All Chapters of Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife: Chapter 241 - Chapter 248

Dear Gentle Readers, This author has really tried his best to put his vision into words. However, if it displeases you from time to time, there is very little he can do about it. All he can tell you is that Alexander will know her identity at Chapter 250. The choice is yours whether to continue the journey or choose a different path. Whichever decision you will make, this author respects that and thanks you for getting this far and supporting the story. Yours, Ethan---Inside the sleek black car parked in the distance, Alexander sat in silence, the soft glow of his cigarette briefly illuminating the sharp lines of his face. One hand rested outside the open window, catching the chill of the night air, while the other held the cigarette between two fingers—its ember flaring each time he drew in a slow, quiet breath.The interior of the car was bone-cold, but it wasn’t the weather—it was his mood. Rage simmered just beneath his calm surface. The faint crimson at the corners of his eyes

After Alexander left, Jonathan arrived as promised—but he didn’t enter the lounge. Instead, he waited quietly outside until Ava stepped out, her steps light but steady.Jonathan offered a small nod and began explaining the schedule in his usual calm, methodical manner. “In the morning, you’ll need to wake Mr. Vanderbilt, accompany him to social events, manage his business relationships, and act as his driver when needed.”Ava mentally jotted everything down, her expression unreadable.“If you have any questions, just call me,” he added with a faint smile. “I’ll be stationed at the Vanderbilt Group for now. I won’t be shadowing him anymore.”There was a brief pause before Jonathan added, almost as an afterthought, “If Mr. Vanderbilt gets angry… don’t confront him directly. Say something soft—he cools down faster that way.”Ava nodded, absorbing the advice without argument. She gathered her notes and went to reorganize the day's plans. But the moment she stepped into the top-floor offic

Ava had other matters to attend to that day—pressing ones. She made her way to the Morales family company headquarters, where the atmosphere buzzed with quiet tension.There, she spotted Wes waiting for her near the front office. He looked noticeably better than the last time they’d met—his color had returned, and his posture had straightened—but there was still a shadow in his eyes, the kind that lingered after trauma. The memory of being forcibly taken by Anita still haunted him.“Ava,” he greeted, his voice lighter than she expected. “I’ve been waiting a while. I wanted to recommend a director for your project. Have you heard of Ray Rossi?”Her brow arched slightly. “The one who directed The Gentleman?”Wes nodded. “Yeah. That show has been a cult classic for a decade now. But two years ago, Ray was accused of sexual harassment. His reputation was destroyed overnight. His wife took the kids and left him. Ava, I met him at a bar recently. He’s… in a really dark place, but I still be

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