All Chapters of After the Divorce, My Ex Husband Came Crawling Back: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

ARIANA"So someone is hiding something inside my own company," I say, as the restaurant hums around us."Not necessarily your company. The Wolves may simply be the access point."My expression hardens. "Access to what?""I don't know yet." He closes the folder. "But I want to find out.""How?""By following the money backward.""I already pay people to do that."He smiles. "I've heard."I give him a flat look. "You enjoy irritating me.""Sometimes.” He chuckles.“And what do you think you're going to see that all those people didn't?" He doesn't respond right away, then says quietly, "People look at whether something is legitimate. I look at why someone needs it to look legitimate."That lands, and I don't respond right away either. Mason leans forward slightly. "Your people are looking at the transactions. You're looking at the people. I'm looking at the behavior."I glance toward the folder. "How long do you need?""Give me a few more days.""That's what everyone says when they wan

VICTORBeatrice is silent for a moment, not because she has nothing to say, but because she's clearly tired of arguing with me. "I was preparing to go to Kravik City."I almost laugh. "For what?""To petition for his release."A short and cold laugh escapes this time. "You know that won't work."She stiffens. "Don't tell me what I know.""The Kravens don't release people because someone asks politely.""They are not unreasonable," she says, her stance stubborn."They are Kravens," I remind her, in case she's suddenly forgotten who her own people are."And?""And you think they'll listen to you?" Disbelief cuts through my voice."I didn't say they would," she corrects."Then why go?" She looks at me. "Because there are ways to bargain with them."I stare at her. "What do you have?"She doesn't answer right away, and that silence tells me everything. I step closer. "What do you have, Beatrice?""Something they value." Her eyes avoid mine at first, but they slowly move and stay fixed o

SELENEThe moment Victor steps off the jet, I disappear into the bedroom and close the door behind me. I change my clothes, and I stand in front of the mirror staring at my reflection for a few seconds. I look ridiculous, not because of the clothes, the fitted jeans and dark hoodie are fine, but because of what I'm actually preparing to do. Sneak after a man who has spent most of his life making decisions I disagree with, a man I've openly disliked for years, and a man who would be furious if he knew what I was about to try. I pull the hood over my head. Perfect. Now I look like someone with questionable intentions, which, technically, I have.I check my phone. The location-sharing app is still open from the flight. I'd added Victor to it earlier, while he was in the bathroom and his phone sat charging on the side table, unlocked from whatever he'd last been doing on it. It took less than a minute to add his number and turn sharing on, quiet enough that it never once pinged his sc

SELENEHe rests one hand against the back of a chair, choosing his words with more care than he usually bothers with. "I knew I wasn't going to find him here, but I hoped I would, somehow, anyway.""And afterward?""I hoped Beatrice could help me get into Kravik City.""Unnoticed?" I ask, surprise creeping into my voice."That was the idea.""You do know that's the same mistake that got whatever her name was killed." I point out to him.His expression hardens instantly. "That happened because Beatrice was involved."Beatrice walks in carrying a tray just in time to hear him, and something in her face goes very still. "I was not involved."Victor turns toward her, his voice low and controlled in a way that's somehow worse than shouting. "You knew what would happen if the Kravens found out about my plan back then. And you knew exactly what they would do to Helena.""Yes." She sets the tray down carefully, like the alternative is dropping it. "I admit I knew. But that does not mean I bet

SELENE"Victor, you're sweating, your heart's racing, you're dizzy, you're nauseous, and you nearly collapsed.""I'm still not taking my shirt off.""Fine." I grab his tie again."Selene." He protests."Stop talking." I pull it loose and yank it away. The crew stares at me. "Help me get his jacket off."He struggles with it, his hands not cooperating. I pull it off him, then his shirt."Selene..." He says through gritted teeth."Shut up," I say, almost snapping at him.One of the crew looks alarmed. "Ma'am, what are you looking for?""I don't know yet." I run my hands over his upper torso. Nothing. His arms, his shoulders, his chest. Nothing.Then I move lower, and I see it. A tiny red mark on the left side of his lower abdomen. My breath catches. A puncture, almost invisible. I touch the skin around it, and he flinches."You felt that?" My eyes go to his face."Yes."The boy, the collision and the sudden symptoms. It clicks into place."You were injected."The cabin goes silent."Wha