Todos los capítulos de Best Revenge: Don't Beg for Mercy, Ex-husband: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Wait… Her grandfather already knew?Kiara glanced from one man to another. Greg didn’t look as nervous as she was. In fact, he was smiling along with the Butler, while her grandfather had on a bored expression. “Hurry up, sit down and eat before the food loses its warmth.” At her grandfather’s command, they sat down. Uncertainty filled her heart. She sure felt guilty for hiding everything from the old man. Not because she was afraid that he might tell everyone about it, but because her grandfather might do worse by urging them to get married as soon as possible. “So when is the wedding date?” Kiara was still in her thoughts when the old man asked. “It has been quite some time since you guys got engaged. Are you not planning to settle down?”Oh, he even knew about their engagement. Kiara was really speechless. She stared at Greg who gave her a slightly guilty but amused look. He leaned in and whispered, “Don’t be sad. Grandpa believed we were a couple even before we became one. Th

…The Next Morning. Kiara put the last piece of earring into her ear and retouched her makeup for the third time. She checked the time. Greg wasn’t here yet. What was keeping him up? Was it the traffic? He’d promised to take her to his parents today. Kiara woke up anxious as well as nervous, dreading it and also looking forward to it. The fact that Greg hadn’t come to pick her up yet only added to her nervousness.She brought out her phone to dial his number. But the same electronic voice came from the other end, saying that his phone was switched off.She sighed and waited patiently. Maybe he’d forgotten to charge his phone. Or probably it was the network. Kiara had to retouch her makeup again to prevent it from wearing off due to the heat. She decided to wait in the living room instead, tired of staring outside the house through her bedroom window.Downstairs, her grandfather and the Butler were watching a sports program on TV, their laughter echoing through the house. Before

As long as their feelings for each other remained true, she believed they could overcome any obstacles. For the next few days, Kiara focused on the company and the collaborations with their new partners. Greg followed her advice, but they rarely got to spend time together these days. She couldn’t help but feel insecure sometimes. However, her belief that everything would turn out in their favor was stronger. “Boss, check this out.” Alicia was in her office, showing her a black mini evening dress embedded with sparkling stones on a shopping website. There were similar dresses too. “This will be perfect for the conference. Can we pair it with matching heels, bags, and jewelry?”The dresses were beautiful. Kiara would have worn them if she were going on a date. However, it was a business conference for goodness’ sake. An international conference for that matter, which would require her to travel out of the country. Kiara had to make a good first impression.“I’m not going there to s

The Next Day.The Welcome Gala shimmered like a dream dipped in gold. Crystal chandeliers scattered warm light across the ballroom, reflecting off silver trays carried by gliding waiters. Soft orchestral music floated through the air, mingling with the low murmur of powerful voices– industry giants, venture capitalists, innovators from across the world. Kiara stood near the tall glass windows, the lake’s evening lights mirrored behind her like scattered shards. Her gown, a sleek emerald silk, hugged her figure with quiet confidence. She felt the tiniest tremor in her fingertips, but her posture remained flawless. She belonged here. Even if she still whispered it to herself to believe it. A hand slightly tapped her shoulder. “Ms. Storm?”Kiara turned. A woman in her fifties, elegant and warm-eyed, smiled at her. “I’m Elara Morel,” the woman said. “Director of the Innovators’ Board. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you. Your submission was exceptional.”Kiara’s breath hitche

“Excuse me, Mr. Voss.” Killian's tone was neutral but authoritative. “I believe the next session starts shortly. You don’t want to be late.”Harlan Voss straightened instantly, a flicker of annoyance passing over his face. He smiled politely but stepped back, leaving Kiara a safe distance away. Relief washed over her.Whether Killian’s appearance was a coincidence or not, it managed to save her from an uncomfortable situation.Harlan Voss didn’t need to introduce himself properly. She knew who he was. He was one of the executives, a key delegate. Offending someone like him might get her kicked out of this event. Kiara might find herself back in her country right before she could register anything. If the man had only stopped at her getting deported back to her country, of course. Killian didn’t linger, and he was gone the moment he came. Her eyes stayed on his back, and whenever he wasn’t in her sight, Kiara could feel his deep intense eyes watching her from the shadows. She must