All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS’ REVENGE: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Who the fuck was that?Iryna stopped herself from spewing the question out loud at the last second. She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes."Who is that?" She questioned, her voice becoming stronger with each passing second. Tyrese's face twitched beneath the balaclava. He sighed and went away from her. He was displeased that Iryna didn't know of him.He turned to her. "So you seriously haven't heard of me?" He asked again."No," Iryna shook her head and shrugged her shoulder. "Is that a problem?" She asked."Yes —I mean, no! God, curse that damn Lucien, he didn't say anything about me," Tyrese said as he paced around.Lucien? Iryna's eyes darted about. Come to think of it, Lucien had mentioned Tyrese."Wait, you are that Tyrese?" Iryna asked.Tyrese's turned enthusiastically in her direction."You are the one that was a bodyguard for Fred right? You could have just said that," Iryna said. "There are a lot of Tyrese I know so I was kind of thinking which Tyrese I had offended but

A police van and an SUV came to a stop at the gate. Jim had come with his men and they were suiting up."Hold up," Reynold said. "Tyre tracks on the floor," he pointed to the floor.Lucien nodded. "I saw that from the gate. Whoever came left in a hurry, hence the detailed tracks on the floor," he said. He immediately narrowed his eyes and started walking fast.Reynold understood that he had seen something, and he followed behind quickly without saying a word. The men in security details were passed out on the ground, all twenty of them."What is going on?" Reynold said as he looked around."They have been knocked out, by sleeping gas," Lucien said. "Be careful when you breathe," he warned and bent to examine his men. "Knocked out cold the moment it entered their system, good thing we placed a call for an ambulance."Jim and the SWAT team caught up and started spreading out."Word?" Jim asked. He was already in his bulletproof vest and holding a big gun in his hands. He kept on scann

Iryna's eyes flew open. She sat upright immediately and felt an obstruction on her nose. She yanked it away and frowned because she noticed that she was in a room other than hers.The door flew open, and Reynold and Lucien came inside. They stood at the door, looking at Iryna while she stared back at them."Why am I here again?" She asked.Reynold ran to hug her. He gripped her against him tightly. "You are safe now," he whispered.He pulled slightly away and she glared at him. Iryna cocked her brow and looked at Reynold. She noticed the way Reynold looked like a mess, and questions kept on popping into her head."What is going on?" Iryna asked.Reynold held her hands. "You don't remember what happened?" He asked her.Iryna's frown deepened. "What happened?" Iryna looked at Lucien for the support this time."You seriously don't remember anything about the mansion, about Tyrese?" Lucien asked. He folded his hands at the doorway, not wanting to come too close to her.Iryna shook her he

Lucien dropped at San Jose airport secretly with his men. In fact, they had come in a private plane and they had only come out when the plane had docked indoors in a closed hangar. That way, it wouldn't be easy to get their identities.Lucien entered the waiting black Escalade and made himself comfortable. The last time he had come to Costa Rica was to claim the remains of Fred's crashed plane, twenty-three years ago. Being here felt very uncomfortable. It was a place full of bad memories."Is the hotel ready?" Lucien asked the men at the front."Yes sir, we have scanned the whole building just for you sir, all the equipment you requested has been brought there just as you wished," one of them replied."Good," Lucien murmured. He couldn't wait to start work and leave that place immediately. He would cause a lot of havoc. He had left Iryna and Reynold in a safe house in Portland, Maryland where they would be safe if anything was to happen in Lucien's absence. That way, he could keep a

"For Christ's sake! Michael, what were you thinking?!" James hissed. But his irritation doubled as his voice echoed within the empty spaces of the bar.It was still a couple of hours before its customers flocked, so conversations could travel long distances in that empty space.Michael bent his head down. "James, you are being too loud," he whispered.James looked around and glared at the onlookers at their tables and they turned away. "They don't seem to have a problem with that!" He yelled at Michael again.Michael gritted his teeth. "Look, I got my balls mashed some hours ago, cut me some slack. They fell heavier than usual," Michael complained. He put the cold bottle of beer on his table between his legs and whimpered as the coldness enveloped his crotch. "Oh my God...""Look, I don't care about your balls—""Dude, I need to see a doctor," Michael interrupted him. Even though the pain was starting to subside, Michael wanted to milk the pity party."For fuck's sake! Forget about