All Chapters of Billionaire Regrets: Loving a Substitute Ex-Wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Viktor and Marcel were still in the same room. “I’m not joking, Marcel. This isn’t just about you. It’s about everything you’ve destroyed. And I will ensure it all gets put right… with or without your consent I will make you submit to me, because I alone am trusted by Mr Lorenzo, not you.” Viktor’s intent was clear: he was targeting Marcel because Marcel was the boss’s adopted son, whereas Viktor was related to the wife of Mr Lorenzo. “What is their next move? I will not be a pawn to destroy Marcel. I am not someone to be used and discarded. You are both wrong — though I am a woman, I will not be exploited.” Alice left the place at once before either of them could see her. Dawn came. Alice had placed a hidden camera near Viktor and Marcel’s rooms without their knowledge the previous night; when they left, she bribed some of their men to stand down, sacked them and promised decent work out of town for the two henchmen.

They had already armed the bombs. “It seems Marcel has a problem with Victor. They’re fighting among themselves and they won’t detonate the bombs on their enemies or on us,” Rafael told Alice. “I’ll warn Selina and Morgan to stay alert — Morgan was the original target. But because they’re fighting each other, they’ve put off killing their enemies,” Alice replied. Alice rang Selina. The woman listened to Alice’s instructions at once and informed Morgan. “Morgan, you must stay safe. I don’t want you to be killed. Marcel and Victor are fighting,” Selina said. “Then get to Marcel’s location quickly. I want to take that bastard out and kill Victor too so there won’t be chaos like this. At first they were your enemies, Morgan, and now they’ve lost their minds — why would they want to bomb the city?” Marcel leapt and Victor fired at him again. He tried to dodge. He destroyed a car in his path by throwing an explosiv

"Quick—attack them. Kill them! Follow Lord Victor's orders," shouted four men as they lunged at Morgan and Marcel. "Marcel, stop them! You're stronger. I'll try to stop your enemy. I'm sure he's setting a trap or planting a bomb on this roof," Morgan called. "All right! Disable Victor. Be careful—he's very strong," Marcel replied. Morgan and several of his men hurried down the stairwell, taking the service stairs, while Marcel faced the four attackers alone; his own men were occupied fighting Morgan's crew. When Morgan reached the building's rooftop, he saw Victor assembling a bomb. Victor let his guard down for a moment, and Morgan drew his gun and fired. One bullet struck the man's arm. Victor roared in anger as blood streamed from his wound. "Who are you? How dare you shoot me!" Victor bellowed. "Look at the consequences of your chaos. The damage you cause—it's tearing this city apart. Stop now! If you don't, I'll kill you!" Morgan shouted. Victor glanced down toward

The sounds of vehicles in the city began to be heard, residents emerged from their safe places, and city activities returned to normal, although the scars of last night's destruction were still clearly visible. The wet streets shimmered, damaged buildings were secured with temporary scaffolding, and emergency teams were busy clearing debris and assisting residents.Marcel, now conscious after fainting, went to the edge of the street, gazing at the city as it slowly recovered. His body still felt tired, yet there was a calmness on his face. The final wave had ended, and he had made a decision that saved many lives. The long night, full of moral tests, had fundamentally changed him. He now understood the responsibility that came with his power."Marcel, tonight you proved something extraordinary. Not just physical strength, but the moral awareness that kept London safe. You have shown that you can be a protector," praised Alice, who had returned to the location because he

London that morning was veiled in a thin mist, but the skyscrapers of the Alexander Corporation still stood out, symbolising Morgan's strength and influence. He had risen again after a total collapse. With the help of several associates, he was now back managing a new business.The city had recovered from the last storm, yet the instinct of a CEO made Marcel aware that this peace might only be temporary. The business world was always waiting for the smallest loophole to exploit.Morgan entered his office with a steady stride. Every movement conveyed calmness, but his eyes remained sharp, observing every detail of the reports neatly stacked on the table. Alice followed behind him, carrying some files and a warm cup of coffee. Her presence gave Morgan the tranquility he needed—not just as his former wife, but also as an intelligent partner in facing business intrigues.In the upstairs conference room, Rafael was waiting with a tablet screen displaying reports fro