All Chapters of My Cheating Husband Regretted Everything After I Married a Powerful Billionaire: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Angela frowned slightly and nodded.She didn’t care how much money Leon had. She wasn’t short of money herself.She could support him without any problem.At this point, all she wanted was for Leon to step down from that high position without a scratch.They discussed it late into the night and decided that Hightide Group would retain only EverCore, Gracewell Hospital, Crestwood Heights Real Estate, and FestiveTech—about twenty companies in total.Anyone in the family who wished to follow Leon could do so. Those who didn’t would split off, and from then on, there would be no further ties.Angela would do everything she could to safeguard EverCore and its joint institutions with the national research bodies.Half a month later.The commissioner fell from power, and Leon helped Andrew Collins take office.Hightide Group also released a major restructuring announcement.The number of its subsidiaries was slashed from over a hundred to just twenty.Leon also handed over eighty percent of

The second gate of Hightide’s headquarters.Only those with an invitation could proceed after registering their ID and having their belongings checked.Donald didn’t have an invitation, and security refused to let him in.He frowned and said, “You don’t recognize me?”The guard smiled and pointed toward an inconspicuous corner of the wall.Dolly said in surprise, “Isn’t that my dad?”Donald followed her gaze. His eyes widened, anger surging straight to his head.Who had put his photo up on the wall?And it was in black and white, surrounded by small white wildflowers.Leon did this, didn’t he?He had even decided to let go of Angela and bless them, out of gratitude for Leon taking care of Sunny.Yet Leon still treated him as a romantic rival—so vicious he wanted him out of the world altogether?!Donald wasn’t superstitious, but he had no intention of letting himself be cursed into an accident either.He stepped forward and tore the photo down.Not far away, Zane spotted this and walked

Dolly had a prosthetic leg. Donald didn’t even have time to look up.He bent down, scooped her into his arms, and moved her to a relatively safe spot.That crazed man was pinned down by the bodyguards stationed at the entrance.But Michael had no reason left in him.He was terrified of anyone touching him.In his fear, he seemed unable to feel pain, erupting with a devastating surge of strength.Even several well-trained bodyguards struggled to restrain him, dragging him outward by force.At that moment, Michael’s madness was a full-on, reckless state.He was too afraid of that memory—being beaten with sticks until he could only crawl on the ground.The strength bursting from his body was ten times his usual.Driven by sheer ferocity, he broke free, crawling and tumbling his way into the reception hall.He only wanted to find somewhere to hide.His eyes swept across the walls covered in flowers, and without thinking, he ran straight toward them.Something tripped him and crashed into h

Nina’s face was knocked to the side, her ears ringing.She slowly turned her head back, eyes wide as she stared at Donald, a layer of moisture gathering in them.“Brother, you hit me again?!”Donald’s expression was dark, his muscles taut, the veins at his temple throbbing.Ignoring Michael’s attempt to shield Nina, he raised his hand and slapped her again.“I want to strangle you.”“You’ve barely had a few decent meals and you’ve already forgotten where you came from. Did you forget you ate out of trash cans? Yet you dare call others disgusting. Have you looked in the mirror lately? Inside and out, what part of you isn’t repulsive?”Some words, when spoken by a stranger, were like mud—messy, but easily washed away.When spoken by an ordinary friend, they were pebbles—sharp enough to hurt, but the pain soon faded.But when spoken by the one a person loved, they became poison, seeping inward and corroding everything from the inside out.Nina had always believed Donald was her salvation,

Angela looked at the photos John laid out in front of her, her face completely expressionless.Most were shots of Nina’s back, along with secretly taken photos of her bathing or sleeping with her eyes closed.Private parts of the body were zoomed in with close-ups, making it obvious how twisted the photographer’s mind was.Angela asked calmly, “What do you want?”John knew how to read people.The first time he met Angela, he already felt her presence was strong, not someone to mess with.Seeing her again today, he felt the same.She looked calm yet carried an authority that was impossible to resist.And the man beside her—even a slight lift of his eyes behind those cold lenses carried a killing pressure that made people want to kneel.He had originally planned to ask for one hundred thousand.But all of a sudden, he sensed the danger of taking the money, only to end up with no life left to spend it.So, when he spoke, he instinctively cut the amount in half.“Your missing-person notice