The Billonaire's Vengeful Wife

The car came to a sudden halt, jolting the driver. His heart skipped a beat. He gripped the steering wheel tightly and glanced nervously at the young man sitting in the back seat.His boss lifted his eyes slightly from the tablet he was scrolling through. His lips pressed into a thin line. His voice was cold: “Why have we stopped?”The driver’s pulse quickened. He swallowed hard, trying to steady his hands. “A woman… she fainted in front of the car.”Silence filled the air, thick and suffocating. The boss didn’t move. The driver waited, heart racing.Finally, the boss’s voice cut through the silence, icy and calm: “Check who it is.”The driver’s eyes widened. This wasn’t like him at all.He hesitated before stepping out, his steps heavy. Kneeling beside the woman, he checked her pulse. His heart sank—her pulse was erratic.His voice trembled. “Boss… her pulse is irregular. She needs to go to the hospital now…”The driver fell silent, staring nervously at his boss. Why did he care so

Astrid felt as if her world had fallen apart. Seeing the five big men in black suits coming for her, a weak, pregnant girl, she felt like prey ready to be devoured. With a loud thud, she knelt down. She clasped her hands together and her lower lip trembling as she pleaded, “Please let my child live. I will do everything you ask me. As Astrid's words hung in the air, Freya’s eyes filled with tears as she watched her daughter beg for mercy. Her heart was filled with guilt as she didn't stand up for her. She couldn't help but look away. When Astrid noticed her mother's reaction, she turned to her father, her eyes full of hope as she crawled toward him and clutched his knees. “Father, save me. I'm still your loving daughter.” Seeing his daughter, who had always been so strong, reduced to this state made his heart soften for a moment. “Yes, you are my daughter. You were a good child, Astrid. Gentle, faithful, kind… but you’ve changed.” “But Father, I haven’t changed! I’m being fr

Krax could see the hatred in Astrid's eyes. Her piercing blue eyes made her look incredibly adorable. With the file his assistant had sent him, he could see that the woman had really suffered. But wait—did she really kill her brother-in-law? If so, what could have driven her to do that? Interesting, this is really interesting, he thought to himself while studying the woman who looked so innocent. She didn't seem like a killer. As he remained immersed in his thoughts, Astrid snapped out of hers and noticed Krax’s intense gaze fixed on her. She instinctively touched her face, wondering if something was wrong. “What?” she asked, annoyed, after realizing there was nothing out of place. Krax said nothing. Instead, he shifted his gaze from her and stared at the IV drip attached to her hand with an expressionless face. “You’re going to stay here for a week. We’ll talk about everything after you’re fully healed,” he said firmly. Astrid was stunned. “A full week? Are you kidding me? Wh

Josh's heart skipped a beat when he saw the caller. He took a deep breath to sound normal. "B-Boss," he said, trying to hide the panic in his tone. "Josh, I hope all is well," Krax said, noticing the tense in Josh’s voice. When Josh realized his boss could sense the uneasiness, he swallowed hard. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "N-nothing, B-Boss," he stammered. His legs grew weak as he failed to conceal it anymore. "Josh, you better tell me what's going on before I find out myself," Krax said in a cold, threatening tone. His chilly voice sent shivers down Josh's spine, making his hands tremble. "Uhm... the lady you asked me to look after... she escaped," Josh said, almost dropping the phone with his shaky hands. Suddenly, the line went silent. Josh held his breath, not daring to wake the sleeping lion. After a couple of seconds, he wondered why it was quiet. He shifted the phone from his ear to check if his boss had hung up. The call was still connected. "Boss..."

With bloodshot eyes, his heart beating fast, he walked toward them in quick strides. Astrid's hands didn’t sense the coming danger, her eyes were unfocused, and there was a smile playing on her lips. Ryan’s face twisted in a mixture of disgust and rage; he could feel his fist clenching at the sight. He tried his best to keep his cool, but it was a losing battle. When he got there, he didn’t say a word. With a swift movement, he grabbed Astrid’s wrist, his fingers wrapping tightly around it as he pulled her away from the other man. “What the heck!” the man exclaimed in annoyance. He was about to succeed. “What's your problem?” he barked, but Krax paid no attention to him. Astrid, who had suddenly been pulled away, looked up at the man in confusion. She stared at him, trying to find anything familiar, but she didn’t seem to recall anything. “Let go of me! Who the heck are you?” Astrid said in a defensive tone, trying to break free from his grip. The grey-haired man spok