Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Underestimated Ex: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Gabriel also had frozen. He stood motionless to the reaction of the needle in his neck—he couldn’t feel his body.Adrian had pushed him slightly forward to still block the others from shooting at him directly.So they quickly moved to the side, wanting to shoot at Adrian.“Hold, hold, hold your fire.” Another man stormed into the room in a hurry.There was a CCTV camera in the room watching the whole show. And a man with dreadlocks and a long beard, his dark face carved with toughness, appeared intimidating in a way that naturally made others think twice before crossing his path.He had watched the way Adrian swiftly threw the needle at Gabriel’s neck and also at the other guard’s neck.What he came to intervene for was that since the needle was already in Gabriel, they needed to proceed with caution—else Gabriel might not survive.When he zoomed in and saw how Gabriel froze, his head starting to show a strange

“Yes, let her go now!” a sound could be heard.And it sounded exactly like Gabriel’s voice. The guard from earlier, who went to send the message on the laptop, already figured they’d need to confirm with Gabriel.So when they called on video, the black man thought he could pick up and threaten them to release her. But these were just casual men, paid to do a job, and they didn’t know who he was. His words would only be a joke to them.With no other choice, he was about to click the green surface on the phone screen when the other guard rushed into the room.“Wait…” he said, pulling out a sound simulator. He quickly tuned it to Gabriel’s tone and called the people back on a voice call instead.The men on the other end didn’t think much of it. They assumed maybe Gabriel was busy and didn’t want them to see him. It made sense—he could have private matters…They picked up, and the guard waited for them to speak before he pl

The bald-headed man held a torchlight with his left hand and a wood axe in his right. With that, he launched forward as if he were about to bounce off a cliff into a swimming pool. It looked like he was running with all his strength, but to Seralyth, he resembled a fat pig struggling to carry himself—too slow for her eyes. “Come on. Let me show you how to run,” Seralyth said, disgusted by his sluggish motion, though clearly amused. She sprinted forward at incredible speed, closing the few meters between them in no time. Just as she reached him, she shifted to the left as though to attack from that side. Instinctively, the man swung his axe left, expecting to strike her. But then—he caught sight of her already at his right. “Huh?” he muttered, shocked by her reflexes. Without warning, she moved again—this time right in front of him. She jumped, driving her elbow into his jaw. The force sent him staggering backwards. He lost balance and crashed onto his back. A smile spread acr

Lyra was stunned at the sudden change in Nicolas. What even made her more surprised was that now he was asking her what he could do for her in return since she had agreed to marry him. And it seemed that to this kind of rich man, he saw marriage as a deal and considered it the same as business—that they had to pay for something they bought. So it meant he was buying her, and he wanted to pay for that. It wasn’t strange to her anyway, and that’s exactly what she wanted in the first place. She wanted a man who would see her value and naturally know that she was worth something meaningful, someone who would do something for her when she asked for it. And she had a dying wish she wanted to make, desperately waiting for the lucky star to come around. It seemed Nicolas was her lucky star, and it was just the right moment for her to make that desperate wish. Her face washed in joyous delight as she already imagined that with Nicolas asking her what she wanted in this moment—it was like

Nicolas’s heart started to beat so fast that he didn’t even know why. He was a man who could handle a lot of pressure, but seeing her face turn this moody, he couldn’t help it.“Tell me your account. I’d support your business,” he said.His tone held an urge driven by emotion, sounding almost like urgency.Lyra paused.Is that it? Would he just send me like ten million on the spot and say he dashed me? she thought.For anyone to ask for details like this could only mean they’d send an amount that’d at least be a little bit of help.And right now, she was wearing the J-Tribe necklace John had gotten her. She appeared like someone in comfort, a high-standard woman.But before she could even think too far, Nicolas stretched out his phone to her.Without a word, she quickly received it and typed in her account number.Silence washed down for the next second as he typed away on his phone.“I’ve sent you—” before he could even finish his words, she heard the sound of her phone beep.Excited