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52: Real Emotions
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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 53: Like A Punch In The Gut
Jessica's POV. The air was thick with tension as I stormed into the office. The man I’d hired—whose name I still didn’t care to remember—was lounging behind a desk cluttered with papers and half-empty coffee cups. His demeanor was annoyingly casual, given the magnitude of the job he was supposed to be handling. “Why the hell hasn’t this been done yet?” I demanded, my voice sharp enough to cut through glass. “It’s been a month and two weeks since I paid you $500,000 to eliminate Allison Miles. I expect results, not excuses!” He looked up from his desk with an air of indifference that only fueled my rage. “Jessica, relax,” he said calmly, “Allison Miles is no ordinary woman. You don’t just sweep her out of the way without proper planning. I’m still monitoring her to strike at the perfect time.” I slammed my hand against the desk, the force of it making the papers flutter. “Chill? I paid you a fortune for this, and you’re dragging your feet! If you can’t do the job, I want my mone
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 54: Tormenting Jessica (I)
Allison's POV.I wiped away the last of my tears. My heart ached from the ordeal with Williams, the raw intensity of our time together lingering in my thoughts. But there was no time to dwell on it. I had a new target, someone who had played a part in my past pain and betrayal. Jessica.Jessica, with her beauty and cunning, had wormed her way into the upper echelons of society, using her charm and savvy communication skills to make powerful connections. But beneath her polished exterior was a ruthless opportunist, and it was time she faced the consequences of her actions.Day 1 of my mission began with a calculated move to shake her foundation. I needed to rattle her, to instill a fear that would gnaw at her, make her doubt every shadow and whisper.I picked up the burner phone and dialed her number, masking my voice with a voice modulator to ensure she wouldn't recognize me. The phone rang twice before she answered."Hello?" Her voice was clipped, impatient."Jessica," I said, my to
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 55: Tormenting Jessica (II)
Allison's POV.The following day, I positioned myself at a café across the street from Jessica's office building, blending in with the morning crowd. Disguised in a simple outfit with a hat and sunglasses, I could watch without drawing attention. My plan was already set in motion, and I waited with cold anticipation for the next phase to unfold.Inside Jessica's office, her colleagues were going about their day, unaware of the storm about to hit. Jessica herself was in a meeting with several executives, discussing an upcoming public relations campaign. Her confidence, though shaken from the night before, had mostly returned. She believed the threats were over, just a bad dream.Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the conference room. Jessica's assistant burst in, her face pale and eyes wide. "Jessica, you need to come out here. Now."Jessica frowned, irritated by the interruption. "I'm in the middle of a meeting. This better be important.""It is," the assistant insisted, her vo
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 56: Jessica's Downfall
Allison's POV.The satisfaction of watching Jessica crumble had been a sweet yet fleeting victory. But it wasn't enough. I wanted to ensure her ruin was absolute, that every piece of her carefully constructed world fell apart. The final step in my plan was both the most audacious and the most personal. I had devised a scheme so perfect and devastating that it would obliterate everything Jessica had worked for. This time, I had enlisted the help of a brilliant but ruthless hacker and a few loyal allies who specialized in psychological warfare. Our target: Jessica’s highly esteemed charity gala—an event she had carefully planned and was set to host in a week. The night before the gala, I put on my most perfect disguise: a sophisticated masquerade mask and an elegant gown that would blend seamlessly with the high-society crowd. My team and I had worked tirelessly to infiltrate the event, ensuring every detail was perfectly executed. We were about to deliver the most significant blow y
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 57: Bonds And Adventures
Allison's POV.The next day.We parked the bus along the edge of a secluded riverbank. Mia, another girl from our team, Jen, and I set up a small picnic outside the bus. We had been traveling for days, seeking some respite from the intensity of the recent events.As we sat on the grass, munching on sandwiches and sipping from our thermoses, the night air was filled with a peaceful stillness. It was an opposite to the chaos we had left behind. The quiet gave me a moment to reflect, and I found myself staring at the gentle flow of the river, lost in thought.Mia broke the silence. "So, Allison, now that you've taken your revenge on both Williams and Jessica, what’s next for you? How do you plan to live your life?"I sighed, contemplating her question. "You know, Mia, I've been thinking a lot about that. Revenge has driven me for so long, it feels strange to be free of that burden. But now, I want to focus on living life on my own terms. I want to continue working as an espionage agent,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 58: Auction
Williams POV.The auction room buzzed with energy, excitement and tension hanging in the air like static. Crystal chandeliers illuminated the room, as well-dressed attendees were seated elegantly at the tables. The auctioneer stood on a raised platform, his voice sounding in the hall as he introduced the next item."Ladies and gentlemen, our next piece is 'The Dancer in Bronze,' a stunning sculpture by the renowned artist Henri Duval. Bidding starts at one million dollars."I sat near the front, my eyes fixed on the sculpture. Its graceful form captured my attention, and I knew I had to have it. I raised my paddle, confident that no one would outbid me. "One million," I called out, my voice steady."One point two million," a voice countered from the back. I glanced around, trying to see who had the audacity to bid against me."One point five million," I said, raising my paddle higher. The auctioneer nodded, acknowledging my bid.The room was filled with the soft murmurs of the crowd,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 59: Mr. Lonely
Williams POV.Because I needed to be alone, to process everything that had happened, I had dismissed my driver and convoy of bodyguards earlier, before I even went to the auction event. So, I was driving alone. The night was cool, the roads quiet as I navigated the familiar route to my mother’s house. She had always been a source of comfort and wisdom, and tonight, I needed that more than ever.I pulled up to her house, the soft glow from the windows welcoming me. As I walked up the steps and knocked on the door, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. It had been a long day, and I was feeling every minute of it.She opened the door with a warm smile. "Williams, darling! What a surprise." She hugged me tightly, her warmth seeping into my bones."Hello, Mother," I said, hugging her back. "I needed to see you."She stepped back, holding me at arm's length to study my face. "You look troubled. What's wrong?"I forced a smile. "It's nothing, really. Just a long day."Her eyes narrowed,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 60: The Way It Was Before
Williams POV. Flashback… It all happened five years ago. I remember that day vividly—it was a terrible one. Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong, from losing a crucial business deal to my car breaking down in the middle of a downpour. By the time I trudged into the small café to escape the rain, I was soaked to the bone and thoroughly miserable. I was just about to order a coffee when I noticed her. She was sitting in the corner, a book in hand, and she was unlike anyone I had ever seen. She was chubby, with soft, round cheeks and warm, brown eyes that lit up every time she turned a page. There was an aura of innocence about her, a sense of quiet contentment that drew me in. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" I asked, pointing to the chair opposite her. She looked up, surprised, and shook her head. "No, go ahead." I sat down, grateful for the company, even if it was silent. After a few minutes, she glanced at me and smiled shyly. "You look like you've had a rough day
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