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9. Ivy's Discovery!
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His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 145. Someone Was Eavesdropping
~IvyI couldn’t believe what I was seeing. That earring—it was the same one I’d seen the day Rafael was killed. The exact same design. What made my stomach twist even more was that she was wearing only one. Who does that? Careless… and yet very telling.My thoughts were swirling when Mrs. Mehra’s voice cut through them.“Come on, Ivy. Why do you look like you just saw the devil? Aren’t you happy to see me?”I forced a chuckle, my lips curling into the fakest smile I could muster.“Of course not, Mrs. Mehra. Why would I be sad to see you? It’s been ages since we last met. Why would I be anything but happy?”Her own smile stretched too wide, the kind that’s meant to look friendly but screams venom.“Oh… I’ve missed you too, Ivy. The woman after Sylvie’s heart. You know, it would’ve been nice if you’d joined her in that grave. Hahaha.”I tilted my head slightly, letting my smile sharpen.“Yes, Mrs. Mehra. But I guess it wasn’t my time yet. Maybe yours will come sooner. The world does get
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 144. Ivy Just Discovered Something!
~IvyI quickly paused the call, half-rising from the bed. I knew Ethan was in a mood—bad and lustful all at once—and truth be told, I wanted him too. But this was my chance to finally uncover the truth about Cameil and Mrs. Mehra. I couldn’t miss it.As I adjusted my clothes and readied myself to leave, Ethan let out a frustrated groan.“Are all these really necessary, Ivy? For Christ’s sake, I’m in the f***ing mood. You have the whole world to do this, so why now—when I’m turned on?”Standing before the mirror, I brushed my hair quickly but carefully, giving him a sideways glance.“You just need to calm down, Ethan. When all of this is over—when I finally get the justice I’m fighting for—you’ll be the one begging me to stop, saying you’re too tired of getting f***ed.”He smirked. “How naughty are you, Ivy?”I set the hairbrush down and turned toward him with a playful smile.“You’re naughty, yeah? But I’m the naughtiest… haha!”Ethan rose from the bed and started putting on his shirt
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 143. Drill Me Down There!
~IvyEthan’s lips were impossible to resist—hot, hungry, and tasting so fcking sweet* I thought I’d drown in them. His kiss deepened, his hand sliding up to cradle my face as his body pressed into mine. For the first time, I didn’t dodge him. I wanted more… so much more.His palm drifted lower, gripping my a$$ with a firm, possessive squeeze that made me gasp softly into his mouth. My heart pounded as his lips trailed down to my neck, the heat of his breath making my knees weak. Each slow kiss there sent shivers through me, each graze of his teeth leaving my thoughts tangled.I clung to his collar like it was the only thing keeping me grounded, lost in the rush of his touch, the sound of his breathing, the low rumble in his throat.He tilted my head back, his lips brushing my ear. “I love you, Ivy,” he whispered, the words rough and dripping with desire.The tip of his tongue traced along my ear, so soft yet so deliberate, and a moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it. “I lov
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 142. The Kiss
~IvyIt was a good thing Ethan was finally discharged from the hospital. There had been nothing wrong with him in the first place, but I had wanted him to stay there a little longer — far away from his endless work at the office. Ethan worked like a machine, and even in his rare moments of free time, he insisted on joining me in investigating Old Mrs. Mehra’s death. The fire incident had given me the perfect excuse to keep him in the hospital a while more, free from office duties.Tonight was supposed to be Mrs. Mehra’s welcome-back party. According to the email I’d received, I was invited to take my position as CEO of WASTON Group. But I wasn’t ready to claim that role yet. So, I’d simply attend the event as Ivy Moore — assistant to the unknown CEO of WASTON Group.I was still in my room, getting ready for the evening. Night had fallen, and in thirty minutes, the party would officially begin. My gown — a flawless, expensive piece — hugged me perfectly, and the stylist had crafted a n
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 141. Suspicion Rising!
~IVYI squinted my eyes right after Rach told me to check my email. From the tone of her voice, I could already sense this wasn’t some ordinary business update. It felt more serious—too serious—so I didn’t waste a second. I launched my email application at once.I scrolled to the top, expecting something urgent. But nothing. No new message. No notification. No red dot.“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath, rolling my eyes in confusion. “What other email could she be talking about if not this one?” I mean, this is the only email account I have. So, why is there nothing here?“What’s going on, Ivy?” Ethan’s voice cut through the silence, pulling my attention back to him. “You’ve been acting weird since that call. So tell me—what’s wrong? Who was that, and what did they want?”I walked closer to the hospital bed he was lying on, frustration tightening my jaw. I kissed my teeth sharply and refreshed my inbox again—probably for the tenth time.“Remember when I told you this case was
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 140. Check Your Email
~ IvyWith my mind still spinning from unanswered questions, I gripped the earring tightly and stepped out of the building.I wished Raphael's soul would finally rest in peace. After all the torment he endured, did he really have to die like that—so suddenly, so unfairly?I felt sorry for him. I had other plans for Raphael. I thought that once he finally revealed who sent him to keep the truth buried, I’d be able to act. I’d be able to fix things.But now, that hope was gone.That night dragged on, haunted by a thousand racing thoughts—each one a what-if.What if Cameil had someone tailing me?What if she’d already sent someone after Raphael’s family?What if she had other plans for him all along? Sinister ones?I couldn’t shake any of it from my mind, no matter how hard I tried.Deep down, I knew—Cameil had a hand in this. One way or another, she was involved in that crime.****The next morning, the servants had already cleaned the room and laid out breakfast on the dining table.“D
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