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57: Bonds And Adventures
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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
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 61: Gunned Down
Allison's POV.I stepped out of my car and walked into the lively buzz of downtown. Edward Blackwood’s insistence on a second date had caught me off guard, but curiosity and a bit of intrigue led me to agree. The restaurant I was headed to was a sophisticated blend of modern and classic, its ambiance set just right for a conversation that I knew would be more than just small talk.Edward was already waiting for me when I arrived, standing by the entrance with an easy, confident smile. He was dressed in a dark suit, his demeanor effortlessly suave. I had to admit, there was something disarmingly charming about him. “Good evening, Allison,” he greeted, his voice smooth and inviting as he took my coat and handed it to the hostess. “I’m glad you could make it.”“Evening, Edward,” I replied, matching his smile with one of my own. “Thanks for the invite. This place looks amazing.”We were seated at a private table by the window, overlooking the city lights. The waiter brought us drinks—a
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 62: Bad News
Williams POV.I was deep in the trenches of paperwork, the endless array of financial reports and legal documents offering a rare distraction from the storm of emotions swirling in my mind. The numbers and figures provided a temporary escape, a fragile sanctuary from the turmoil that seemed to define my life lately.It was late and quiet, just as I wanted it to be.Suddenly, the silence was shattered when Jonathan, my assistant, burst through the door, looking disheveled and nearly breathless. His appearance was enough to pull me sharply from my focus. “William, I need to tell you something urgent,” Jonathan gasped, his voice strained.I glanced up, my brows knitting together in concern. “Jonathan, what’s going on? You look like you’ve been running a marathon.”He took a moment to steady his breath, his eyes wide with something I couldn’t immediately place. “It’s about Allison. She was shot tonight.”The words hit me like a sledgehammer. My heart dropped, and I struggled to process t
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 63: The Bitter Cost Of Revenge
Jessica's POV.The phone rang, slicing through the oppressive silence of my small, dingy studio apartment. I glanced at the screen: it was the man I had hired, Sam. My heart raced, both from the tension of the moment and from the residual effects of my recent upheaval. I swiped to answer.“Sam,” I said, my voice tight with anxiety and anticipation. “Did you do it?”“Jessica,” he replied, his voice gruff and measured, “the job is done. I made sure she wouldn’t survive.”I felt a wave of relief wash over me, but it was quickly followed by a gnawing frustration. “Are you sure? I don’t want any mistakes.”“Yes,” Sam assured me. “The shot was fatal. She won’t be coming back from this.”“Good,” I said, letting out a shaky breath. “Finally.”As the call ended, I tossed my phone onto the cluttered coffee table and sank onto the worn-out couch. I closed my eyes, letting the sense of victory settle over me. After everything that had happened—losing my job, my reputation in tatters, and facing c
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 64: Who Deserves To Stay By Her Side
William's POV.I had been at the hospital for hours, my mind racing with a thousand endless thoughts. Allison had been shot. The mere thought of it twisted my insides like a cruel joke. I hadn't slept a wink. The waiting room was as sterile and impersonal as ever, an opposite to the chaotic turmoil inside me. The doctors had told me that the bullets had struck her in her back and arm—dangerous places, but she had somehow managed to survive. They said she was stable now, but the uncertainty of when she would wake up was striking at my sanity.I paced back and forth, feeling the cold tile beneath my feet. My thoughts kept drifting back to the news from Jonathan—Allison had been shot, and I had almost lost her to the cold chains of death just when I was about to let go. Every time I tried to sit, the anxiety drove me up again. The medicinal smell of the hospital seemed to choke me, adding to the oppressive weight of worry I felt.Edward Blackwood was still here, refusing to leave. He wa
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 65: Dreams
Allison's POV.I drifted in and out of consciousness, finding myself in a place that felt both familiar and completely foreign. It was as if I were suspended between realities, unable to fully grasp where I was or how I had gotten here.In one moment, I was back with Williams, living in a dream-like version of our past. We were in the warm embrace of a cozy home, surrounded by the laughter of our four children. I could see myself, fat Seraphina, running through the house with the kids, my heart swelling with joy as Williams looked on with a proud smile. We aged together, our love was like a thread weaving through our lives. We celebrated anniversaries, birthdays, and quiet moments of contentment. Everything seemed so perfect, so right. I could almost feel the comforting weight of it all. But then, like a flicker of a dream fading upon waking, the scene shifted.In the blink of an eye, I was transported to a medieval era, living as a princess in a grand, opulent castle. My life was on
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