All Chapters of Rebirth Of The Billionarie Ex Wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Anna POV The drive home from the boathouse was a blur. Max’s words echoed in my head, I couldn't control the words. It’s not over. It’s just starting. I went straight to Sandra’s new penthouse apartment, my hands still shaking from gripping the steering wheel.She opened the door in silk pajamas, her face filled with a deep surprised expression, as if she was seeing a ghost. “Anna? What’s wrong? Did something happen at Valentina?”I pushed past her into the spacious, living room. “We need to talk. It’s Max.”Her expression immediately hardened at the call of the name. “What did he do now?”“He came to see me. At the boathouse.” I started pacing, just like he had. “He says the people on the list—the senators, the judges—they’re getting nervous. He says they’re cleaning house. That we’re all targets now.”Sandra crossed her arms, leaning against her kitchen island. Her voice was cool. “Of course he did. He’s trying to scare you. He can’t stand that we won. That we’re happy and he’s sti

Anna POV A smile ignited on my face, the kind that appeared the same day that I saw the face of Max filled with horror and fear.“You all played the guy nice and perfect.” Sandra said in the round table of myself, her and Hae-Jae. I nodded to her words.The boardroom was in an uproar. Board members were shouting, some at Sandra, some at each other. Through the chaos, Sandra stood perfectly still at the head of the table, her eyes locked on mine. The mask was gone. All that was left was a cold, calculating fury.“You all played the good guy nice and perfect,” she said, her voice cutting through the noise in the board room. It wasn't loud, but it was sharp enough to silence the room. She wasn't talking to the board. She was talking to our little circle of three. To me, to where Max stood, and to Hae-Jae’s face on the screen.I nodded slowly, my smile not fading. “We learned from the best.”The board members looked between us, confused of our words.“What is the meaning of this?” the g

Anna POVWe drove through the night until the city lights thinned and the road smelled like coffee. The border town was small, quiet, cheap hotels stacked along the highway. I felt the cold of everything that could go wrong.Hae-Jae parked across from a faded hotel. He killed the engine, and we waited. Sandra sat in the front and didn’t say a word. Mina and two security men were behind us, faces hard, eyes bright with fear and focus.“Are you sure he will come here?” Sandra asked finally.Hae-Jae glanced at his laptop screen. “Yes. Signal put him on the move. He met a man at the cafe, then went to room 308.”“Good,” Sandra said. “We go in after we make the plan clear. No mess. No body. No TV show.”I smiled. “No mess,” I repeated. “We need his head, not his life. Tell him to talk, tell him to give everything, and we’ll decide.”Hae-Jae looked at me. “You sure you want to play nice, Anna? He may lie.”“I would rather make him live with a choice than a grave,” I said. “I want him to fee

Anna POVThe sirens grew closer. For a moment, I let myself breathe and have a little peace to himself. But then I saw it—the small smile on the lips of the thug kneeling in front of me. He wasn’t afraid."Why are you smiling?" I asked, my voice like ice."You think this is over?" His tone was low, almost mocking. "You don’t know Kwon. He’s already inside your house. By the time those sirens reach you, he’ll already have what he wants."Sandra pressed the gun harder against his temple. "Liar."But something in the way he said it made my skin crawl.Raymond stepped forward. "Anna… maybe he’s bluffing."I shook my head. "No. Kwon doesn’t bluff. If he said midnight, then midnight isn’t just here. It’s everywhere."The second thug spat on the floor, looking up at me. "You think freezing a few accounts stops him? Kwon’s power isn’t money. It’s fear. And tonight, you’ve just painted a target on everyone you love."Sandra’s gaze shifted to me, searching for direction. "Anna, what do you want

Anna POVThe room was quiet after Raymond’s fall. His shadow was gone, and with it, the weight I had carried for years. No more chains. No more fear. I walked out of that place with steady steps, my heels clicking against the floor like the sound of freedom.When the night air hit my face, I stopped. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, letting it sink in—I had done it. He could never hurt me again.Sandra came rushing toward me. “Anna! Are you okay?”I gave her a small smile. “For the first time in my life… I am.”Max stood beside her, still looking shocked. “He’s gone?”I nodded. “Yes. Gone for good.”Sandra’s eyes softened. “Then it’s over. The war is over.”Her words washed over me like music. Over. The nightmare chapter of my life had finally ended.---The following week passed like a blur. Meetings, papers, handovers. People whispered in corners, afraid to speak too loudly about Raymond’s sudden disappearance. No one dared to question me. No one had the courage.I sat in my of