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* 2nd * Chapter 291 : Ask Alexander what it’ll take for him to marry her.
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Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 292 : He didn’t mean it.
Serena was pouring herself a cup of coffee in the quiet break room on the top floor when someone brushed past her shoulder. Startled, she turned and found herself face-to-face with Lucca Reinaldi.“Mr. Reinaldi,” she greeted cautiously, her voice low.Lucca slipped inside with practiced ease and nudged the door halfway shut, trapping them in the muted scent of roasted beans and disinfectant. His eyes glinted with something between charm and calculation.“Ava,” he began smoothly, leaning casually against the counter, “your company’s on the rise. I’ll cut straight to it—I can hook you up with three roles in Hollywood. Big ones. You know exactly what that means.” His smile sharpened, though his tone remained deceptively easy. “But there’s one condition—you leave Alexander. Never see him again.”The warmth of the coffee seeped into Serena’s palm, grounding her as the meaning sank in. She understood immediately. This wasn’t just business. It was Chiara. Lucca was trying to clear the path f
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 291 : Ask Alexander what it’ll take for him to marry her.
When Serena arrived at the office that morning, she paused in surprise. Wes was already there, leaning against her desk, his expression tense. Normally, he would have been on set by now, wrapping up preparations for the Gautier endorsement shoot.She set her bag down and studied him. “What’s wrong?”Wes exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. His usual easy charm was nowhere to be found. “Ms. Morales… there’s a problem with the Gautier deal. Mr. Gautier just told me I can’t be the face of it anymore. They’ve replaced me with someone from Ruiz Star Entertainment.”The words landed like a blow.E.A. Corporation had already gone public with the announcement—Wes was the official face of Gautier’s new fragrance. Fans were buzzing, the press releases were out, and the anticipation was building. For Gautier to suddenly pull out at the last minute was unthinkable.Serena’s brows knit together. Without a word, she picked up her phone and dialed Jean-Pierre Gautier directly. The call
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 290 : What do you think, love?
The car rolled to a stop outside the hospital, its tires crunching softly against the gravel of the lot. When Alexander stepped out and caught sight of the bold sign above the entrance—Men’s Health Department—a muscle in his jaw twitched. For a man like him, it wasn’t just a clinic visit; it was an affront to his pride.After a series of tests, the doctor—whose unease was almost palpable—sat down across from them. His words were deliberately vague, as if rehearsed under pressure.“We’ll need to monitor the situation. It’s unclear whether this is physical… or perhaps psychological. In the meantime, the best course is to try more frequently. If things progress smoothly next time, there’s likely nothing to worry about. Ms. Morales…” His voice faltered, his ears reddening as he gestured vaguely, “perhaps you could… encourage him a bit more and see how he responds.”Serena’s face flushed scarlet, heat rising to her ears. She fidgeted in her chair, stunned as the doctor began scribbling a p
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 289 : I’m taking you to the hospital.
Alexander stood just outside the doorway, a strange blend of bitterness and sweetness curling in his chest. He didn’t say a word, only watching Serena until, a few minutes later, she emerged, fully dressed, her hair neatly brushed back. Without hesitation, she hooked her fingers around his sleeve and tugged him toward the hallway.He stopped mid-step. “I need to change too,” he murmured.Only then did Serena notice—he was still in his pajamas.“Then hurry up,” she urged, casting a quick glance at her watch. A faint crease formed between her brows. “If we’re too late, there might not be any specialists left at the hospital.”She stepped out into the hall to wait, pacing idly in front of the master bedroom. But half an hour passed, and the door remained stubbornly closed.Her patience waned. Serena’s frown deepened as she finally pushed the door open.Inside, Alexander was stretched out on the bed, his suit laid out neatly beside him, untouched.“Alexander?” she called softly, walking o
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 288 : My cock isn’t okay.
Alexander caught up to her before she could get into the driver’s seat, his arms wrapping around her from behind. Serena stiffened, glancing over her shoulder, her eyes darting toward the shadows around the parking lot. The party was still going strong inside, music and laughter spilling faintly through the open doors, but out here it was quieter—most guests were still mingling indoors.She reached for the driver’s door, but Alexander’s hand pressed against it, steering her toward the passenger side instead. Without a word, he slid into the driver’s seat himself, his movements clipped and charged with tension.Serena could feel the heat of his anger even without looking at him.The ride was thick with silence. Streetlights flickered past the windows, their glow glancing across his sharp profile. At the first red light, Alexander drummed his fingers against the steering wheel in an impatient, syncopated rhythm.Then, without warning, he said flatly, “He tried to kiss you.”It took Sere
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 287 : Impressive. Beautiful. Very… compelling.
All eyes locked on Serena, the collective assumption being that she wouldn’t dare to take a step forward.In the glittering hierarchy of high society, Serena Morales was a ghost—someone whose name would have never been uttered in these circles if not for her association with Alexander Vanderbilt. Now, curiosity sharpened into mockery. Whispered jabs and sidelong smirks passed through the crowd like ripples in still water.Wes, standing near the edge of the room, felt a spike of unease. But then, to his surprise—and the shock of everyone else—Serena began walking toward the stage.Gasps flitted through the audience. A few mouths fell open in disbelief. Was she insane? Going up there now, unprepared, would be nothing short of public suicide.Serena, however, seemed unfazed.She wasn’t dressed for spectacle—no sequined gown or artful train. Her attire tonight was clean, simple, tailored for business rather than vanity, a stark contrast to Beatrice Whitehall’s dazzling ensemble that glitt
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