All Chapters of My Ex Wants It After the Divorce: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

His attitude towards President Marques worsened as well because President Marques hadn't found the people he needed so far. Patricio Roberts vented his anger on him almost daily during their secret meeting."Your work is becoming increasingly shoddy. How can you fail to find a small group of people when you have the entire government under your control? Or have you conspired with them, and that's why you have nothing to report?""How could that be possible? I gain no benefit from working with them; that would be digging my own grave. I tried my best to find them, but they've hidden themselves very well. There are no clues or traces of them anywhere." The President immediately expressed his loyalty."Even with the whole country under your control, you fail to complete such a simple task as this. Why am I still keeping you around? My patience is limited, and I will never allow anyone to defy me. So, I'll give you one more week, and if you still come up empty-handed, the

Jackson walked forward, and he leveled Patricio Roberts with a sorrowful gaze. Patricio Roberts' confused eyes met his stare. Why would my precious son look at me this way and, even more so, plan to kill me? What in the world is really happening? "Why?" Patricio looked at Jackson and asked. There was a deep well of pain in his voice; he truly didn't understand why his son would commit something as heinous as patricide! "Because it's revenge for not treating me as your true son and for planning my murder!" Jackson savored the disbelief on his father's face, and his expression broke into a satisfied smile. "When did I not treat you as my real son? And when did I plan to kill you?" demanded Patricio Roberts angrily, but Jackson didn't answer. Instead, he pointed his gun at Patr

Patricio's speech was filled with emotion, melancholy, and helplessness. It was as if the choice was too difficult for him, considering he was genuinely a loving father who couldn't bear to lose any of his children. But would a true loving father make the choice he did? Sacrificing his own son to save himself?   Fortunately, Isaque had already seen through his cruelty and contempt, and if he continued to believe in Patricio's sweet words, he would truly be the dumbest person of all.   "So, your choice is for me to kill Jackson?" Isaque asked coldly, forcing Patricio to clearly admit his decision. Hearing his choice spoken out loud brought the hidden hatred in Patricio's eyes back to the surface once again.   "Yes, because I can no longer disappoint you," Patricio hissed thro

“Miss Liana, this time your action truly impressed me, and I am glad I chose to cooperate with you. If you need my help in the future, do not hesitate to ask. If I can fulfill your request, I will definitely do my best," President Marques said, deeply grateful. "It's a coincidence you say that because we need Mr. President's help," Liana exchanged a glance with Edward, who was sitting next to her, and said to President Marques. "Of course, how can I assist you?" the President asked in return. "We want to know everything you know about the Roberts family," she said, and the President looked at her with confusion. "Didn't you get that information from Jackson? I believe he knows more than I do."&n

Liana changed her clothes, hairstyle, and put on a pair of large-framed glasses to assume the disguise of Isaac's secretary, and she would follow him to the orphanage. On the other hand, Sam's group would disguise themselves as Isaac's bodyguards. Due to the uniqueness of Edward's identity, many people in Brazil knew him, so he didn't accompany them. Instead, he was responsible for monitoring the video feed that was connecting to the hidden camera sewn into Liana's jacket lapel. When they arrived at the orphanage, the manager, Enrico, personally came to welcome them. He was already in his sixties but still energetic and physically fit, wearing a straight suit, and his cautious and dark eyes examined them. However, he immediately put on a friendly smile when he saw Isaac, whi