Semua Bab Married To My Ex Billionaire Uncle: Bab 241 - Bab 250

The sky was a deep, foreboding gray, as if it too were mourning the loss of Judy. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth as Ivy walked behind the hearse, her eyes fixed on the polished wooden casket adorned with a spray of white lilies, Judy's favorite flowers.As they reached the gravesite, the mourners gathered around, their faces etched with grief and sorrow. But Ivy's eyes were fixed on one person alone, one person she wished she could crush, melt, break, or kill if it wasn't against the law. Steve stood in front of everyone else, his face showing the grief more than anyone else. Many would relate, after all, it's his sister that died, but Ivy saw through that facade. It seemed Steve enjoyed killing; he should start bracing himself for his own death!"Ivy. Ivy! Snap out of it, okay?" Zack called, pulling Ivy from her thoughts. "Don't cause a scene, at least not now."Ivy didn't even realize her face was scrunched like a ball that had been crushed by a hydraulic press. She

The question hung in the air, thick and heavy. Ivy’s breath hitched as Nadia’s words landed like a direct blow. The anger that had fueled her outburst at the cemetery now mingled with a chilling dread. She looked at Nadia, really looked at her, seeing the raw grief and desperate need for answers reflected in her tear-filled eyes. This wasn't just about her own loss anymore; it was about Nadia's too. "I…" Ivy started, but her voice seemed lost. She wanted to deny it, to protect Nadia from the harsh reality, but the lie wouldn't come. How would she even explain that? She had let her anger take over, and now she had Nadia hearing her accusations. "Answer me. Is it true?" Nadia pressed firmly, her voice trembling... Ivy froze, her eyes wandering over Nadia's face. Her anger was long gone, now replaced by uncertainty. Should she tell her? But there was no proof yet, and she didn't want Nadia to get involved. "Ivy, answer me. 'Cause it seems like an accident to me. Why would you acc

Steve's eyes widened in disbelief as police officers swarmed the room. The cold steel of the handcuffs snapped around his wrists as the police officer recited their usual Miranda rights. "This is a setup!" he snarled. "You have no proof!" His gaze darting between the officers, Finn, and Ivy, but the fear in his eyes betrayed his bravado. "Oh, we have plenty," Finn replied, his voice firm. "You'll see them in court." "Y-you... you can't do this!" he shouted, but his voice lacked its usual authority. The realization that his carefully constructed world was crumbling around him was evident in his eyes as he looked at Ivy. Meanwhile, Ivy could no longer conceal the relieved smile on her face. "You're right about one thing, Steve. 'The past is the past. We can't change what's already happened. But..." she stepped closer, a triumphant gleam in her eyes. "You'll get the repercussions of what you've done.'" Steve's face contorted with rage as the officers moved him out of the shop.

THREE MONTHS LATER"The defendant, Steve Hale, is hereby convicted of the crimes of murder in the first degree, tampering with evidence, and felony fraud for staging his own death and attempting to evade justice."The gavel struck with a final, resounding *thwack*. "Court dismissed."Ivy's eyes gleamed as she got up from her seat. The taste of triumph was too sweet not to gloat. She could feel Steve's eyes burning into hers, but it was clear as crystal—he was utterly powerless now.Zack hugged her from the side and murmured into her ear, "Let's get you home; you must be tired."Ivy nodded, smiling wearily. She had insisted on coming to court, despite still recovering, just to witness Steve's downfall.Zack wrapped a supportive arm around her waist, helping her navigate the crowded courtroom. "You did it, Ivy," he whispered, his voice filled with pride. "You can finally rest.""I couldn't agree more," she said, but inwardly hoping she could forget."Ivy." ...."Ivy."A voice cut throug

FEW MINUTES EARLIER "Albert." "Albert!" Henry followed after Albert, who was rushing to his car. "Albert, reacting impulsively won't solve anything." Albert finally stopped and turned around, his eyes blazed with anger. "You see what he's done, Henry? He's given Zack the one thing I've always wanted." Henry placed a restraining hand on Albert's shoulder. "I know, Albert. But we need to find a way to resolve this peacefully." Albert shook off Henry's hand. "I'm disappointed you're not supporting me on this. Which side are you on—" "Zack isn't the problem here... it's the old man." Henry took a deep breath and tried to reason with Albert. "I'm not taking anyone's side, Albert. I just want you to calm down. Maybe there's a way we can settle this... make a deal with Zack..." "I'm not making a deal with Zack over my birthright!" Albert's voice rose, but he quickly took a deep breath, replacing his anger with calculated determination. "I'll resolve it, all right, and