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61: Gunned Down
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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
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 66: Dealing With All Of It
Allison's POV.I was sitting upright in my hospital bed, feeling every bit of the pain from my injuries. The dull ache in my back and the sharp sting in my arm made me feel like I’d been through a blender and then carefully put back together. The medications had eased some of the pain, but my body still felt heavy and bruised.The door creaked open, and Viktoh, Mia, and two other team members walked in. Viktoh was his usual composed self, but I could see the concern in his eyes. Mia looked worried but was trying to hide it behind a brave face. The other two, Alex and Ryan, followed them in, both looking serious and ready for business.“Hey, Allison,” Mia said softly as she took a seat next to my bed. “How are you feeling?”“Like I’ve been run over,” I replied, attempting a small smile. “But I’m alive, so that’s something.”Viktoh took the chair across from me, his face lined with concentration. “We need to figure out who did this and why. This attack seems too precise to be random.
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 67: A Battle For Her Heart
Edward's POVSeeing Williams slither back into Allison's life like some snake after she got shot made my blood boil. I never thought I'd see the day when I'd have to endure his presence again, especially not in such a vulnerable situation. The same bastard who tried to bribe me to stay away from Allison, the rich, insensitive slime who shattered her heart and left her broken. I wanted nothing more than to put my fist through his face and knock some sense into him, but I couldn't afford to lose control—not then, not when Allison needed stability.Every time I saw him, my anger flared. It was like he’d been given a free pass to waltz back into her life, like nothing ever happened. Each encounter with him felt like a direct affront, a taunt. This man, who used his wealth and power to screw over Allison, now stood there looking all concerned, trying to play the hero. It was infuriating.I had to keep my cool, though. For Allison's sake. She’d been through enough, and I couldn’t let m
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 68: The Hidden Threat In Disguise
Allison's POV.The room felt lighter after Edward left. With him gone, it was just Williams and me. He looked relieved but still worried. I could see he was tired.“Allison,” Williams said softly as he sat by my bed. “I know you’re awake now, but—”I interrupted him gently. “Williams, you don’t need to stay here. You have other things to do—your companies, your life. I’m sure you’re uncomfortable.”Williams looked like he was about to argue. “I’m not trying to win you back, Allison. I just—”I shook my head and gave a tired smile. “I’m not dead. It’s time for you to go. You’re just standing here, and I bet you’re not comfortable. You can come back later, but you don’t need to stay now.”Williams opened his mouth to protest, but his phone rang loudly. He glanced at the screen, his face turning serious. “I need to take this,” he said, and he walked away from my side.I watched him leave, and the room fell silent. I thought about the dream I had while I was under anesthesia. My father’s
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 69: The Last Stand: Fight For Survival
Allison's POV.The way she was holding that syringe, the way she kept glancing at me with a forced smile, made my stomach churn.I squinted at the syringe she held up, and my heart sank. I recognized the type of syringe and its contents. It was a syringe filled with a potent poison known as ‘Cyanide-30.’ My breath quickened.“Please, just relax,” the nurse continued, her voice still sweet and calm. “This will help you feel better.”I was weak from the earlier medication and my injuries, but I knew I had to act. With as much strength as I could muster, I tried to push the trolley away. The nurse’s smile never wavered, but her eyes narrowed slightly. “Let’s make this easy,” she said, her tone turning colder. She turned away to refill the syringe with another vial, but I saw my chance. I pushed against her, trying to dislodge her from her task.“Stop it!” I shouted, though my voice was hoarse. I grabbed at her arm, but she quickly maneuvered the trolley to block me. Her expression harde
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