Semua Bab The Billionaire's Scorned Ex-wife Is Back For Revenge: Bab 61 - Bab 65

ADRIAN'S POVI watched through the lobby windows as the security guards walked Nichole to her car. My hands were pressed against the glass so hard my knuckles were white.This was wrong. Everything about this was wrong."Adrian," Jennifer said behind me. "We have to do something. Now."I turned around. Jennifer's face was red with anger. She had her laptop bag over her shoulder and a thick folder in her hands."What's in the folder?" I asked."Everything we've been collecting on Logan for the past weeks. Bank records, email logs, meeting schedules. All the weird stuff that didn't make sense before."I pulled out my phone. "I'm calling Marcus Webb.""The investigator?""He's been digging into this Vincent Reeves thing. If Logan just pulled this stunt, it means they're moving fast. We need to move faster."I dialed Marcus's number. He picked up on the second ring."Adrian? What's wrong? You sound stressed.""They just kicked Nichole out of the company. Emergency board meeting. Logan had

NICHOLE'S POVIf a soothsayer or a diviner had told me I would ever be imprisoned, I wouldn't have believed it. Me, Nichole Valmont, in a prison with... well, just cockroaches and mosquitoes.My lawyer made sure that I wasn't put in a cell with other people in it. I slapped my body multiple times trying to kill the mosquitoes and flies that surrounded me, but I couldn't even catch any of them. They just kept on coming."Would you want something to cover up?" the female officer asked."Um, no I don't. I'm fine.""But you don't look fine," she said.I ignored her question and looked away.She came closer to the cell. "For what it's worth, I don't believe you are guilty of all these charges," she said."You don't?" I asked, my eyes widening."Yes, I knew your father.""You did?""Well, yeah, not directly though, but I knew what kind of man he was. I knew that he trained you well."I watched her quietly as she kept on saying so many good things about my father. Somehow I felt a little bit

VINCENT'S POVThe voices were getting closer. I could hear their footsteps echoing in the hallway. My heart started beating faster, but I forced myself to stay calm. I'd been planning this for fifteen years. I wasn't going to let a few curious cops ruin everything now.Nichole was still talking. Still trying to be brave. Still reminding me of Sarah."You think you're getting justice for your daughter," she said. "But all you're doing is proving that you're exactly the kind of man who deserved to be in prison."Something snapped inside me. The rage I'd been keeping under control for so long exploded like a bomb in my chest.How dare she. How dare this spoiled little princess talk about what I deserved. She had no idea what I'd been through. No idea what it felt like to watch your daughter waste away because of her father's lies.I moved faster than I'd moved in years. My hand shot out and caught Nichole across the face. Hard. The sound echoed off the concrete walls.She dropped like a