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Chapter 110.
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Inside the speeding car, Angelina kept practicing her breathing exercises, trying to calm the frantic pounding of her heart. Her left hand gripped the steering wheel tightly while her right hand occasionally patted her own thigh. Fifteen minutes trapped with a psychopath like Axton had truly pushed her adrenaline to the limit.Her mind kept replaying what had just happened—the obsessive look in Axton’s eyes, the way he leaned closer, and the threatening words that had nearly dragged her back into the same dark abyss.“What do you really want from me, Axton?” Angelina whispered faintly, as if asking herself. Even though he had long been her ex-husband, why did he keep haunting her life?Suddenly, she remembered something she had almost forgotten. She quickly grabbed her phone and called one of the bodyguards.“Hello, Miss Angelina. How can I help you?”“Yes… Did Young Master Hans contact you?” Angelina asked.“Yes, Miss. In fact, it was Young Master Hans who told us to break into the d
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Axton’s confident stride echoed through the silent room. His gaze was a sharp stab, as if each footfall carried the shadows of defeat that had been gnawing at his soul. Those bitter memories spun back one by one in his mind.The scene of Angelina gracefully taking the chairman’s seat at Almero, seizing the throne that once belonged to him. Then his bankruptcy, when he was powerless watching the business empire he’d built crumble to pieces. And worse still—the accident that left him lying like a living corpse in the hospital, dependent on the mercy of others.All of it piled up, forming a perfect black circle in his chest. Round, whole, and named only vengeance.Axton stopped right in front of Angelina. His breath was heavy, his chest rising and falling, while his hand slowly lifted the dagger he held tight. His eyes no longer showed any trace of mercy, only embers ready to burn everything to ash.“This is the end of your life story, Angelina,” Axton murmured, his voice low and trembli
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Watching Axton’s behavior, Angelina felt utterly sick. Every movement he made set her blood boiling. The cold stare, the arrogant posture, the mocking smile — all of it carved the hatred on her face even deeper. For a moment she held herself back, but the urge to get out of the room as quickly as possible was far stronger.“You know, Axton,” Angelina said sharply, chin lifted in challenge. “If you dare make me disappear, you won’t only be dealing with the law — you’ll be dealing with Derox as well.”Her words stopped Axton for an instant, then he exploded with laughter. He slapped the table as if Angelina had just told a joke.“Hahaha… Angelina, listen to me carefully,” he said, his eyes narrowing with scorn. “Wake up from your dream. You’re just Derox’s tool in the business rivalry, not family — you mean nothing to them!”Angelina clenched her fist; her jaw tightened. “I am not family! But they will never let me be harmed!”Axton leaned in, lowering his face until it was level with h
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“No breakfast for lazy people!”Evelyn’s voice echoed through the dining room as her hand swiftly snatched the plate of toast away from Moreen.“Mommy!” Moreen exclaimed in shock, her face flushing with restrained anger. “You’re so stingy. Give it back! I’m hungry too.”“Don’t be insolent, Moreen!” Evelyn sneered, her eyes filled with hatred. “I made this toast especially for my son, not for you!”Her tone grew sharper. “A woman like you should know your place. You’re only a guest in this house, so don’t you ever act like the mistress here. If you’re hungry, make your own toast!”Moreen froze for a moment, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, yet her lips stubbornly held back. She refused to cry in front of her mother-in-law.Just as the atmosphere grew heavier, footsteps approached. Axton entered, standing beside the dining table, his gaze shifting between the two women. Old memories came flooding back—he used to watch his mother scold Angelina for defending Moreen. Now, the tables
Revenge of Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 110.
Angelina tossed and turned in bed—on her back, on her left side, then her right. Her eyes stayed wide open, fixed on the darkness of the ceiling. Restlessness gnawed at her chest. Finally, with a long sigh, she sat up. Her bare feet touched the cold marble floor as she walked slowly toward the desk in the corner of her room.She sat down and opened her laptop, which had been lying idle since the afternoon. For a moment, she froze, staring at the blank screen that faintly reflected her own face. “Okay, let’s try tonight,” she murmured under her breath, as though giving herself courage.Her fingers began to dance over the keyboard—swift, steady, as if long accustomed to handling complicated codes. On one of her data-hacking programs, she typed in the name that had haunted her thoughts for days. Barron Cross.It took only seconds for the screen to load results. Angelina leaned in, her eyes widening as she read line after line of information.“No way…” she whispered, her voice catching.T
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That night, Angelina went home alone. Hans had already called her earlier, saying there was an urgent matter at the office he had to take care of. Angelina only sighed, not making a fuss about it. Besides, the two bodyguards seated in the escort car behind her were more than enough to make her feel safe.But on the increasingly deserted road, a black car suddenly sped from the opposite direction, then stopped right in front of her. Angelina instinctively slammed the brakes. Her car screeched to a halt, and her heart pounded wildly.“What the hell is this…” she muttered, eyes narrowing at the sight ahead.A man stepped out of the black car. His stride was heavy, deliberate. A cap shadowed part of his face, the rest hidden behind a mask. He walked closer, then knocked harshly on Angelina’s window.“Open up!” His voice was deep, baritone, dripping with threat.Angelina stayed silent, gripping the wheel tightly while keeping her eyes locked on his every move.“Get out now! Or I’ll smash y
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