All Chapters of ON THE BRUTAL BILLIONAIRE'S BED: Chapter 171 - Chapter 178

MAXIMUMAt that moment, my mood was terrible. I should have felt relief that the enemy who had haunted me for years—someone I once wanted dead—was finally gone. Yet all I felt was pity.I felt weak as I pushed myself to my feet and strode towards the door. When I reached it, I issued a cold command: "Take him to the morgue."Without hesitation, I opened the door and left. I headed straight to my room, collapsing onto the floor and releasing a heavy sigh. The thought that Lionel had taken his own life only deepened my sense of ruefulness.He valued himself so highly that he was willing to sacrifice everything—everyone—to pursue his own happiness. I lamented his reckless choices, shaking my head.I poured myself a glass of liquor and swallowed it in one gulp, trying to drown the turmoil inside."Lana is in Mexico," I muttered grimly. "That won't be easy to penetrate—those cartels hate me. They've chosen the perfect location for an ambush." I sneered at the thought. I knew they were plan

MAXIMUMI stood at Lionel’s graveside until dusk, lost in thought. As the last light faded, my phone suddenly rang.I swiftly retrieved it, and a voice crackled through the speaker: “Boss, the arrangement has been made.”I responded calmly, “I’ll be there.”As darkness settled, I left the graveside, heading toward a busy street. I stepped out of my car, then veered into a shadowy alley, taking a sharp turn.Suddenly, a voice called out, “Catch!”A car key was hurled in my direction. I caught it effortlessly, then strode quickly to a nearby rental car parked roadside. I slid into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and sped off into the night.After two hours of driving, I arrived at the seaport, cloaked in darkness. I slipped out of the car and moved behind the security booth. From there, I retrieved a shopping bag, changed into a different outfit, and approached the shipyard.A figure approached me but then turned away without a word. I quickly followed, and he led me to a ship an

LANABernardo hadn't been back in a long time. I was deeply asleep when I suddenly heard his angry shouting from the doorway, yelling at the top of his lungs, “Where is that bitch? Damn bitch, where are you?”My heart pounded against my chest, and my fingers curled nervously. I felt a tightening in my chest—fear gripped me.The door to my room was kicked open violently. I trembled, overwhelmed by fear.“Bitch, where the fuck are you? Why is this room so dark?” he growled, and that’s when I realized he was drunk.Suddenly, the light bulbs flickered on, flooding the room with brightness. I turned my head and caught a glimpse of the clock: it was already 3 a.m.Bernardo looked at me with so much rage that I felt my toes curl in fear. I swallowed hard, shuddering.“Bitch, you’re a curse—you were born to destroy everything,” he spat. “Look what you’ve done. You destroyed everything I worked for. You wrecked my chances with your mother. Now, everything I own is up in smoke. Are you happy?”

LANAI just stared at the daze, unable to accept what I had just seen—Maximum watching a video of another man touching me. It hurt so much that I couldn’t find the strength to be angry at him.Tears kept streaming down my face."There’s no need to cry. It’s not your fault," he reassured me softly as he sped down the road.Despite his words, I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling inside me.Maximum drove me back to Washington. We got out of the car and headed into the house. Inside, he looked at me with concern and said, "Lana, don’t think about it anymore. I’m just happy you’re back—that’s what matters to me. Nothing else."I said nothing in response. He stepped out of the car, then turned back, opened the door, and I followed him inside. The butler, seeing us, looked surprised."Ma’am," I nodded politely in his direction and followed Maximum further inside.I was surprised not to see Annabella and Charles. I looked at Maximum with a questioning gaze, and he immediately understood what I