Best Revenge: Don't Beg for Mercy, Ex-husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

On the Gala Night, the last evening,The ballroom of the Montclair Grand Hotel shimmered like a sea of stars. Crystal chandeliers scattered light across polished marble floors, reflecting the glittering gowns and tailored suits of the world’s most influential business figures. The air carried the scent of roses, fresh champagne, and soft perfume… a heady mix that made the room feel both opulent and suffocating. Kiara adjusted her silver silk gown in the reflection of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, smoothing the fabric over her shoulders.Her hair was pinned back elegantly, her makeup subtle but striking. She could feel the weight of expectation on her, and the faint hum of nerves in her chest. Tonight was not just another gala. It was the culmination of her rapid rise, her chance to shine among the titans of the industry. She spotted him almost immediately. Killian Reid, impeccable in a tailored black tuxedo, standing with effortless command near the stage. Even from across the roo

What exactly had happened?Killian came out of the car and stood in front of the tall gates. It was sealed with enormous chains. The metal had packed dust as if it had been this way for a very long time. This was unbelievable. The Storms’ Mansion, which had once been bustling with servants, bodyguards, and security now looked like a graveyard. The carpet grasses and flowers in the yard had all dried up, leaving nothing but dust and barren land. “Mr- Mr. Reid…” His assistant came and stood beside him, eyes widening with disbelief as they took in the same scenery. He was lost for words. So was Killian. “Investigate what happened,” He finally said, shoving down the foreboding feeling in his heart that this might have something to do with him, piling up to the mountains of his regret. “Give me answers very soon.”“Yes, Sir.”They went back inside the car, and Killian couldn’t keep his eyes off the tall metal gates until they were out of sight.His fists clenched on his lap, the feel

Killian visited her grandfather?To this day, Kiara didn’t know what had taken him to her grandfather’s place or how he had found him there. She had no idea what he’d said to the old man as the Butler had revealed that he’d been excused from the place by her grandfather when Killian came. And later on, after he left, the old man hadn’t shared anything with him regarding why Killian came. Kiara wasn’t afraid that Killian might have gone to say or do something to upset her grandfather. After all, he’d already regretted his past mistakes. In fact, she had an inkling that he’d only gone there to apologize to her grandfather, just like he did to her. Yet, her curiosity never died. She didn’t know why she so much wanted to know about the conversation that had happened between her grandfather and-“Kiara!”“Killian!” She gasped, jolted by the sudden call of her name that snapped her back to the present.“Are you alright?” Greg sat in the driver’s seat, staring at her, his brows furrowed

His throat burned. It was as if his lungs were on fire!Whatever nonsense Sophia was spouting, Killian hadn’t been listening to it, suffering through the torment of swallowing the food down his throat. He sprang up, hurried to the water dispenser, and gulped down several cups of water at once.His throat was still aching, and the bitter taste of pepper lingered in his mouth. “What’s wrong, Honey?” Sophia hurried up to him, her eyes filled with worry. “Don’t you like the food? A-Are you sick? Should we go to the hospital?”“Have you tasted it?”“Huh? No. I wanted you to be the first one to taste it. How does it taste? From the looks of it, you don’t like it. Does it taste so bad?”Killian had never cooked before, but he was very sure that whatever he cooked for the first time wouldn’t taste as horrible as this one. He suppressed his anger, hiding his disappointment, before she did something as crazy as crying because he refused to compliment her cooking. “Not bad, but eat it. I’ll

Soon after, the beach echoed with applause. As the officiant stepped aside, everyone rose from their seats, surging forward with smiles and laughter. “Oh my goodness, I can’t believe this is happening!” Maya pulled her into a hug. “My bestie is my brother’s bride! My one and only sister-in-law!”“Congratulations, Ms. Storm- oh, I mean Mrs. Stanton!” Arya came next. “I’m so happy for you and Mr. Stanton!”“I feel very lucky to witness this day, Kiara.” Uncle Jeff hugged her next. “Congratulations, Dear. I hope your days ahead will be filled with happiness.”Her grandfather stepped forward, his steps slow but steady, a tremor in his voice as he reached for her hand. Tears shone in the old man’s eyes as he squeezed her fingers gently. “You’ve grown into such a remarkable woman. And today… today you’ve found the perfect man to walk beside you. I’ve watched you laugh, I’ve watched you struggle, and I’ve watched you love… and I can say with all my heart, there’s no one better for you tha