat beside him.

For a moment, James didn’t move.

Then, without warning, he slammed his fist against the steering wheel.

"BANG.!!"

Again.

"BANG.!!"

And again.

"BANG.!!"

Until a bit of blood smeared against the black leather.

Emily gasped. "James!" she yelled, grabbing his wrist. "Why are you doing this to yourself?!"

However James didn’t answer. His eyes were still locked straight ahead, unfocused, like he wasn’t even in the car anymore.

Emily gritted her teeth, her voice sharper this time.

"She’s in there!" she snapped. "That’s the one you should be taking your anger out on. The woman who just humiliated you in front of everyone, who snatched your company like it was a toy!"

James’ breathing was heavy now. Every breath sounded like a storm trying to push through his throat.

"If you waste your strength hurting yourself," Emily said firmly, "how will you have anything left to fight her? To take back what belongs to you?"

At that moment James slowly turned to look at her. The fury in his eyes was still there but now, there was something else... something darker.

"I’m going to crush her," he muttered, his voice low and trembling with rage. "I’m going to make sure she regrets everything."

Immediately Emily nodded slowly. "Then save your strength... and stop hurting the only weapon you’ve got—yourself."

However, James didn’t say anymore words.

He just sat there—his fist still bleeding slightly, his eyes dark and unmoving.

The anger inside him wasn’t just about what happened.

It was shame, It was confusion, It was betrayal, but above all... it was helplessness.

He didn’t know how Cora pulled this off.

How did she raise that kind of money? How did she manage to convince anyone anyone at all to drop almost a hundred billion dollars into his company? Or... maybe she didn’t do it herself. Maybe she was just the face behind someone else’s power. Maybe she had connections. Maybe she had been planning this for a long time.

And he had no idea.

James clenched his jaw, the taste of bitterness crawling up his throat like acid. The uncertainty the not knowing was what drove him mad the most.

But he swore... he would know.

He would know everything, and he would make her pay for it.

"Cora..." he muttered under his breath, his voice tight and low.

Then louder loud enough to make Emily flinch he growled, "Cora just awakened the sleeping lion."

His fist slammed against the dashboard again, not as hard as before but with meaning.

"She thinks I’m weak... she thinks I’m done?" James turned slightly to Emily, his eyes wide with fury. "I’ll bite off that hand she used to sign those shares. I’ll rip the pride out of her, and I’ll do it with a smile."

"She thinks I’ve got nothing to destroy her?" he laughed bitterly. "She’s playing a game she doesn’t even understand."

"I built ZXZ from scratch. I created every brick, every structure, every team. I know this company better than anyone else."

"She stole it from me? Fine."

"But I’m going to destroy everything she thinks she’s proud of. Everything."

At that moment he pulled the gear into reverse, and the car jerked backward. His foot slammed the pedal forward.

"We start today."

Then James continued, his voice low but filled with dark promise.

"When I get home," he said through clenched teeth, "Cora will definitely hear from me."

However Emily didn’t speak. She stayed quiet not because she had nothing to say, but because she wasn’t sure what to say. Deep down, though, a strange thrill ran through her. She could feel it. James was hiding something something he had on Cora. Something powerful. And she just couldn’t wait to find out what that was.

So, curiously, she leaned closer.

"What are you trying to do?" she asked. "You’re not just going to let her go scot-free, right?"

Immediately, James snapped, "Never."

His eyes stayed fixed on the road ahead.

"She’s not walking away from this. I swear on everything I own I will destroy her."

Then he added, "Just wait till we get home. You’ll see what I have on her."

Hearing James words Emily didn’t speak further. She simply watch him drive.

The ride was tense silent but thick with anger, questions that needed answers, and the shadow of revenge.

Not long after, they arrived at James’s private estate. As soon as the car came to a stop, James stepped out with forceful energy, his footsteps heavy with purpose. Without wasting anymore time Emily followed close behind, her heels clicking lightly on the stone path.

But just as they reached the door, James suddenly slowed down.

Something wasn’t right, He paused mid-step, his brow creasing.

Emily stopped too. "What’s wrong?"

However James didn’t answer right away. He looked around subtle but sharp—like a man used to being in control and suddenly unsure of his surroundings.

"Something’s wrong," he muttered.