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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 19: Losing It
Williams' POV. Allison’s words replayed in my mind, each one a blow to my face. "I was pregnant, Williams. Three months gone. Wanted to announce it on our third anniversary." I had lost not just my wife, but also a child I never knew about. The sheer weight of it all was suffocating. I found myself at the bar, nursing my fourth—or was it fifth?—scotch of the night. The amber liquid burned my throat, but it was a welcome distraction from the torrent of guilt and self-loathing swirling within me. I looked into the glass, seeing my reflection distorted by the alcohol. “You bastard,” I muttered to myself, my voice slurring slightly. “You selfish, insensitive bastard.” I couldn't shake the image of Allison's face as she spoke, the cold, emotionless exterior barely concealing the pain and hurt. The fact that she had carried my child, our child, and lost it because of my actions was a dagger to my heart. “I could’ve been a father,” I said, louder this time, catching the attention o
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 20: Behind Bars
Williams POV. The pounding in my head was non-stop, a reminder of the previous night.. As I slowly opened my eyes, the unfamiliar surroundings made my heart sink. I was in a cell. I could barely believe it. I rubbed my temples, trying to piece together the occurrence of last night. “Allison…” I muttered, the name slipping from my lips swiftly. Memories of me stumbling through the streets, shouting her name, and being restrained by the police flooded back. I groaned and sat up, wincing at the dull ache in my muscles. The concrete bench beneath me was hard, and the cold steel bars surrounding me felt like an insult to my status. Me, Williams, a billionaire, in a cell. It was beyond humiliating. “What the hell am I doing here?” I demanded, my voice sounding through the empty holding area. “Let me out!” An officer approached me, his expression firm. “Calm down, sir. You were brought in for disturbing the peace.” “Do you know who I am?” I snapped, rising to my feet unsteadily.
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 21: On A Date With Edward Blackwood
Allison's POV. I stood in front of the mirror, adding a touch of lip gloss to my lips. The soft sheen highlighted the natural curve of my mouth, giving me a final polished look. Just as I finished, the doorbell rang, its chime echoing through the quiet house. I took a deep breath, adjusting the strap of my dress, ensuring everything was in place before heading out. Opening the door, I saw Edward waiting for me outside his car. He looked utterly good—his tailored suit fitting him perfectly, his hair neatly styled. His eyes raked over my body, and I saw him blink, momentarily caught off guard. Edward was a powerful man, respected and feared by many in our world of Espionage. But for me, he seemed almost like a little boy trying to impress me. He approached me with a confident stride, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Allison, you look beautiful," he said, his voice sincere. I managed to smile, feeling a mix of flattery and discomfort. "Thanks, Edward." We stood there for
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 22: Just A Tip Of The Iceberg
Allison's POV. Formulating the plan was the easy part. I had always been good at strategy, but this one was personal. Williams had hurt me in ways that were still difficult to fully comprehend, and now, I was going to hit him where it hurt the most: his pocket. Disguising myself as a middle-aged woman was crucial to the plan. I spent hours perfecting the look. A wig of graying hair, a set of false teeth to alter my smile, heavy makeup to add wrinkles and age spots. By the time I was done, even I barely recognized myself. I slipped into character, adjusting my posture to that of an older woman, slightly hunched and slower in my movements. The final touch was a pair of thick glasses that magnified my eyes and completed the transformation. I looked every bit the part of an unsuspecting older investor. With the disguise in place, I headed to Williams' company. The receptionist barely gave me a second glance as I introduced myself as Mrs. Eleanor Fairfax, a wealthy widow looking to
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 23: Realizing He Was Tricked
Williams POV I stared at my computer screen, the numbers on the financial reports blurring together. It had been weeks since Mrs. Fairfax had disappeared, and the promised returns on the investment were nowhere to be seen. My patience had run thin, and the nagging suspicion that something was terribly wrong ate at me. "Get Johnathan in here," I barked into the intercom. Johnathan, my trusted assistant, entered the office, concern etched on his face. "Yes, Mr. Luther?" "Pull up everything we have on Fairfax Estates," I demanded, my voice tight with frustration. Johnathan nodded, quickly accessing the files. As the documents loaded, my eyes scanned the pages, searching for anything I might have missed. "This doesn't make sense," I muttered, flipping through the papers. "Why aren't there any updates? No contact? Nothing?" Jonathan hesitated before speaking. "Sir, maybe we should investigate further. Something about this whole deal feels off." I glared at him, but I couldn
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 24: Torn In His Flesh
Williams POV. I couldn't let it go. The humiliation, the financial loss, the sheer audacity of the con—it consumed my every waking thought. I needed answers, and I needed justice. So, I hired John Harrison, the best private investigator money could buy. If anyone could unravel this mystery, it was him. Weeks turned into month as Harrison chased down leads, pieced together clues, and slowly started to untangle the web of deception that had ensnared me. Then, one afternoon, Harrison walked into my office, his expression grave but bold. "I've got something, Mr. Luther," he said, laying a thick folder on my desk. I leaned forward, my pulse quickening. "What is it?" Harrison opened the folder, revealing photographs, documents, and a detailed report. "The woman who scammed you, the one who posed as Mrs. Fairfax, doesn't exist. But I traced her movements and the people she interacted with. It all leads back to one person: Allison Miles." The name struck me like a bolt of lightning
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 25: Poker Queen
Allison's POV.The pizza restaurant on the corner of 5th and Main was unassuming, a small family-run joint with faded red-and-white checkered tablecloths and the smell of fresh dough wafting from the kitchen. The neon sign flickered in the evening light, showing a glow on the sidewalk. It was the perfect cover.Inside, families laughed over shared pies, and the staff moved around, attending to tables. But it wasn’t the pizza that drew me here tonight. I made my way to the back of the restaurant, past the kitchen, where a nondescript door led to a hidden elevator. I glanced over my shoulder, making sure I wasn’t being followed, before stepping inside. As the lift descended, the atmosphere changed. The hum of the restaurant above faded, replaced by the low thrum of anticipation. The elevator doors opened to reveal a world far removed from the innocent façade above. It was a den of vice, a hidden casino where the city’s most dangerous men came to gamble away their fortunes.The hall was
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 26: A Kiss
Williams POV. Stalking my ex-wife wasn’t something I’d ever envisioned myself doing. But here I was, dressed like a commoner, blending into the city’s background, and spying on Allison. The woman who had managed to trick me out of $50 million. I should be furious, and I was, but there was something more. That audacity, the cunning—it piqued my interest in her, even more than before. Even though my company had taken a massive hit, I had covered everything up with my own money. The board would never know the full extent of my failure, but it was a bitter pill to swallow. Allison’s new life, the dangerous path she had chosen, pissed me off. How could she live so recklessly? I watched her from a distance, taking note of her movements, her routines. She did take a few resting days from her espionage job, but those seemed to be the rare exceptions. She thrived on danger, on living on the edge. And despite everything, I couldn’t deny that my feelings for her hadn’t waned. If anything,
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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent Epilogue
Allison's POV.Two months had passed since that nightmare, and Jessica was finally where she belonged: back in prison. Turns out, she had escaped with the help of her five-star general brother, James. But justice had a way of catching up to people like her. She was given more life sentences, no chance of parole this time, and James? Stripped of his rank, kicked out of the military, and sentenced to 15 years behind bars. The news was the most satisfying thing I’d heard in a long time.And Viktor Romanov? He couldn’t take the heat. The torture got to him. He’d ended his own life rather than face more of what was coming to him. It was hard to feel anything for him, knowing what he’d done to me, but at least that chapter was closed.I was still healing, but at least I was on my feet again. Viktoh had given me a six-month leave, after everything I’d suffered, and I wasn’t about to argue. I needed the time away. Time to breathe, to heal, to focus on what truly mattered.And today, it was ti
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 120: The Breaking Point
Allison's POV.My chest tightened, but I forced myself to sit up straighter. She shouldn’t be here. "You’re supposed to be in prison," I said, my voice steady despite the flood of memories—memories of how she had turned my life upside down, destroyed everything I had with Williams, and left me broken in more ways than one.Jessica’s smile only widened, her eyes gleaming with malice. "I got out." Her tone was casual, like she was discussing the weather. She stepped closer, and I could feel the venom between us. This woman… she had ruined everything. She had turned Williams against me, manipulated him, and made sure I lost our baby that night when I ran through the rain, heartbroken. That accident had ripped my world apart, and Jessica’s hands were all over it.And even after I came back, stronger and more dangerous than before, Jessica hadn’t stopped. She had tried to kill me more times than I could count. The desperation in her had reached insane levels, trying to trap Williams with
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 119: The Return
Allison’s POVThe steady beeping of the machines was the only sound filling the room, but I couldn’t focus on it. The sharp scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, making the sterile hospital walls seem even colder. My body ached in ways I hadn’t known were possible, but I was alive. I was here.The door creaked open softly, and I turned my head. It took a second for my eyes to adjust, but then I saw him—Williams, standing in the doorway, looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite place. Was it relief? Concern?He stepped inside, his movements tentative, like he wasn’t sure if he should be here. His gaze swept over me, taking in the IVs, the bruises, the bandages. I could tell he was trying to hold it together, but the tension in his jaw gave him away.“Williams,” I whispered, my voice was shaky and low. I watched as he came closer, his eyes scanning my face. There was something in his expression I hadn't seen before—a softness, a vulnerability. When he reached my bedside, I
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 118: An Uninvited Guest
Jessica's POV.“Jessica?”I smirked as his voice rang through the office, laced with confusion. He hadn’t expected this. He hadn’t expected me. I slowly pulled back the hood of my jacket, revealing my face. His eyes widened, disbelief washing over his usually composed expression."Surprised to see me?" I asked, my voice light, teasing. I watched him carefully, savoring every second of his stunned reaction. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing at first, his sharp gaze piercing into me like daggers."I was released last week." I gave him a coy smile, stepping further into the office, the click of my heels sounding in the silence. His office was just as I remembered it—cold, impersonal, like the man who sat behind the desk. But I wasn’t here for the decor.Williams’s face remained hardened, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes—anger, or maybe it was disgust. Either way, I had expected it.“What do you want, Jessica?” His voice was firm, devoid of any warmth or welcome.
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 117: Truth
Allison's POV.I blinked against the sterile light filtering in through the window, the room coming into focus in slow, painful waves. My body ached, every inch of me reminding me of what I had been through. But the confusion in my mind was worse. I didn’t know where I was, or how I had gotten here. The hospital.The smell of antiseptic, the steady beeping of machines—it was unmistakable. I was in a hospital bed, covered in bandages, weak and barely able to move. I tried to piece together how I’d ended up here. The last thing I remembered was Viktor, his cold, merciless eyes glaring down at me as his men... My stomach twisted at the memory. The torture, the pain. It was all too vivid, too raw.How did I survive?I shifted slightly, wincing as the pain flared across my ribs. That’s when I noticed Mia, fast asleep in the chair beside me, her head resting awkwardly on the armrest. She looked exhausted, her hair messy, dark circles under her eyes. “Mia?” My voice came out hoarse, barely
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 116: The Fear Of Losing Her
Williams POV.The world outside the ambulance blurred as we sped toward the hospital. My heart was pounding, faster than it ever had before. Mia sat across from me, her eyes wide and focused on Allison’s frail form, but all I could do was hold her hand, feeling the warmth slowly fade from her skin.“Allison, hold on,” I whispered, more to myself than to her. Her chest barely moved, her breaths shallow and ragged. I gripped her hand tighter, my throat burning. I was losing her.Mia’s voice cut through the suffocating silence, soft but steady. “She’s strong, Williams. She’ll pull through.”I didn’t answer. The weight of everything bore down on me like a heavy stone pressing against my chest. Her bruised face was a reminder of what they had done. Of what I couldn’t protect her from. Every bump in the road felt like a countdown.As we reached the hospital, paramedics rushed to pull her stretcher out, shouting medical jargon I couldn’t understand. My legs felt weak as I at my side, but my
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 115: To Her Rescue
Williams POV.The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air. The gunfire was deafening, bullets ricocheting off the metal walls of the factory. I could barely hear Viktoh shouting orders to the team, but my eyes were locked on one thing. Her.Allison.She was barely seen through the smoke and chaos, slumped in a chair in the middle of the room, her body bound and battered. Blood stained her clothes, her face was swollen and bruised beyond recognition. It was as if someone had taken all the light out of her. My heart stopped.Viktor Romanov and his men were hunkered down, exchanging fire with Edward and the rest of the team. Edward was pushing forward with calculated aggression, taking out one of Viktor’s men before he had a chance to reload. Viktoh's men moved in, flanking the room, trapping Viktor’s crew.“Take them down!” Viktoh shouted, his voice cutting through the noise.Romanov’s eyes flicked to me for just a second, a twisted smile playing on his lips. He knew what he had don
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 114: Finding Her
Williams POV.Five days. Five long, agonizing days since Allison disappeared. And now, I was standing in warehouse next to the one man I despised more than anything—Edward Blackwood. The fact that I even agreed to work with him felt like a betrayal of my own pride, but this was about Allison, not me. I reminded myself of that, over and over.Allison.She was out there, somewhere, in Viktor Romanov’s hands. And if anyone could survive what that monster was capable of, it was her. She was a fighter. I knew it. But as each day passed, doubt began to creep into my mind.I looked at Edward out of the corner of my eye. His jaw was clenched so tight, I could see the muscles twitching in his face. The man was a damn brute, always had been. But there was no denying he was useful in moments like these. He didn’t just sit back and wait for things to fall into place like most people. He took action, even if that action was reckless.Right now, we needed that recklessness."Tell me what you know,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 113: Torture
Allison's POV.The pain had no beginning or end. It was everywhere, all at once. I couldn’t tell if my heart was racing or if it had stopped altogether, but I felt the rhythm of agony pulsing through every nerve in my body. My wrists were raw from the ropes that bound me, and I could feel blood pooling beneath me where the chair had already cut into my skin. I barely registered the cold, metallic floor beneath me anymore; all I could feel was the endless, burning pain.Viktor’s shadow was over me, the twisted grin on his face searing itself into my memory. He wasn’t done. I knew it. He was just getting started. Every time I thought I couldn’t take more, he found a new way to make me suffer."Bring her back," he commanded, his voice sharp and cruel. He gestured to one of his men with a flick of his wrist. "I want to hear her scream."A ragged breath left my lips, a pitiful sound I hated myself for making. I tried to prepare myself, tried to push the pain away, but when I saw what the m
