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CHAPTER 133

作者: Julia Bianca
last update publish date: 2026-09-28 22:56:41

Elena’s question hangs between us longer than it should.

I stare down at the half-eaten takeout container in my lap, suddenly nauseous. The plastic fork feels too light in my fingers. She’s only looking out for me — I know that — but the fact that I can’t give her a clean answer makes my chest tighten.

The silence stretches. Outside, a car horn blares somewhere down the street. Inside, the only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator.

I clear my throat before the quiet can swallow me.

“What a
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  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 138

    The hospital corridor smells of disinfectant and stale coffee. By the time I reach Ethan’s room, my anger has settled into something colder and more useful.I push the door open without knocking.Ethan is half-sitting against the pillows, one eye still swollen, lip stitched, looking far too pleased with himself for a man who can barely turn his head.“Well,” he drawls the second he sees me. “Didn’t expect you back after the last speech you gave me. Missed me already?”I close the door behind me and stay standing.“Drop the charges against Damien.”He laughs, then winces. “He broke my ribs. Split my face open. He deserved every second of those cuffs.”“He reacted to what you did,” I say evenly. “And you know it.”“I don’t care.” Ethan’s smile turns mean. “Dad already called. Begged me to withdraw. I’m not doing it. I want to watch Damien get dragged through the system for once.”I step closer to the bed.“You still have an open trail from what you did to my father,” I remind him. “Fram

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 137

    Before Damien can say the name, a knock cuts through the room.Instantly, he eases me off his lap and sets me down on the couch. He stands, smooths his shirt, and walks over to his desk before answering.“Sir… um, some detectives are here to see you. Can I let them in?” Ivy’s voice comes from the other side of the door.“Sure.”My heart skips. Could they be here because of the officer’s death? Could they have found something new?Damien turns his back to the door and looks out through the glass as it slowly opens, revealing two men in plain clothes.The detectives step inside. One of them looks at me a second too long, long enough that I start to rise from the couch, ready to leave. A quick glance from Damien stops me. I sit back down.“Can I help you, gentlemen?” Damien asks coolly now facing the men who just entered. “You can’t just walk in here without an appointment.”The first detective stays near the door. The second continues forward until he is standing in front of Damien’s de

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 136

    I nod, barely able to breathe.“Yes.”For a moment Damien doesn’t react at all. Then the color slips from his face. His shoulders go rigid, and the usual control in his expression fractures into pure, unfiltered shock. He stares at me like the ground has shifted under him, lips parting once with no sound coming out. When he finally speaks, his voice is rough, almost unsteady.“Wait. Wait, Aria. I’m not getting you.”He stands up so fast the couch shifts behind him. He starts pacing the length of the office, one hand dragging through his hair, the other curled tightly at his side. The restless movement makes it harder for me to keep my own breathing steady.“What do you mean your brother shares Hartwell blood?” He stops and turns to face me fully. “Why would you even think to test that?”I stay seated, hands clasped in my lap so he won’t see them shaking. The city light through the office windows feels too bright for a conversation like this.“A message popped up on my mom’s phone,” I

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 135

    The words settle over me like ice.“He was found dead,” Damien repeats, watching my face carefully. “Yesterday.”I stare at him, trying to fit the sentence into a logical place in my mind. “Dead? How did he even escape?”Damien leans back against the couch, jaw tight. For a moment he doesn’t answer, as if choosing how much weight to put into the next part.“That’s the part we still can’t fully explain,” he says finally. “The cameras at the station were jammed the day he got out. Not glitched. Jammed. No usable footage. No clear record of how he walked free. Just a gap where the evidence should have been.”He exhales slowly, rubbing a hand over his face before continuing.“After the escape, the department issued a quiet internal alert. Nothing public. I was informed as a precaution — told to watch for anything unusual around me. That’s why I came looking for you that day. It’s also one of the reasons Gideon has been hovering more than usual. We didn’t know if the escape meant someone w

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 134

    I don’t think twice.The second the line goes dead, I bolt. My legs carry me straight toward Elena’s apartment, heart slamming against my ribs so hard it hurts to breathe. I don’t stop to fact-check. I already know. That was the same altered voice. The same calm, mocking tone that has been circling me for weeks.By the time I reach her floor, my hands are shaking so badly I almost drop my keys. I slam the door behind me and lock every lock I can find. Deadbolt. Chain. The small one near the top that Elena barely ever uses. Then I move to the windows, yanking the curtains closed and checking every latch one by one. My fingers fumble. I force them to keep moving.Elena appears in the hallway, confusion written all over her face.“Aria—what’s going on?”I don’t answer. I keep checking the last window until she finally steps in front of me and catches both of my wrists, steadying me with a firm grip.“Aria. Stop. Talk to me.”My chest rises and falls too fast. The last time the threats ca

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 133

    Elena’s question hangs between us longer than it should.I stare down at the half-eaten takeout container in my lap, suddenly nauseous. The plastic fork feels too light in my fingers. She’s only looking out for me — I know that — but the fact that I can’t give her a clean answer makes my chest tighten.The silence stretches. Outside, a car horn blares somewhere down the street. Inside, the only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator.I clear my throat before the quiet can swallow me.“What about you and Gideon?”Elena raises an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. “What about us?”“You’ve been talking nonstop. He clearly likes you. Has anything actually happened?”She leans back against the couch cushions and lets out a short breath, eyes fixed on the ceiling for a second. “He asked me out.”I sit up straighter. “No way, really?”“I said no.”I blink. “No? Why? I thought you liked him.”“I do.” Her voice softens, but the firmness underneath doesn’t disappear.

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