Library
Search
Home / Romance / EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE / CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY

Share

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY

Author: Grace Kelly
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-08 13:51:39

THIRD PERSON’S POV

“You can't just barge in, Isabel. You could get arrested.” Kelvin advised, while Isabella’s fingers remained clamped around the door latch.

Isabella gritted her teeth. “He is right there, K. All we have to do is go in there and get his testimony.” Her voice trembled.

They could hear the song booming from the house, accompanied by women's laughter. As if that wasn't bad enough, the upper part of his House was made of glass. Isabella could see those women dressed in LINGERIE of different colors, their bodies pressed against each other as they danced. The red-haired female grabbed the blonde’s boobs, and the blonde didn't seem offended.

In there was a man who put her in a challenging position, yet he was free and unharmed. She clenched her teeth from the rage.

“You and I know he won’t give that up for free.” He continued, now grabbing her other arm. “You won’t be able to save him if you are locked up. And if they know we are onto them, they will hide all evidence. We n
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO

    THIRD PERSON’S POVIsabella paced up and down the room, her mind filled with thoughts. A deep feeling of uneasiness settled within her, and she fiddled with her fingers to calm her nerves while Kelvin watched her from the edge of the bed.“Everything will be fine, Isabel.” He assured. The night before had been a close call to a breakthrough for them. When Liora called to say that they would meet her up there, they feared at first that she was there with Mr Sands’s men. But she wasn't. Instead, she was dressed in a thong and bra and wearing heavy makeup. She had led them to a private room.“He called for me to come serve him tonight. I will help you, so long as it doesn't involve him dying.” Isabella had been more than baffled. Excitement bubbled within her. She was finally going to save him. So as agreed, they handed her a drug portion to make him sleep long enough for her to get shreds of evidence from his phone and escape.Isabella could recall that Liora had messaged Kelvin la

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE

    THIRD PERSON’S POVAuthor’s note: I’m sorry I made a mistake with the last chapter. The first stripper to walk out was the red-haired female, and the previous was the blonde female. Thank you for understanding.****The moment the sun broke through the sky, they were already in the car, heading towards the house of the red-haired female they had found out to be Liora Clinton. Kelvin had details of where she lived and worked, and in minutes, the car rolled up in front of her small apartment.Isabella was still thinking of what to do next when the door opened and she stepped out, clutching tightly onto the hand of a young boy. He wore a white sweatshirt, his red collar shirt peaking out, and black jeans with white sneakers on. He had a backpack on. She was dressed in nothing like yesterday. She wore a long-sleeved black gown that stopped above her knees with a button in front of it. “She has a child?” Isabella asked.“Hmmm hmmm.” Kelvin responded, “Follow her.” He ordered the driver th

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY

    THIRD PERSON’S POV“You can't just barge in, Isabel. You could get arrested.” Kelvin advised, while Isabella’s fingers remained clamped around the door latch.Isabella gritted her teeth. “He is right there, K. All we have to do is go in there and get his testimony.” Her voice trembled.They could hear the song booming from the house, accompanied by women's laughter. As if that wasn't bad enough, the upper part of his House was made of glass. Isabella could see those women dressed in LINGERIE of different colors, their bodies pressed against each other as they danced. The red-haired female grabbed the blonde’s boobs, and the blonde didn't seem offended.In there was a man who put her in a challenging position, yet he was free and unharmed. She clenched her teeth from the rage.“You and I know he won’t give that up for free.” He continued, now grabbing her other arm. “You won’t be able to save him if you are locked up. And if they know we are onto them, they will hide all evidence. We n

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE

    ISABELLA’S POVEven though he didn’t want me to leave him, we already stood in the airport. My luggage was in my right hand. Bianca had tried to talk me out of coming, too, saying I could watch the concert online and keep resting. She even said I stood the risk of danger, given how cruel my sister could be. But I was able to assure her that I would be fine. She had wanted to follow us here, too, but Alaric had managed to convince her to stay. I had heard the news that her husband refused to let her go, and I would never understand why. He didn’t even like her. Who holds on to someone they don’t even want?“I will miss you.” He whispered against my left ear as he pulled me close for a hug, pulling me away from my thoughts.I could have sworn that I heard his voice quiver. “Me too, boo,” I replied, dragging in air that had his sweet scent rolled in it. Something to last me till I get to the bottom of this. My heart ached at not seeing him for a few days. I had gotten used to his pres

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-EIGHT

    ISABELLA’S POVI pulled my eyes apart, my head aching as my hazy vision slowly fell into place. I let out a soft hmm the moment I registered my room. Then my eyes landed on him.Alaric. He was sitting on a chair beside me, holding my hand, and the memories came rushing in. The building collapsed, and that was the reason we went to the party.I sat up in a jiffy, causing a wave of weakness to hit me hard.“Easy.” He let out, his eyes warm and his voice tender.Yet underneath that, sat the dark circles under his eyes, a proof that he had emotions he was desperately dealing with.I could tell.“Did we get them? The truth, babe. Did we get the truth?” I let out in a breath and dragged in another.He was quiet for a while. “No.” He responded, and I gasped. “But I will sort it out.”“This is all my fault. I shouldn't have stayed to talk to Valeria. I should have known she was of no good. Now, you will…” My voice cracked as it dawned on me.He would go to jail. I had failed a simple task.My

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SEVEN

    THIRD PERSON POVThe bell rang through the house while Mr Wolfe sat on a sofa in the sitting room, finishing his scotch while flipping through his phone.The blogs carried everything that happened yesterday, and his rage rose again and again. His business was being dragged down, as most of his partners said he had too many dramas going on.He heard footsteps but didn't bother to look up because he knew it was either his useless son and his wife or Mirabella. Whichever one it was, he wasn't in the mood to see them. “Good afternoon, Mr Wolfe.” He heard a strange voice say, and he looked up to see a man dressed in a neatly pressed charcoal suit with a briefcase in his hand. “I’m here on behalf of Mrs Bianca Wolfe.”Mr Wolfe’s hand froze midway out of delight. He had known that she couldn't do without him and would come back to beg him. But he wouldn't give in easily. She would have to earn his forgiveness.“Tell her she can come to apologize herself.” He announced, sipping his drink. “

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status