THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS’ REVENGE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

"Shit, that's Mario!" James cursed.Before Michael could react, he suddenly felt the air in his lungs getting forcibly knocked out. James had shoved him with so much force that he was flying towards the refrigerator.Two shots rang and he heard a bullet wheeze past him to the door of the lift. The second one was from James as he aimed for Mario but Mario had closed the distance between James and he slammed into James with a wrestler's spear technique that sent the both of them scattering along the kitchen floor.The gun in James's hand flew away after the collision.James was stunned and his eyes flew in circles as he battled on trying to get his spinning head to work.Mario was back on his feet and he was looking for a gun —anything he could use to kill. His eyes zeroed on the gun and a murderous grin sat on his face.Michael knew that if he did nothing, his best friend was going to die. So he did the only thing his mind told him to do.He ran straight toward Mario and slammed into h

Iryna relaxed in the car with Reynold beside her. They were heading to the physiotherapist that was in charge of nursing him back to using his legs properly."You didn't have to escort me all the way," Reynold said. "That isn't a trait of Walters," he teased."You are my boyfriend, and we won't do that kind of business again," Iryna said. "How do you like being in a car without Lucien breathing down your neck?" Iryna changed the subject. Reynold suppressed a laugh. "It feels good, but I know he is following us close by and watching, he is too committed."Iryna looked behind and saw her escort following Reynold's car behind. "I can see his eyes," she pointed. Lucien was driving directly behind them. Reynold turned. "Oh? Then that must have what I have been feeling behind my head for a while now, that skull-boring look," Reynold said and laughed again.Iryna laughed lightly, and then she looked ahead in front of them. There were several police cars around the area as if something had

James and Michael slowly stepped into the store, which was very close to the forest. Apart from the lady at the counter, there was nobody inside the store, so they needn't worry about people seeing them or it would be bad. James turned to the attendant at the counter. "Where is the bathroom?" He asked her.The lady looked at James up and down and her eyes darted back to Michael. Michael looked away for fear of being recognized."Straight down, take the next right and easy on the tap," she warned. "Great!" James rubbed his hands together, content that his plan was working.. He brought out a hundred dollar bill and passed it to the attendant."Do you have a clothing section?" He asked the lady politely. "Yeah, obviously, what happened to you guys?" She asked. There was a smile on her face. The hundred-dollar tip was working its magic. "A series of unpleasant events," Michael sighed and walked towards the toilet. James turned back to her. "I will also need some band-aid, and spirit

The canaries flew happily in its large cage which covered about ten square meters, which was quite extravagant. It was enough space to house at least ten homeless people without them getting in their faces. The canaries sang happily and fluttered about, without any care in the world. The life of the canary was pretty simple. Fly, sing, eat, and shit, compared to us humans. The door was slammed open and the birds became excited, flying about their cages in a frenzy. Federico walked in with his entourage, his face red with anger. He went straight to the mini bar and poured himself some strong whiskey. The bodyguards watched in silence as he gobbled the contents down and grimaced fiercely at the strength of the alcohol. "Report," Federico grimaced. He was squeezing his face so hard, he would almost incite a stroke. "They haven't been found yet sir," a man explained. Federico didn't respond and poured himself another glass of whiskey. "What about Mario? How is he doing?" He asked.

Almost all the news channels in America were there today. They tried to grab as many shots of Federico as he entered the police van."Mr. Cuccini? Any comments on your hearing? How do you feel as you have been sentenced to many years in prison?" A journalist from ABC News TV asked him."You can kiss my ass!" Federico hissed. "Puttana!"Iryna stood at the main door with Reynold, Lucien, and Jim and they watched from afar."So this is the end? No more pain in the ass, and a good night's sleep," Iryna said with a sigh. It felt strange having Federico off her back."Now we can rest easy," Reynold said.Lucien smiled at Reynold's comment but his eyes were searching around them. He noticed the uneasiness around the open space and he turned to Jim and nudged him in the shoulder. "What are you doing here? You are the chief of police, go and address them," Lucien reminded him."Oh! Thanks!" Jim slapped his head and walked quickly to the press.Iryna let out another sigh. She watched as Jim to