All Chapters of Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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161. STRIKE SIX, AGAIN

CLARAI woke up earlier than usual, my clothes already laid out across the bed. I had gone over my answers the night before, practiced in front of the mirror, and even forced myself to smile until my cheeks hurt. This interview mattered. It wasn’t just about the job, it was about moving forward and proving that I could stand on my own feet again. Maybe I could even get a building and build my own company when I had gotten my desired knowledge about the business I could venture in.I sat on the edge of the bed, picked up my phone, and dialed Lucas’s number for probably the hundredth time this week. It rang once, twice, then straight to voicemail. I tried again. Nothing. I bit my lip, scrolling down to the messages I had sent him since yesterday. All unread. No replies.I just needed to know how he was after the scent at his company. He was not at any of his houses or companies. He had just disappeared and there was no one I could ask about him. I was worried, more than I could verbally

Last Updated : 2025-08-17

162. HER WHEREABOUTS

LUCAS I pushed the door open and stepped into silence. The place was dark, the kind of dark that waited for me every night. I dropped my keys on the counter and tossed my jacket on the chair, not caring where it landed. The kitchen light flicked on as I entered. I pulled a mug from the cabinet, set it down, and started the coffee maker. The sound of water dripping filled the room. I leaned against the counter, pressing my hands hard against the surface like it would hold me together. My phone was in my pocket. I pulled it out, scrolled through, and stopped. Clara’s name sat at the top of my screen. A text from early morning. MY WIFE: This is the address for the interview. Wish me luck. I read it twice. My thumb hovered over her name. I pressed call. It rang. It rang again. No answer. I tried once more, slower this time, waiting as if she would feel me pulling her to pick up. Nothing. The phone buzzed in my hand. Zayn’s name flashed across the screen. I picked up. “What is

Last Updated : 2025-08-18

163. HER FATE

CLARAThe van slowed after a while, the heavy sound of the tires dragging against the rough ground outside. My breath caught as the brakes groaned and the whole thing leaned to one side. Michael stirred beside me, his eyes flickering open again, wide and uneasy, like he could already hear something before I did. He pressed his head against the wall and whispered fast.“They stop. They stop now. Get ready, Clara, get ready but don’t show it, they see everything.”I froze, staring at the steel doors. My fingers dug into the ropes, fighting to loosen them even the slightest bit. “Michael,” I whispered, “when they open, distract them. Please.”His lips curved into something close to a smile but not really a smile. “I told you before, they don’t like distractions. They like screams. They’ll make you scream first.”Before I could answer, the locks outside shifted, one after the other. The sound was sharp and loud in the dark space, and my chest tightened. Then the door swung open and daylig

Last Updated : 2025-08-19

164. THE MOVE!

LUCASI grabbed the phone again, pressed redial, and put it to my ear. The same voice answered.“Customer service, how may I—”“Listen, don’t hang up,” I cut her off. “You said she signed in but never signed out. That means she was last seen in your building. Do you have cameras?”“Yes, sir, but I am not authorized—”“Authorized?” My voice rose, sharp and heavy. “You just told me a woman entered your building and never came out. If something happened on your property, you are already involved. Get me someone who can give me answers. Now.”Silence followed, then faint movement, voices in the background. She came back, her tone softer. “Sir, I will escalate this immediately. Please, what is your name and number?”“Lucas Sinclair. Write it down and tell whoever is in charge to call me in five minutes. Not ten. Five.”“Yes, sir. I understand.”I hung up and slammed the phone onto the counter. My chest felt too tight, my breaths shallow. I pressed both hands flat against the table, then fo

Last Updated : 2025-08-20

165. PASSING THROUGH IT

CLARAI leaned against the cold steel, my wrists burning, but my eyes never left the men at the table. They were loud now, drinking from bottles and arguing about money and guns. The ropes bit deeper with every small movement, but I kept at it, slow, twisting my wrists like I was just restless, not fighting to free myself.Anna’s voice trembled again. “Don’t let them see. They watch everything. One wrong move and you’ll be next.”I whispered back, my tone sharp but low. “I don’t plan to sit and wait for them to choose me.”The man tied beside her, his beard patchy and face bruised, turned his head slowly. His eyes were dull but still clear enough to study me. “You sound strong. But strength doesn’t last here. They like breaking it.”I shot him a look. “What’s your name?”“David,” he muttered, shifting against his ropes. “Been here three days. I don’t know what day it is anymore.”Michael groaned then, dragged inside by two of the masked men and thrown against the wall across from us.

Last Updated : 2025-08-21

166. NOT STOPPING

LUCASI pulled into the parking lot of the firm’s tall glass building. The night air was heavy and the lot was nearly empty, just a few cars scattered in the corners. I killed the engine and looked up at the black glass windows. My hands were tight around the wheel until I saw headlights swing into the lot. West’s car. He pulled in two spaces away and stepped out with a quick stride, his coat thrown over one shoulder and his face tense.“Evening Sir,” he started, shutting his door harder than he needed to. I nodded to his greeting, then moved fast to meet him halfway. “She went in here. Never came out. Security said cameras failed on the floor she was supposed to be interviewed on. Nothing but blanks.”West rubbed his jaw. “That sounds like a setup.”“Exactly what I thought,” I muttered. My eyes stayed on the building. “She sent me the address this morning, now she’s gone.”West shook his head slowly, his eyes scanning the place. “You talk to the police yet?”“They said they already

Last Updated : 2025-08-22

167. REALITY CHECKS

CLARAMichael’s breathing was rough, and every time he coughed I thought he might not get up again. The guards were busy drinking and laughing, their guns on the table, bottles rolling to the edge. The air was heavy, and the ropes cut into my wrists until my skin felt raw.David shifted beside me. “They’ll notice soon. You keep moving too much.”“Let them notice,” I said quietly. “They’ll get drunker before the night ends. That’s when we’ll move.”Samuel spoke, his voice steady. “You keep saying that. But do you have a plan?”I twisted my wrists again, feeling the knot slip a little more. “The plan is simple. Wait. Watch. When they drop their guard, we run or fight. Whichever comes first.”Anna shook her head, tears running down her face. “You’re talking like it’s easy. It’s not. They’ll shoot us before we even stand.”Michael forced out a laugh, blood at his lips. “Then at least we die standing.”The guards shouted again, one throwing his bottle against the wall, glass breaking loud.

Last Updated : 2025-08-23

168. MORE TRAILS

LUCAS The city lights passed like shadows as we drove. My mind was not quiet, it was burning. I called West and told him to follow me to my place. He agreed, his voice low, but I caught a strain in it that I could not place. I didn’t care enough to press him yet. When we reached my building, I pulled into the underground garage. He parked beside me. We stepped out without a word and went straight to the elevator. Inside my apartment, the silence was too loud. It was just walls and air, and I hated it tonight. I dropped my keys, shoved the flash drive into the laptop, and opened the files. West stayed standing, his hands in his pockets, his shoulders heavy. I didn’t ask him to sit. The grainy images filled the screen. Clara in her neat dress, her hair back, folder in hand. The man in the cap behind her. His head low, his hands in his pockets. He never signed in. He had no name, no trace. I paused the screen when he lifted his hand to press the elevator button. His face turned a litt

Last Updated : 2025-08-24

169. A REAL LEAD

LUCASI left West with the files still running, knowing I would not be able to fall asleep this night anyways. I told him not to leave until something showed up, and if he did, I would know. I drove across the city until the road turned into quiet streets lined with houses that looked too perfect. Ella’s house stood at the corner, all lights on. I did not bother to call. I walked up, knocked once, and she opened the door herself.“Lucas!” she squealed with fake excitement.I stepped inside without waiting for an invite. “Where is she?”She closed the door slowly. “Who?”“Don’t play dumb with me, Ella. Clara went missing after an interview that never existed. You know something. Say it.”Her lips curved but not in a smile. “You walk into my house at night and throw blame at me. Is that how you greet family now?”“I’m not here to greet you. I’m here for answers.”She crossed her arms. “I had nothing to do with your ex fiancée disappearing. Whatever happened to her is not on me.”I step

Last Updated : 2025-08-25

170. MILLIONS TO KEEP ALIVE

CLARAMichael coughed again, but this time it was louder, and his body shook like he could not hold himself anymore. One of the guards turned and narrowed his eyes at us. “What’s going on there?”I froze, my hands behind me, still pretending the rope held me. Samuel looked down, but Michael lifted his head and smiled weakly. “Just dying slower than you want.”The guard stood and walked over, grabbing Michael by the shirt. He pulled him up and threw him hard to the floor. Michael groaned, blood spilling from his mouth.Anna screamed. “Please, don’t!”The guard slapped her across the face. “Shut up.”The tall masked man came back inside, the room falling quiet once more. He looked at Michael on the floor and then at me. His eyes stayed on me for too long. “Looks like you’re planning something.”I shook my head quickly. “No.”He sighed, "You better not be. I have a bad temper."Anna spent the next few minutes trying to convince me to back down but I unfortunately could not listen to her.

Last Updated : 2025-08-26

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