All Chapters of Oops! The CEO's Ex is a Secret Genius: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Briella bit her lip and furrowed her brows. “I’m leaving.”“Tsk. So you’re just gonna flirt and then run off halfway?” Diego looked at her contrite expression, and just like that, all his anger vanished.It disappeared—just like magic.As long as she was still in front of him, no matter how much she hurt him, he could take it.He scoffed at his own weakness, his helplessness… but still, he was more than willing to be that way for her.“I wasn’t flirting,” Briella said, clearly annoyed.“Emotional teasing counts too,” Diego replied patiently, bending slightly to meet her gaze, calmly arguing his point.“…Think what you want. I’m going home.” Briella frowned.But Diego suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her arm. His palm was damp.A faint metallic scent—blood—lingered in the air.“Hiss—wh

Briella turned back, and to everyone’s surprise… she smiled.Lowering her gun, she fixed her gaze on the old man.“What do you want?” she asked.“What I want?” The old man smirked. “No, no… it’s about your sincerity, Miss Luna.”She smiled again—serene, almost glowing. Her skin was pale, radiant even under the dim lights.She didn’t look like a woman being threatened.She looked like someone waiting for the show to start.“Then talk,” she said.But something in her tone… made the old man’s smile falter.She reminded him of Mr. Blake. That same arrogant serenity. That same face he hated.Disgust twisted his mouth. “You really are just like him.”Then he laughed darkly.“I want you to be the one to drag him off that pedesta

Briella lowered her eyes and smirked faintly. “Imagining things, huh?”In one fluid motion, she raised her hand—and flung the crystal glass straight at the screen.Thud!The screen trembled violently, and the drink splattered across it, streaking downward in golden rivulets.Crash! The screen collapsed in a clatter, taking a few others down with it.Everyone froze.Briella’s eyes locked onto the man who’d been hiding behind it. Her voice was cool, mocking.“Enjoying the show, sir?”Boss Trent’s face contorted in shock.“Miss McKenna, you—”A voice interrupted him.“Impressive. Miss McKenna has sharp eyes. I’m impressed.”The man who stepped out looked like nothing special—plain face, average build, elderly, walking with a cane. His voice was unremarkable too—unmemorable.But his eyes… they gleamed with unreadable depth.He walked forward slowly.

On the first floor—Gone was the rainbow lighting and deafening music from earlier. The room was now lit with normal lights. Everything was dead quiet.The crowd from before stood frozen, too scared to speak.Briella came down the stairs—not to leave, but to head for the bar.She reached out her fair, slender fingers and ran them across the bottles displayed neatly on the shelf—crystal clear, top-shelf liquor.Each one worth a fortune.Then she lazily raised her head and scanned the crowd with a slow turn of her head, voice casual:“I have a bad habit—you could say I’m very petty when it comes to grudges. So… Wade.”Wade, trembling, looked up. “Y-yes?”Briella’s smile bloomed, dazzlingly beautiful—stunning enough to take their breath away.But no one dared underestimate her now.“I recall you bragging to me, didn’t

Later, in the car.Briella sat in the backseat, glancing at the emotionless face of Dave.“…Hey, you okay?”“Boss, please...”“…”Dave got out and opened the door for her like a proper chauffeur. “Flint is already looking into what you asked. Don’t worry. Also, we’ve decided—each of us will take a shift protecting you daily.”“…Isn’t that a bit much?”“No, it’s necessary! That way, we can all rest easy!”Briella sighed. “Fine. I’m heading upstairs.”“I’ll be stationed right here. Don’t worry.”Upstairs, Briella plugged in her phone and immediately called Ashley.As soon as the line connected...“Hey, Miss Q, could you please be a bit more reliable?! Why the hell couldn’t I reach you?!”&l