LOGINShare
CHAPTER 336
Last Updated:
2024-12-18 19:33:58
Related chapters
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 337
The air felt heavier after Richard’s departure, his warnings echoing in my mind like a persistent drumbeat. Victor knew. The enormity of that truth pressed against my chest, making it hard to breathe. It wasn’t just Lucas or me anymore—Sarah was involved, and that betrayal stung more than I cared to admit.I stared at the door for a long moment after Richard left, as if expecting him to return with a solution, an answer, or even just a sliver of hope. But there was nothing except the faint hum of life beyond the walls of our home.Lucas was back in the living room, humming to himself as he pieced together his Lego tower. The sight was bittersweet—a child’s innocence amid the chaos that loomed over us.I didn’t have time to dwell. If Victor was making his move, I needed to stay ahead of him.Later That Evening, After tucking Lucas into bed and triple-checking every lock and window, I pulled out my phone. Gerald’s number glared back at me from the screen. He was the only person I trusted
Last Updated : 2024-12-18MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 338
The room seemed appear as though it had shrink as Daniel’s words hung in the air. Someone else pulling the strings? How deep did this rabbit hole go?I lowered the bat but didn’t let it out of my grip. Lucas giggled in the living room, blissfully unaware of the chaos unraveling just a few feet away. His laughter felt like a lifeline, a reminder of what I was fighting for.“Who?” I asked, my voice colder than I felt. “Who’s behind Victor?”Daniel ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his usual bravado cracking under the weight of whatever he was about to say. “I don’t have a name yet. They operate through intermediaries, offshore accounts, layers of deniability. But I know one thing—they have resources Victor could only dream of.”“That’s not good enough,” I hissed. “If you’re here to help, I need specifics.”“I’m risking my life being here, Margarette!” he shot back, his voice rising. “You think I don’t know what kind of monster Victor is? If he finds out I’ve come to you—”“Then may
Last Updated : 2024-12-19MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 339
The silence that followed Daniel’s revelation was suffocating. My mind raced as I tried to process his words. Victor wasn’t the mastermind? There was someone else pulling the strings? The thought was both terrifying and maddening.I gestured for him to sit, still gripping the bat. “You have five minutes. Talk.”Daniel didn’t sit. Instead, he paced the living room like a caged animal, his hands moving restlessly. “Victor’s dangerous, yeah, but he’s a puppet in all of this. The real player—he’s been using Victor to clean up loose ends and consolidate power.”“Who?” My voice was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade. “Who’s behind all this?”Daniel hesitated, his jaw tightening. “I don’t know his real name. People in the circles I’ve been in call him ‘The Architect.’ He’s... meticulous, calculating. Always ten steps ahead. Victor’s just one of his pawns.”“The Architect,” I repeated, the name tasting bitter on my tongue. “Why would someone like that care about me?”“It’s not jus
Last Updated : 2024-12-19MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 340
The moment Daniel and I decided to move, everything kicked into overdrive. We worked through the night, piecing together the clues from Elena’s words and Gerald’s ongoing investigation. If "they" were coming for Lucas, we had to act fast—not just to protect him, but to gain the upper hand against The Architect.By dawn, we had a plan. Gerald arranged for Lucas to be relocated to a safe house outside the city—a heavily guarded estate that only a handful of trusted allies knew about. It was isolated but equipped with every resource we might need.The ride there was tense. Lucas sat between Daniel and me in the back of the SUV, his usually confident demeanor subdued. He’d been briefed about the situation, but the weight of it was clearly sinking in.“So, this Architect,” Lucas said, his voice tight. “Do we even know what they want?”“Power,” Daniel replied without hesitation. “And they’ll use you—or take you out—to get it.”Lucas glanced at me. “And you? What do you think?”I hesitated, m
Last Updated : 2024-12-20MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 341
The morning after the plaza incident, we found ourselves gathered around a battered coffee table in the safe house. The adrenaline had worn off, leaving only exhaustion and the weight of unanswered questions.Lucas sipped his coffee, staring at the floor. “What if there are more bombs? More plans we didn’t uncover?”“There probably are,” Daniel said bluntly, pacing near the window. “But we stopped this one. That’s a start.”Gerald sat down with a heavy sigh. “We’re dealing with someone who thrives on chaos. They’ll regroup faster than we can imagine. We need to keep moving.”I rubbed my temples, the events of the night playing on a loop in my mind. “The Architect wanted us to see that feed. It was personal. Why?”“Because they’re not done with us,” Gerald said, his tone grim. “And they want us to know it.”Later that afternoon, a message came through on an encrypted line—a contact Gerald had been working to establish for weeks.“It’s from someone calling themselves ‘Harbinger,’” Geral
Last Updated : 2024-12-20MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 342
The morning after the chaos at the warehouse, I sat by the window of the safe house, nursing a lukewarm cup of coffee. The city outside felt eerily calm, like it didn’t know how close it had come to disaster. My thoughts kept drifting to Harbinger, her trembling hands, and the look in her eyes before Daniel pulled the trigger.She wasn’t evil—just desperate. And desperation makes people dangerous.“Morning,” William’s voice cut through my thoughts as he entered the room. He looked worn, his usual cheerful demeanor replaced by something more subdued.“Hey,” I said, managing a weak smile.He sat down across from me, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the table. Something was bothering him.“You’ve been... different lately,” William said after a long pause, his voice hesitant.I blinked, startled. “Different how?”“Distant,” he admitted, not meeting my gaze. “You’ve got a lot on your plate—I get that. But it feels like... like I’m not part of your world anymore.”The weight of his
Last Updated : 2024-12-21MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 343
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windows of the safe house, casting long golden streaks across the floor. The light felt almost out of place against the tension that lingered in the air. It had been less than twenty-four hours since I’d agreed to resume wedding plans with William, yet the decision still felt surreal.He hadn’t wasted any time. As I padded into the kitchen, still rubbing sleep from my eyes, I found him poring over what looked like wedding planning guides spread out across the dining table. A steaming cup of coffee sat beside him, and his brow was furrowed in concentration.“Good morning,” he greeted me with a warm smile, his blue eyes lighting up. “I hope you don’t mind, but I went ahead and started brainstorming.”I blinked at the sight, caught between surprise and admiration. William had always been proactive—whether in battle or in life—but seeing him so engrossed in something as normal as wedding plans was jarring.“I don’t mind,” I replied, sliding i
Last Updated : 2024-12-21MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 344
The morning light seeped through the blinds of the safe house, casting soft streaks of gold on the worn-out carpet. My coffee sat untouched on the table, a quiet testament to the swirl of emotions in my chest. Gerald had briefed us on the mission, yet my mind kept drifting elsewhere—to the promise I had made William, to the looming battle with The Architect, and to the fractured pieces of my past.The wedding.I had given William my word to move forward, but the weight of that promise sat heavily on my shoulders. A thousand questions raced through my mind. Where would we even begin? Could I truly focus on something as monumental as a wedding while the world seemed to be crumbling around us?“Lost in thought?” William’s voice interrupted my reverie. He stood by the doorway, arms crossed, a soft smile playing on his lips.“Always,” I replied, attempting a grin.He walked over, pulling a chair close. “Gerald gave us two days to regroup before the mission. Let’s use them. Just us. No plan
Last Updated : 2024-12-22
Latest chapter
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 429
Darkness swallowed me whole.For a moment, I thought I was dead. The gunshot still rang in my ears, deafening, all-consuming. But then, pain—sharp and searing—bloomed along my side, pulling me back from the abyss. My breath came in ragged gasps as my knees buckled, and I felt myself falling.Strong arms caught me before I hit the ground.“Margarette!” Leon’s voice was raw with panic. His hands pressed against my wound, trying to staunch the bleeding. The warmth of my own blood seeped through my clothes, sticky against my skin. Dorian fired, his shot echoing through the cavernous estate.Elise let out a sharp cry, staggering back. But even as she bled, her cruel smile remained. “Not bad,” she whispered, clutching her shoulder where Dorian’s bullet had struck her. “But not enough.”Leon lifted me, his grip firm but desperate. “We need to move. Now.”“No,” I gritted out, fighting through the pain. “We finish this.”Dorian cursed. “Are you insane? You’re bleeding out!”I forced myself to
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 428
Gunfire tore through the air, glass raining down around us as we hit the ground. The sharp sound of bullets striking wood and metal sent my heart into a frantic rhythm. Leon grabbed me, shielding my body as we crawled behind the heavy oak desk.“Dorian?” Leon’s voice was sharp, controlled despite the chaos.“I’m fine,” Dorian called from behind a toppled chair. He moved fast, drawing his gun and firing two precise shots toward the broken windows. A pained grunt told us he had hit his mark.Vincent, the smug bastard, was still in his chair, completely unbothered by the attack.“This is cute,” he mused, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “But you should know by now—I never play fair.”Leon turned his gun on him. “Call them off.”Vincent only smiled.I gritted my teeth. “Damn it, Vincent, this isn’t a game! Who the hell is shooting at us?”The door burst open, and three armed men stormed in.Dorian moved first. He lunged at the closest attacker, his blade flashing in the dim light. The m
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 427
The safe house felt suffocating, the air thick with unspoken tension. Every second we wasted gave Vincent more time to prepare. More time to strike.I wasn’t going to let that happen.Leon stood by the table, his hands braced against the surface, muscles tight with frustration. Dorian, despite the pain from his injury, sat nearby, flipping a knife between his fingers—a habit he had when deep in thought.“We need a lead,” Leon finally said, his voice low and controlled. “We can’t storm in blind.”I paced near the window, arms crossed. “We do have a lead. This locket.” I held it up, the metal catching the dim light. “Vincent had it for a reason. He wanted me to see it. Why?”Dorian exhaled sharply. “Because he’s playing with you.”I shook my head. “No. There’s more to it. He wouldn’t go through the trouble of planting something from my past just to taunt me. He wants me to remember something.”Leon’s gaze darkened. “Then let’s start at the beginning. The night of the accident.”My throa
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 426
The salty night air carried the hum of distant ship engines and the occasional murmur of dock workers. But this wasn’t just a routine shipment—this was a calculated exchange of power, a moment that could unravel everything Elise’s father had hidden for years.I crouched behind a stack of shipping containers with Leon beside me. Dorian’s team was spread out, positioned along the pier, watching, waiting. A dark van was parked near the edge of the dock, its back doors open. Men in suits moved between the van and the cargo, transferring crates that likely held more than just money.Leon’s voice was low in my ear. “Four men on the ground, two near the van. More could be inside.”I nodded, my gaze locked on the crates. “That’s not just cash, Leon. That’s leverage. He wouldn’t move it unless he was running scared.”Dorian’s voice crackled through our earpieces. “We take them now, we risk losing the files. We wait too long, we risk backup showing up.”I made the decision before anyone else co
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 425
Dorian smirked. “Relax, lover boy. I’m not saying she’s defenseless—I’m saying we need to be smart about this.”Leon’s glare didn’t waver, but he didn’t argue either. He knew Dorian was right.I exhaled, my fingers tightening around the locket that had started all of this. “So what do we do?”Dorian sighed. “You have two choices: disappear and hope they forget about you… or go after them first.”Leon tensed beside me. “You’re suggesting we take the fight to them?”Dorian shrugged. “Elise’s father had powerful connections. Some of them might scatter now that he’s locked up, but the smart ones? They’ll wait. Watch. See what you do next.”I swallowed hard. “Then we don’t give them time to plan.”Leon turned to me, his expression dark. “You’re sure about this?”I met his gaze. “I didn’t come this far just to hide.”Dorian grinned. “That’s what I was hoping you’d say.”Alexa shifted uncomfortably. “I wish I had your courage.”I reached for her hand. “You have more than you think.”She gave
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 424
The night before our departure, I barely slept. The weight of the locket pressed against my collarbone, a silent reminder that my past was no longer buried—it was clawing its way back to the surface.Leon must have sensed my restlessness because he found me in the kitchen before dawn, staring into my untouched cup of coffee.“You’re thinking too much.”I let out a breathless laugh, shaking my head. “You always say that.”“Because it’s always true.” He leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “Second thoughts?”“No,” I said. “Just… doubts. What if I don’t find the answers I’m looking for? What if I’m just chasing ghosts?”Leon studied me for a long moment before stepping closer, his fingers grazing the locket at my neck. “Then we chase them together.”My chest tightened at the quiet intensity in his voice.Before I could respond, Dorian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Time to go.”The drive to the estate was long and silent. Alexa had insisted on coming, despite her injuries. She
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 423
The moment Elise’s father whistled, chaos erupted. Gunfire cracked through the air, sending dock workers scattering. Shadows moved between the containers—his men, heavily armed and ready.Leon pulled me behind a stack of crates as bullets ricocheted off the metal. “Dorian, how many?”Dorian’s voice came sharp through the earpiece. “At least eight. They were waiting for you.”I clenched my teeth. Of course, he knew we’d come.Leon checked his ammo. “We need to take them out before he reaches the cargo ship.”I exhaled, steadying my grip on my gun. “Then let’s end this.”Leon moved first, stepping out just long enough to fire three quick shots. A grunt of pain echoed through the night. One down.Dorian’s rifle cracked, taking out another.I kept close to the containers, listening—waiting. A figure rushed toward me. I ducked just as he swung a knife, feeling the blade slice the air above my head.Without hesitation, I drove my elbow into his ribs, twisting his wrist until the knife clatt
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 422
The weight of the file in my hands was suffocating. The words blurred together, but the truth was undeniable—my father hadn’t just been a scientist. He had been a test subject. And Elise’s father had orchestrated it all.Leon took the file from me carefully, his jaw tight as he read through the documents. “This wasn’t just research. They were experimenting on people.”Dorian exhaled sharply. “And your father was one of them.”I clenched my fists. “But why? What were they trying to do?”Leon flipped to the last page, scanning the details. His eyes darkened. “Something about genetic resilience. Accelerated healing. They were looking for ways to manipulate biological responses to trauma.”My stomach churned. “You mean… like making people stronger?”“Stronger, faster, immune to certain injuries.” Leon met my gaze, his voice heavy. “Margarette, they weren’t just studying human endurance. They were creating something.”A chill ran down my spine. “Creating what?”Dorian shifted uncomfortably
MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 421
The room felt heavier now, as if the ghosts of the past had never truly left. My father’s study had once been a place of quiet authority, filled with the scent of polished wood and old books. Now, it was chaos—a graveyard of secrets waiting to be unearthed.Leon and Dorian moved swiftly, sifting through papers, searching for anything that might explain my father’s connection to Elise’s father. But my hands trembled as I flipped through the documents.My father’s handwriting stared back at me in sharp, deliberate strokes.Project Haven—Initiated 20 years agoI frowned. “Project Haven?”Leon peered over my shoulder. “That name mean anything to you?”I shook my head, but something about it felt... familiar. Like a memory I had brushed against in passing but never grasped fully.Dorian pulled a dust-covered filing box from beneath the desk. “We’ve got more.” He popped the latch and revealed stacks of old documents, some stamped with red ink.CONFIDENTIAL.I swallowed hard as I pulled out
