Todos os capítulos de I LEFT MY EX HUSBAND AND MARRIED A BILLIONAIRE : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

~ALEX’S POV~The meeting was set for midnight.John had chosen an abandoned waterfront warehouse on the edge of the city—private, quiet and far from prying eyes. The kind of place where conversations happened without witnesses.I arrived first.My car headlights cut through the darkness before switching off. The only sounds were distant waves slapping against concrete and the faint hum of wind weaving through broken beams overhead.I stepped out of the car slowly. Calm and composed.A second pair of headlights approached minutes later. The white Maybach.Even in low lights, it gleamed. Arthur Campbell stepped out, adjusting his coat as if he were arriving at a business negotiation rather than a confrontation.“Mr. Fox,” Arthur greeted smoothly, stopping a few feet away. “I must admit, I was surprised to receive your invitation.”I didn't offer a handshake and didn't smile. Obviously, there was no need for any pleasantries.“I'm sure you were,” I replied coolly.John remained near my c

~ALEX’S POV~The room did not erupt immediately.For a few suspended seconds after Tonet's accusation, everything stood unnaturally still—like the world itself was holding its breath.Mom didn't flinch.I watched her closely, and I noticed she did not gasp or deny it instinctively the way Riley had moments earlier. Instead, she slowly exhaled, her shoulders lowering as though she had finally set down a burden she had carried for years.In that instant, something inside me fractured—not loudly, not violently—but irrevocably.“Mom,” I said, my voice calm in a way that frightened everyone present, “What is she talking about?”Mom lifted her gaze toward me. Her eyes were glossy, but resolute.“It's time you heard the truth,” she said softly.My Dad stiffened. “Renee?”She raised a hand gently, silencing him. “Please. Let me finish.”Riley clutched the baby tighter to her chest, her entire body trembling. Tonet's lips curled into something dangerously close to vindication.Mom took a slow

~MAX’S POV~His eyes widened. “No…” he whispered. “That's not—”The footage showed a dimly lit room. Four men dressed in black suits and dark stood behind a terrified family—Luke’s wife, his two children, and his elderly mother. One of the men pressed a gun to his wife's temple.Luke's face drained of color. He was shocked. Obviously he wasn't expecting to find himself in such a situation over some issue that happened over three years ago. Of which Ryder promised him the case was closed and never to be opened again before he vanished.“They're waiting for my signal,” I said calmly. “If you lie to me, they pull the trigger.”Luke's voice cracked, filled with agitation. “Please! Don't hurt them!”“They are not mine to hurt,” I replied coldly. “They're yours to save.”I asked the men to untie him. The man on the left side quickly pulled a fancy dagger and cut the ropes off Luke's hands and legs. He flexed both hands and legs after being loose.“I didn't have a choice,” Luke cried. “I swe

~MAX’S POV~I woke up to a text from my father, demanding a meet-up at Longview Park—my childhood favorite park. After everything that happened in the boardroom, he hasn't been himself. Clearly, he needs someone to talk to. I'm surprised he chose me.The iron swings at the far end of the park creaked softly as they swayed in the late-afternoon breeze, though no child sat on them. Leaves rustled overhead, sunlight filtering through tall oak trees that had stood there long before I was born.I sat on a wooden bench worn smooth by time. My hands were clasped loosely in front of me, my gaze fixed on the familiar dirt path that curved past the old playground. This place had been my refuge growing up—my escape when the mansion felt too big, too cold, too empty.Footsteps approached behind me, but I didn't turn immediately. Because I knew who it was.Dad stopped a few feet away, uncertainty evident in his stance. The powerful chairman, the man who commanded boardrooms and corporations with e

~ELENA’S POV~The welcome party of Mom finally began to thin out as the night deepened. Laughter drifted away with departing guests, heels clicked less against marble floors, and the villa slowly reclaimed its familiar calm. The staff moved quietly, clearing glasses and folding away the last traces of celebration, leaving behind only the soft echo of what had been—a night of success, admiration, and pride.Max watched it all from the balcony doors, one hand tucked into his pocket and the other clutching his cane. His thoughts were far removed from the congratulations and applause.I stood near the grand staircase, thanking the last guest with a gracious smile, my posture elegant, but my shoulders subtly tired. The night had been big—bigger than I ever imagined—and it showed in the way I finally exhaled once the door closed behind the last guest.Max approached slowly. “Come with me,” he said quietly.I looked up, surprised. “Now?”He nodded, offering his hand. “There is somewhere I wa