All Chapters of The Billionaire's Scorned Ex-wife Is Back For Revenge: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Nichole's POVAfter the tactical team left with Adrian, I couldn't sit still. I kept walking back and forth in my living room, checking my phone every few seconds even though I knew they wouldn't have any updates yet. They had only been gone for twenty minutes."Nichole, you're making me nervous with all that pacing," Jennifer said from her spot at my dining room table, where she had her laptop and equipment set up."I can't help it," I said, walking from the window to the couch and back again. "Something feels wrong about this whole situation.""Wrong how?""I don't know. It just feels too easy. Vincent gives us an address, we send a tactical team, we rescue Marcus. Since when does Vincent make things simple?"Jennifer looked up from her computer screen. "Maybe he's getting desperate. Maybe he knows his time is running out and he's making mistakes.""Vincent doesn't make mistakes," I said, still pacing. "He's too careful, too calculated. This feels like another one of his traps.""Th

Marcus's POVVincent was staring at his tablet screen with the most satisfied expression I had ever seen on his face. He kept switching between different camera feeds, watching as Adrian and the tactical team got closer and closer to the warehouse."This is perfect," he said, almost talking to himself. "Everything is going exactly as I planned."I could see on his screen that the tactical team vehicles had arrived at the warehouse district. Men in black gear were getting out and checking their weapons and equipment."Vincent, please," I said, my voice cracking. "Don't do this. Those people are just trying to help Marcus. They don't deserve to die.""Deserve?" Vincent looked at me with amusement. "Marcus, life isn't about what people deserve. It's about what people are willing to do to get what they want.""What you want is revenge against Nichole. You don't need to kill innocent people to get that.""Those people stopped being innocent the moment they decided to interfere with my plan

Vincent's POVMy encrypted phone rang just as I was loading Marcus into the back of my van. I saw Lydia's contact name on the screen and smiled. Perfect timing - I had good news to share."Lydia," I answered, closing the van doors and walking a few steps away so Marcus couldn't hear everything I was about to say."Vincent, I've been waiting for your call all day. How are things going with the Marcus situation?""Better than I could have hoped," I replied, looking back at the van where my prisoner was secured. "Phase two of the operation was a complete success.""What happened?""Nichole took the bait exactly as I predicted. She hired a professional tactical team to rescue Marcus from the warehouse address I gave her.""And?""And I eliminated the entire team, along with Adrian Gonzalez."There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment."You killed Adrian?" Lydia's voice carried a note of surprise."The warehouse was rigged with enough explosives to level the entire buildin

Adrian's POVI was sitting on a piece of concrete rubble, trying to clean the blood from cuts on my face with what was left of my torn shirt, when my phone started ringing. The screen was cracked from the explosion, but I could still see it was Nichole calling.My heart jumped. After that massive explosion, after being thrown across the parking lot by the blast, I hadn't been able to contact her to let her know I was alive. She was probably terrified, thinking that Vincent had killed all of us."Nichole," I said as soon as I answered."Adrian! Thank God!" Her voice came through clearly, filled with relief and tears. "Are you okay? We heard that explosion and then all our communications went dead. I thought... I thought you were all killed.""I'm alive. Hurt, but alive. Most of the tactical team made it out too.""What happened? Was it a trap like we thought?"I looked around at the destroyed warehouse, at Commander Stevens lying nearby with his broken leg, at the other team members nu

Nichole's POVI had been pacing back and forth in my living room for what felt like hours. Every few minutes, I would stop and look at my phone, hoping for some kind of update from Adrian or the tactical team. But the silence was driving me crazy.Jennifer was still at her laptop, monitoring what she could of Vincent's surveillance network while keeping his cameras locked on false footage at the warehouse site. She had told me the disruption would last about an hour, but I had no idea how much of that time had already passed."Any word from them?" I asked for probably the tenth time."Not yet," Jennifer replied without looking up from her screen. "But that's probably good news. If something had gone wrong, we would have heard about it by now."I walked over to the window and looked out at the street. Everything looked so normal out there. People walking their dogs, kids riding bikes, neighbors chatting over fences. It was hard to believe that somewhere across the city, my friends were