Semua Bab My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH]: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Clifford’s POVHoracio slipped out of my sight like a damned eel. I knew he couldn’t get out—the place was swarming with enemies. I didn’t waste another second and headed straight for the elevator, and I was right: it was going up.Instead of taking the empty elevator next to it, I dashed for the stairs and sprinted upward. The last time I checked, the lift was already on the third floor and hadn’t stopped. That meant he was headed even higher.“Boss, boss, can you hear me?!” Gustav’s voice crackled through my earpiece.“Y-Yeah… what is it?” I replied between ragged breaths.“Aurelius got away from me. I think he’s heading up to look for Horacio. I can’t leave my position because of the number of enemies here… but I’ll try to catch up as fast as I can, Boss.”“Make it faster, Gus. I need backup!”When I reached the fifth floor, I hurried out the emergency exit to check if the elevator had stopped there. But it kept rising.“Fvck! What’s that old man planning? Where the hell does he th

Miley’s POVI could hear people talking around me, but I didn’t look at them. My eyes stayed shut as I lay on the bed. I felt footsteps moving back and forth beside me, restless and anxious.I wanted to open my eyes, but for some reason they remained closed. Moments later, I heard the door lock turn and the door swing open.“Ma’am Chanda, I just got a call from Gustav. They can’t find Sir Clifford,” a man reported.Clifford… My brows furrowed. What happened to Clifford? Where is he?“Oh God, what could’ve happened to Clifford? He might need your help, Chanda,” a worried female voice said.I heard someone let out a sigh before speaking. “I’ll follow him to Horacio’s mansion. Please watch Miley carefully. Don’t let her out of your sight.”“Don’t worry. You and Clifford be careful—and come back as soon as you find him,” her companion replied.I listened as their footsteps faded away, and only then did I open my eyes. I stood up and walked out of the room. I couldn’t feel my legs, but I k

Chanda’s POVI feel sleepy behind the wheel. But I force myself to stay awake and alert. It’s past three in the morning, and I can feel the cold mist brushing against my skin as I walk back into the mansion. I need to find Miley before sunrise.I’m sure this place will be swarmed with authorities in the morning, so I have to find her before then. The silence that greeted me made the place feel like a haunted house. Still, there are dead bodies everywhere.I brought a gun with me just in case I run into Horacio again. I searched the entire first floor, thinking Miley might just be there. But she wasn’t.I have to search every part of this place, and I know it will take me forever. I let out a harsh sigh. I want to be mad at Miley, but I can’t show it—not while she’s not in her best state right now.I headed straight for the elevator and went up to the second floor. I searched every room until I reached the final level. I was panting by then. Acting alone wasn’t easy.“Miley, are you he

Clifford’s POVAfter breakfast, I went to the study room with Gustav and Chanda.“I’m giving up my position as the CEO of the company,” I said seriously.“W–What? Why?” Chanda asked, his brow furrowing.I took a deep breath and leaned back against the recliner chair. “I won’t wait for the board members and shareholders to file a petition forcing me to step down. I will resign of my own free will.”Gustav cleared his throat as he leaned against the minibar, slowly sipping from the glass in his hand. I knew that look—he could hardly wait to hear my decision regarding the position of mafia boss.“I’m still thinking about it. Besides, we still don’t know what really happened to Aurelius. We don’t know if he’s dead or just in hiding. Also, we don’t know who actually killed Horacio. We’re doomed if he suddenly shows up and claims that he was the one who killed him,” I explained.Chanda let out a sharp sigh, stood up, walked over to the minibar, and poured himself a drink.He downed the liqu

Clifford’s POV “Are you sure you want to do this now? You know you can postpone the meeting,” Gustav asked, seeking reassurance as we sat in the car. He had offered to drive me to the company, and we were already in the basement parking lot. I sniffed and wiped the corner of my eye, where traces of dried tears still lingered. My eyes were swollen from crying after my argument with Millicent. Even now, I still couldn’t fully understand what could have driven her to want to abort our child. But I planned to talk to her later, once I got home. “They’re waiting,” I replied shortly as I stepped out of the car. Gustav hadn’t seen me cry, but my appearance alone was enough to tell him that I wasn’t okay. Still, I had things I needed to do—things I had already decided on. I headed straight for the elevator and pressed the button for the twenty-fifth floor, where the conference room was located. I needed to do this now, to lessen the problems piling up on my plate. I adjusted my tie and s