Best Revenge: Don't Beg for Mercy, Ex-husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

The distant chatters died down as a deadly silence descended inside the booth.All pairs of eyes stared in their direction, blinking in astonishment, and Mark’s face fell, looking stupefied.Killian dusted his hands and flicked off the piece of paper that had fallen on his trousers. Then he rose to his feet.“B- Buddy, what’s happening?” Mark gasped and sprang up. He stammered, “Is anything wrong with the contract? Wait, Buddy, please answer me.”“Noisy,” Killian scoffed, dropped both hands in his pants pocket, and stepped out.“Wait, Buddy… please tell me what’s wrong. If you’re not pleased by any of the terms, we can go through them again. Th- This deal…”As Mark blabbered on, trying to make him stop, Killian’s bodyguards came forward and blocked him.His annoying pleas resounded behind, begging him to come back.“Mr. Reid, this is a billion-dollar deal. I have gone through the contract several times before bringing it back for your signatures,” Drake explained as they left the Bar

The man fisted a handful of her hair and pulled it. Kiara’s eyes reddened and a sharp pain shot through her scalp. She grabbed his wrists, struggling to make him let go of her,But the man shoved her aggressively. Kiara lost her footing and fell downstairs, landing beside her stepmother.Her arms hurt and her waist felt like breaking.Kiara shut her eyes, enduring the pain. She didn’t expect less from the cruel and heartless man. Her father could do worse to her in fact. She looked up, holding the tears that threatened to fall due to the sharp pain. “Tell Sara to give my jewelry back, and I’ll never come back here!”Her father matched down the stairs, his fisted hands trembling as if fighting the urge to beat her up.He helped Sara up from the floor, then turned to her. “The jewelry isn’t with Sara. I was the one who took it.”Kiara frowned.“I’ll consider it as a compensation from your mother for giving birth to such a worthless daughter!” He shouted, pointing at her.Kiara shook

Confused for a second, Kiara stared at the lady. Was she perhaps sent by Maya to fetch her?Before Kiara could ask, the lady was already ushering her down a long corridor, seemingly in a hurry.Then they stopped in front of a sleek glass office. The tag on the door read, ‘Sponsorship Director.’“Ma’am, please.” There was urgency in the lady’s tone as she held the door open, gesturing to Kiara to enter.Kiara went inside the office, still confused.A tall man sat behind the desk, papers spread before him. He didn’t look up when she entered, and the name tag on his desk read, ‘Marcus Hale.’Kiara paused.Wasn’t she supposed to be taken to her best friend instead? Did the lady make a mistake?“Finally,” the man said, his voice clipped. “You’re late. Let’s get to the point.”Kiara’s confusion heightened. Was this some kind of setup by Maya? Her best friend had been oddly secretive, insisting she come to the agency. Could this be the surprise she had hinted at?Well, Kiara couldn’t let go

“Oh, so she’s a stranger.”“That explains it.”“It's no wonder she looks unfamiliar.”Without knowing Sophia’s family background, nobody seemed very much interested in her.The ladies carried on with casual conversations, asking each other about their shared interests. Sophia looked anxious. Shifting in her chair, she hastily added, “You’re right. I don’t live here. In fact, I’m here to visit someone. My fiancé. I think he’s quite popular in this city. His name is Killian Reid.”All the ladies paused what they were doing at once. Their gazes returned to Sophia, and their eyes widened in disbelief. They all turned to her, eyes filled with curiosity.“K- Killian Reid. Y- You mean the Killian Reid?”“That must be a joke. There’s no other popular person in this city named Killian Reid.”“Are you sure it’s the same Killian? It has to be someone else.”“Actually, it’s him.” Sophia smiled proudly. She brought out her phone, tapped into it, and turned the screen to the ladies.Inside were

After Maya’s instruction, the ladies all brought out their phones and tapped on them rapidly.In a few moments, whispers of disbelief spread across the pavilion.The ladies literally gathered in one place, and spelled out their thoughts loudly;“The jewelry matches with the one on the internet. No doubt, they’re the same.”“The stories match too. And look… It’s not even an heirloom of the Reids’ family.”“The Reids’ family has kept the information regarding its heirloom hidden for so many generations.”“Of course!” Maya’s voice interrupted the whispers. “Lord Arman Dev was Kiara’s great-great-grandfather. Everyone should know the origins of Clarissa Coleman, Kiara’s mother.”The ladies looked flabbergasted.Immediately, they all returned their attentions to their phones, obviously digging through old internet photos. A few seconds later, another round of gasps echoed inside the pavilion.“No way!”“Look, there’s a photo of Kiara’s late mother wearing the same jewelry during one of he