All Chapters of Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Adriana was once again sure that even if she and Calvin could occasionally get along pleasantly once or twice, overall, it was still unpleasant. There was a lingering stigma in each other’s hearts, and whenever the opportunity arose, they each wanted to stab the other—just a little.It was better this way. At least she wouldn’t dwell on false tenderness long enough to accidentally forget her original intentions.As the VIP elevator descended, Calvin glanced at her tense expression and said, “There are a lot of reporters' downstairs. You’ll definitely be photographed if you go out like this.”Adriana replied, “I’m not some big star or a rich kid. What’s the point of photographing me?”Besides, the reporters were focused on Ray and Anna. Why would they bother with her?Calvin sneered. “You made quite a splash tonight. You drew a lot of attention—even dared to approach the Develop

Everything that didn’t belong in a hotel room had been swept out, and after ventilating the room, the smell of alcohol was barely noticeable.Calvin still frowned.Adriana, glowing from the aftermath of her search, headed straight for the spot where Maria had planted the camera—under the base of the TV.Without waiting for Calvin to step forward, she took the lead, her long legs moving gracefully.Her slender figure passed by him, and Calvin's frown eased slightly as he followed her into the room at a slower pace.Adriana gave the room a quick survey. It wasn’t a suite, but it was spacious. The furnishings were immediately eye-catching: a round, oversized bed draped with lavender bed curtains.The view from the window wasn’t as good as Calvin’s room, but the decor clearly catered to women—fresh rosebuds on the table and a shag carpet that muffled footsteps so thoroughly that movement was nearly silent.

She had no idea how much her name had circulated in upper circles after last night. No public information was online, but that didn’t stop word of mouth from spreading through the crowd. Countless versions of the story emerged, some of them simply outrageous.Adriana boarded and asked, “Deputy Director, do you think I can still be saved?”Carson couldn’t stand Adriana’s obvious attempt to piggyback on him and said, clearly irritated, “Are you really that stupid, or are you just playing the wise guy? Acting so high-profile right now? Aren’t you afraid of being targeted?”Adriana dropped her feigned silly smile, resuming her usual calm and cautious demeanor. Her voice lowered. “Have you ever heard the saying: what you fear comes to you, but if you don’t fear it, nothing happens? Can we really find peace by hiding? I don’t think so.”She believed that with Carson’s connections and resources, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to find out her true identity. Perhaps before, Carson only knew

Henry pretended not to notice her eyes and smiled, "Calvin, how can you come to visit a patient empty-handed? Look at how thoughtful Adriana is—people are bringing flowers.”Calvin's gaze swept across the coffee table, where sunflowers and other blooms sparkled in the sunlight, pleasing to the eye. “Is one bunch not enough? Should I bring a full meal instead?”Ray's body ached, and his heart was filled with anger. The fires burning both inside and out seemed to scorch the soles of his feet. He let out a cold snort. “Are you here to visit me, or just to laugh at my misfortune?”Calvin stood at the end of the bed, looking at Ray’s miserable posture with a hint of disdain. “You’re the one who didn’t act carefully, and now you want to blame others?”Ray was struck speechless and clenched his teeth in frustration. “Don’t push me too far!”Calvin replied coldly, “People who often walk by the river will eventually get their shoes wet. Be more careful next time, especially in a place like a h

"You want to return the favor, don’t you? Then do it now."An hour later, Calvin’s words were still echoing in Adriana’s mind. Sitting in his car, her emotions felt like a roller coaster—especially when she realized Calvin was driving out of New York City.The car passed through a toll station and merged onto the highway. Adriana glanced at Calvin, whose face remained dark and unreadable behind the wheel. He didn’t even spare her a proper glance.“Where are we going?” she asked.Calvin stared coldly at the road ahead. The car surged to 102 miles per hour, hugging the leftmost lane. The vehicles ahead and behind were far in the distance.It was as if the spinning tires were the only outlet for the emotions he hadn’t yet released.“It’s too late for regrets. Sit tight,” he snapped.Adriana wasn’t regretting anything—but she was terrified. Calvin always acted unpredictably. Who knew what he was planning this time?“I just want to make sure we’ll be stopping at the service area to refuel,