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19: Losing It
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The 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.
The 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
The 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
The 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
The 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
The 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
The 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,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 27: Shot In The Arm
Allison's POV.Realizing it was Williams who kissed me felt insane. My ex-husband, the man I had fooled and stolen millions from, was here, stalking me. I felt my blood boil as I cursed at him. “What the hell, Williams? Why are you stalking me? And kissing me?” “I don’t know what I was thinking,” he muttered, looking genuinely baffled.“So the trash is now treasurable to you? What about Jessica? Her lips aren’t good enough for you anymore?”Williams's face darkened, but he quickly spoke up, “Why did you do it?”A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips. “Oh, so you’ve figured it out, have you?”He released a heavy breath, “Why did you disguise yourself to dupe me?”We stepped out of the elevator into the kitchen, where pizzas were being made. The smell of dough and cheese was an opposite to the tension between us. I hurriedly grabbed an apron, pretending to be one of the staff.“It was fun to trick you,” I said, tying the apron around my waist. “I was exacting my revenge on you.”Wil
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