The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 530

Danielle froze at those words, every muscle in her body going taut.

When she’d signed the contract, she’d brought Attorney Stewart along and had gone over every clause carefully. There’d been nothing wrong on paper, and she’d even brought in an audit team to review Newsworld’s finances and share structure.

But Newsworld had invested in so many subsidiaries that it was impossible to comb through every last one of them.

The company had landed in her lap out of nowhere. Taking over a conglomerate like this took time.

She simply hadn’t had a chance to untangle all the details.

She truly hadn’t expected Newsworld to hold shares in The Davidson Group.

And Alexander—he’d given her so much—

Her mind whirled with confusion.

“So, Nathan wants the Davidson family. As a shareholder, are you just going to stand by and watch?”

His tone was calm, measured, his gaze fixed on her as he articulated every word: “He spent years abroad without a word to you. Now, all of a sudden, he’s reaching out. What do you think that means?”

It meant—

She had something he could use. Especially her shares in The Davidson Group; those were invaluable.

Alexander’s eyes were dark and inscrutable as he watched her. “Stay away from him.”

Danielle lifted her gaze to meet his. “And what about you, Alexander? You’re sitting here, warning me—what does that mean?”

Was he really so uninterested in The Davidson Group?

She held those shares. Even if Nathan wanted them, wouldn’t Alexander want them too?

Nobody ever did anything out of pure kindness. When had Alexander ever gone out of his way to say so much to her?

Her voice was cold, almost detached. “Maybe I should be telling you to stay away from me. Stop hanging around.”

Between her and Nathan, it was Alexander who was the greater threat.

Alexander’s eyebrows quirked faintly, his expression unreadable—a hint of a smile, tinged with something sharper, almost displeasure.

It was complicated.

“Funny, that’s not what you said last night when you were the one who came to me.”

Danielle fell silent, words dying in her throat.

That one simple sentence struck her like a bolt of lightning.

She stared at Alexander, unable to believe he’d just said that—yet he looked completely unbothered, perfectly willing to own up to it.

Her hands curled into fists, her heart pounding for no reason at all. “You?”

“Me.” Alexander arched an eyebrow at her. “Who else did you think—Nathan?”

He stood, slow and deliberate, his tone unhurried. “Sorry to disappoint you.”

Then, “I’ll take responsibility. What do you want?”

Danielle stood as well.

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