All Chapters of His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

~IvyI still couldn’t fully comprehend what Ethan was saying. Everything was happening so fast that my mind could barely catch up. I hadn’t expected the truth to come out this soon—definitely not like this.The plan had always been to expose Asmita’s and Cameil’s devilish ways to the world. That was it. I never imagined that Ethan had another card up his sleeve. Never did it cross my mind that my own secret—the one I had guarded for so long—would also be laid bare today.Trying to piece together everything, I furrowed my brows and turned to Ethan.“Ethan,” I began carefully, my voice trembling slightly, “I understand that this might seem like the perfect chance to reveal who I truly am. But have you thought about how unrealistic this sounds? There’s no way the public can suddenly accept that I’m the hidden CEO of the WASTON Group when they have no idea I’m even showing up. How do you plan to make that happen? It won’t make sense for me to just walk on stage and declare that I’ve been

{Cameil}Asmita stepped onto the stage and took the microphone. I watched her closely, wondering what she was about to say. Deep inside, a flicker of anxiety stirred—what if she decided to bring up everything I’d ever said to her? The thought circled like smoke in my mind, thick with paranoia.Even though I doubted she would actually rat me out, the fear that she might say something to put me in trouble gnawed at my nerves. Still, I forced myself to settle down, bracing for whatever she had planned.She stood there for a moment, smiling at the crowd as they chatted and sipped on their drinks. Then suddenly, she flashed me a strange kind of glare—sharp, knowing—and turned back to the audience.“I’m pretty sure most of you have been excited to see what I’ve prepared for this party,” she began, her voice smooth and confident. “But before I announce anything, I want to take a moment to appreciate every single one of you for coming to celebrate my return to this amazing country—after all t

{Cameil’s POV}“Cameil, my dear! Cameil…”I could hear voices calling my name from afar. The sound felt distant, muffled, as if I was trapped between dream and reality. Then, beneath those calls, came whispers — sharp and cutting.“Isn’t she Ivy? The ex-wife of Lysander Steel? How on earth is she the unknown CEO of WASTON Group?”Rumors began swirling around me like a storm, each word piercing deeper into my thoughts. My mind spun, trying to grasp what was going on.Suddenly, I felt sprinkles of cold water on my face. My eyes shot open, and I jerked up to my feet in shock. My gaze darted to the stage — and there she was.Ivy.Standing confidently under the bright lights, wrapped in a warm embrace with Charlie Moore.My lips parted slightly. “How… how is this possible?” I muttered under my breath.Before I could blink twice, my mother rushed to my side and grabbed my hand. “Are you sure you’re okay, my dear? Did something happen? Why did you faint like that?” she asked, worry filling h

{CAMEIL}I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My heart almost escaped my body the moment Ivy asked Asmita that question.How on earth could she even come up with such an idea? And if Ivy had the guts to ask her that, did that mean she already knew everything?Lysander shifted his stance, his full attention now locked on Ivy. His expression changed into something unreadable—part disbelief, part curiosity. I could tell, deep down, that her words had hit him hard. The Lysander looking at Ivy right now wasn’t the same man who had been surprised earlier to discover she was a billionaire. No—this one was shaken, searching for answers.His eyes narrowed as he asked, “What are you talking about, Ivy? Why are you asking Asmita what happened to my Granny? And what does her death have to do with any of this?”Ivy lifted her chin, her face calm but sharp, and nodded slowly.“There are a lot of things you don’t know, Lysander,” she said evenly. “But I assure you, you’ll find out everything tonig

{Cameil} My head snapped up the moment I heard Asmita’s words.Even Lysander’s eyes widened in shock, his entire face tightening with fury. Before I could make sense of anything, he stormed toward me and grabbed me by the neck.“You heard her right?!” he yelled, his voice trembling with rage. “So you killed Granny because she found out we were having an affair? You actually killed her—after she called that meeting and begged us to stop? You killed my grandmother just because she found out about us?!”I struggled to breathe as his grip tightened, but I finally managed to push his hands away and shouted back, my voice breaking with anger.“Yes, Lysander! Yes! I killed your Granny months ago—and I don’t regret it. I will never regret killing her!”Lysander stumbled back, his chest heaving, eyes glistening with disbelief.His lips parted, but no words came out.At that moment, I didn’t care anymore. The truth—or what they thought was the truth—was out, and I was done hiding behind fear.