Married To My Ex Billionaire Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Just when the host was getting ready to end the introduction, Kate's fingers closed around the water bottle like a vice, and with a swift motion, she poured its contents onto Irene's flawlessly made-up face.Irene's gasp echoed through the stunned silence. She flinched back in response to Kate's sudden unexpected drenching, her eyes widening in shock. The liquid splashed across her perfectly contoured face, sending her makeup streaming down like a ruined canvas.As her smeared makeup slowly cascaded down her face, it revealed her true complexion beneath the facade.The next second, there was a loud chorus of shocked murmurs from the audience. The other reporters in the corner were immediately swept off their feet and hurried to the scene. Their camera lenses clicked wildly, capturing the dramatic moment that would never be forgotten in entertainment news. The host stood dumbstruck as he noticed the different shades in Irene's face; though it wasn't overly perceptible, something click

"All thanks to you.....Chris," Kate whispered, her voice barely audible as her eyes were fixed on Chris, whose gaze was intently focused on the windshield. An imperceptible smirk curled up his lip as his eyes flickered, but his gaze didn't meet Kate's. Instead, he stared ahead, his smirk growing ever so slightly. He felt a surge of satisfaction, knowing his plan was unfolding perfectly. Kate had taken the bait, and now she was exactly where he wanted her. He had appeared at the perfect time to pick her up at the entrance of the gala venue, which was part of their arrangement in order for her to escape from the media's probing questions, as they would want to find more information to add to the story. "You're amazing, Chris," Kate said, her voice filled with gratitude as she ended the call with Ivy, a warm smile still on her face. "I couldn't have done this without you." Chris smirked and nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving the road. "It's nothing," he replied, adding, "You did

Ivy lounged on her plush bed with her head nestled in Zack's lap as she spoke into the phone. "How does it feel to be stabbed in the back, sister?" she purred, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I bet you're fuming right now.""You think destroying my reputation will make me stop?" Irene's voice came out sharp and stern. "You have no idea how far I'm willing to go to make you regret."Ivy crossed her legs, swaying gently, her expression bored as she listened to Irene's empty threats. "Oh, I'm scared," she taunted, pretending to shiver. "Irene, you're so predictable."Zack's fingers traced gentle patterns on Ivy's scalp as he listened to their conversation. His face was blank, yet his eyes sparkled with amusement."As I go down, I'll take you down with me." Irene's furious response was palpable, even through the phone.Ivy just rolled her eyes at Irene's empty threats; it seemed that retaliating was all she could do, and it was obvious based on her current situation. Alternatively

Ivy stepped out of the bathroom, her hair styled and makeup applied, ready for a night out at the cinema with Anna. They had plans to watch *Tomboy Donna* together.However, as she reached for her purse on the bedside table, her hand brushed against something unexpected—a movie ticket.She picked it up, her brow furrowing in confusion as she scanned the front. "*Tomboy Donna's*" was printed on the ticket. The particular ticket wasn't hers, as she was very sure she had one inside her purse. Then who had bought the ticket?Just then, Zack emerged into the room, wearing a black hoodie that cast a shadow over his face. "Hello, wifey," he said softly, holding out another hoodie. "Put this on."Ivy's eyes narrowed, curiosity getting the better of her. "What's going on?" she asked, a small smile curling up her lips as her eyes sparkled with amusement. "When did you even get back?"Zack's smile widened as he tossed the hoodie. "Come on, quick! We don't want to be late!" he urged her as he gen

AT THE PARKING LOT "IVY. IVY!" Zack called out, his voice laced with urgency and concern as he searched every nook and cranny for Ivy, but there was no sign of her anywhere. "Where did she go just now? How could she leave without telling me?" Zack complained as he stood by the side of the road. He let out a frustrated sigh, his eyes still scanning the whole place; yet it was as if she had suddenly disappeared. How come he didn't noticed it immediately? Or was she playing tricks on him? It wouldn't be so surprising if she were teasing him. Typical wifey, as for the last few days she had learned the habit of teasing him. "Ivy, this isn't funny. Come out wherever you're hiding!" Zack pleaded, his voice tinged with worry and frustration despite concluding it was a sick joke of hers. He searched between cars, thinking she might be hiding somewhere close by, yet there was no sign of her. Upon sensing no response despite his pleading tone, a faint unease crept up his spine; the silen