Lahat ng Kabanata ng Billionaire Ex-Wife’s Revenge: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

NathanielI could feel the adrenaline surging through my veins even before Oliver finished speaking. Mr. Montgomery, the man who had always been the picture of strength, had collapsed. He was the kind of man who never showed weakness, someone who carried himself with an ironclad resolve, unbending in the face of adversity. So, hearing that he was in any sort of trouble felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me.I had to know what happened. Now.“Are you sure of what you are saying?” I asked and Oliver nodded “Yes I am very sure, there is no way I would have come up with fake news, I am telling you the truth.” “Olivia, what happened?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I meant. The words tumbled out faster than my brain could catch up.He was shaking her head, looking more flustered than I’d ever seen him. “I don’t know. I was just there when it happened. he just collapsed. They called the ambulance. I…” his voice trailed off, and I could see the worry on his face. The wo

Avery I paced back and forth in my room, the thick carpet beneath my feet wearing down with each anxious step. The walls felt like they were closing in on me, the weight of the world pressing down on my chest. Every second felt like an eternity. My father… was he okay? Was he still alive? The uncertainty gnawed at my insides, the fear of losing him clouding every thought in my head. I couldn’t stop myself from running through the worst-case scenarios over and over, each one more horrific than the last.“Take a deep breath, Avery,” Clara’s voice broke through my spiraling thoughts. I hadn’t even noticed she had entered the room, but she stood by the door now, her brow furrowed with concern.“I can’t,” I replied, my voice tight, barely able to hide the tremor. “I don’t know what’s going on, Clara. My father could be in danger. I need to…”“You will know,” Clara said firmly, walking over to me and placing a hand on my shoulder. “Nathaniel’s going to take care of it. I’m sure of it. Your

Sasha knew she fucked up, her impulse mistake pressing down on her chest like a vise. The second the words had left her mouth, she knew she had made a grave error. She shouldn’t have said anything to Ethan. She shouldn’t have mentioned her father. She should have kept her guard up, but in the heat of the moment, her mouth had betrayed her. How could I be so stupid? Ethan’s face had shifted the moment she blurted out the truth about her father’s disappearance. That smug, calculating smile had played across his lips, and Sasha had known right then and there that she had given him the one thing he’d been waiting for leverage. He didn’t know anything about her father’s whereabouts, not yet, but now he did. And it was all because she had let her guard slip. “Is your father really missing, Sasha?” Ethan had asked, that sharp edge to his voice slicing through her already fragile composure. She had wanted to deny it, to backtrack, to take the words back, but it was too late. There was no g

AveryThe sudden buzz of his phone had broken the moment, I wanted to pull him back and finish what he started, I couldn’t believe when I got to this… I don’t normally care about him around but now I was more than aware of him… I wanted his touch and for a second, he stayed close, his warm breath fanning my cheek. Then, with a small, apologetic smile, he leaned back in his seat and reached for his phone.“Sorry,” he muttered, glancing at the screen.I let out a shaky breath, my heart pounding in my chest. This wasn’t the first time Nathaniel had gotten close like that, and I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. I folded my arms, watching him as he read the message, his expression darkening. I knew something was up immediately, I wanted to ask him what he had found and it seemed he could read my thoughts as he suddenly spoke which caused me to crane my neck and glance at his face.“It’s from the investigator, the one I put into finding more information about Mrs. Montgomery,” he said, hi

The rain came down hard, splattering against the pavement in relentless sheets. Mrs. Montgomery stepped out of the black sedan, her heels tapping against the stone walkway as she quickly opened her umbrella. She didn’t care about the cold or the wetness, the storm reflecting her own inner turmoil. The house ahead was a solitary mansion, isolated far from the city, away from prying eyes. This was the place she had chosen, the place where secrets could breathe in the shadows.As she made her way up the steps, she could feel the anxiety gnawing at her. With each step, the tension in her chest grew, she was tired, she needed answers and at the same time, she needed to be in the presence of someone who could calm her down. This wasn’t the first time she had visited this place, she had been frequenting this place for years and she was just lucky she was never caught by anyone. She pushed the door open and stepped into the hallway. The air smelled of smoke, thick and heavy, lingering like a