Lahat ng Kabanata ng Return of the Billionaire's Ugly Wife: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

The Warm Embrace of Daddy and Mummy “Are you joking? Don’t you dare lie to me,” Oscar retorted, not believing Arthur’s words. “He is in front of me now. He is skinny, a bit dirty, but he is safe. He is very scared and doesn’t want anyone to touch him,” Arthur replied again. “If it’s true, send me a photo or a video of Daniel.” “Your nephew, Daniel, will take a call from you.” “Speak up, lad. I am your uncle’s friend; this is your uncle on the phone. Don't be afraid! You are safe with me, lad,” Arthur said. Arthur handed the phone to Daniel. “Uncle Oscar…? Is that you, Uncle?” Daniel’s voice sounded faint and broken. In Germany, Olivia immediately covered her mouth, her crying erupting instantly. David ran and snatched the phone from Oscar’s hand. They had even searched for Daniel in Germany because the kidnapper's trail led there. “Daniel?! Daniel, it’s Dad! Can you hear me, son?!” David shouted, rough tears streaming from his eyes, which for three months had only radiated f

Fatal AccidentAfter their fury subsided, David and Olivia spent the night in the intensive care waiting room, unmoving from the glass partition. Seeing Daniel lying weak with tubes in his nose and bandages on his body, with faint traces of lash marks and cigarette burns visible beneath the thin blanket, brought David's rage to a peak. However, he knew his top priority was to bring their son back to Indonesia for long-term recovery and maximum protection.After ensuring Daniel would be flown out with tight medical escort and David's best security team, the couple returned to their VIP hotel under the security of Arthur Vance.They had to make quick decisions before the enemy, the Scarred-Face Man from The Cyclops, realised their defeat at the auction session and launched their next attack. David had even contacted Oscar, activating 'Protocol Black', and prepared everything for the all-out war that was coming, a war he had promised would eradicate the syndicate. They felt ready and uni

VengeanceOscar was grieving, his illness worsening, but he was still planning his revenge.“I will make all the murderers of my sister die.”Three months. For Oscar, time felt like quicksand that was slowly swallowing him. The illness he suffered from was increasingly debilitating. Chronic coughing often afflicted him, and his legs, injured post-torture, were now increasingly difficult to move without a cane. However, the physical pain was merely a minor disturbance compared to the emptiness in his heart.The death of Olivia, David, and Daniel did not drown him in sorrow. Instead, it transformed grief into cold, deadly ice crystals. Oscar, the brilliant financial maestro, was now the spearhead of retribution. The promise he swore over the graves of his three loved ones was the only reason he was still breathing.He discarded all business proprieties. He sold countless personal assets, converting fresh funds into ammunition, intelligence, and loyalty. He merged the power of his busine

You Were Alive All Along Oscar did not blink. He stared at Arthur, then shifted his gaze to the forensic report from Malta that now lay on his marble table. For two months, he had lived in pain and vengeance, allowing his body to be destroyed to avenge a death that, apparently... had never happened. The physical pain from the illness and trauma, as well as the hollowness that pierced his soul, was now replaced by a wave of tremendous shock and relief. “Repeat that, Arthur,” Oscar commanded, his voice trembling not from his illness, but from the surge of burgeoning hope. “You said the three bodies we buried… their DNA didn’t match David, Olivia, and Daniel?” Arthur sighed with relief. He, too, had long carried the burden of this horrifying secret, following David’s crazy plan. “Yes, Oscar. The report from Thorne indicates there were three proxy corpses—two adults and one child—planted in the wreckage of David’s car in the Budapest ravine. The Scarred-Face Man deliberately did that t

Sudden Memory Loss After that, David's suspicion proved right. Moments before The Cyclops' poison was spread through the hospital's ventilation system, David had evacuated Oscar, Olivia, and Daniel to a mobile safe house—an armoured yacht anchored at a secret dock on the East River, New York. They narrowly escaped a predicted air strike by Thorne. "Thorne knows we're here," David said, cocking his assault rifle in the yacht's wheelhouse. He looked tense, his eyes scanning the horizon. "He'll attack when we are most vulnerable, which is during transit and relocation." "But we are safe on this boat, David. We can sail into the Atlantic," Olivia said, trying to be calming. She was preparing light snacks for Daniel and Oscar, keeping the atmosphere normal despite the palpable tension. Just as David was about to reply, the yacht’s security alarm blared. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! “They are coming!” David shouted, his jaw clenched. From the yacht's windows, two black speedboats were se