All Chapters of Ascension of Billionaire's Ex-wife: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

How could she explain why she needed to keep Franco at a distance—why the man Connor adored was no longer welcome in their lives?“Mommy,” Connor tugged at her hand, his bright eyes full of innocence. “Why is Daddy Franco not coming here anymore?”She forced a smile, kneeling down to meet his gaze. “Daddy Franco is… busy, sweetie. He has other things to do now.”Connor frowned, his small brow furrowing in confusion. “But I miss him. I want to see him.”Before Celine could reply, Connor broke free from her grip and ran towards the veranda. Panic shot through her as she watched him dart outside. She hurried to follow him, her heart pounding in her chest. When she reached the veranda, she saw Connor waving excitedly, his face lighting up with joy. Celine’s breath hitched.Franco stood outside the gate, his expression weary and desperate. He was waiting, hoping… for something. Celine’s mind raced. How did he know they were home? Had he been watching them? Or was it just his persistence th

The restaurant had felt suffocatingly small as Celine stood and walked out, her resolve firm and unwavering. Harvey’s pleas had fallen on deaf ears; his desperation had only reinforced her decision to end things once and for all. As she drove home, the dim streetlights flickering by were no comfort. Her thoughts were preoccupied with Harvey’s ominous words and the chilling realization that he might not let go so easily.Unbeknownst to her, Harvey had retreated to his office, a sanctuary of dark wood and leather that seemed to embody his brooding frustration. The room was illuminated only by the glow of his desk lamp, casting long shadows on the walls. Harvey’s face was set in a grim expression as he dialed Roland’s number, his fingers tapping out the familiar sequence with a sharp urgency.“Roland,” Harvey said as soon as the call was answered. His voice was clipped, betraying none of the seething anger that simmered just below the surface.“Boss Harvey,” Roland replied, his tone casu

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Celine could almost hear Franco’s stunned silence. “Taken Connor? What are you talking about? How—”“There’s no time to explain everything,” Celine interrupted, her voice cracking with emotion. “Harvey’s involved. He’s taken Connor, and I don’t know what he’s planning, but I need you to help find him. Please, Franco. I know we haven’t been on the best terms, but Connor needs us.”Franco’s voice, though still filled with shock, had taken on a tone of determination. Are you serious?“I don’t have all the details,” Celine said quickly, “but the police are working on it. They’ve found a lead, but they need more time. I’m afraid Harvey might do something drastic if we don’t act fast. Please, Franco. You know Harvey better than anyone. You can help us.”Franco took a deep br

The door looked ancient, its metal surface scratched and dented from years of use. He forced himself to take a deep breath, his mind racing through possible scenarios. The muffled sounds of the casino’s chaos seemed to fade into the background as he focused on the immediate task. He gripped the door handle and pushed it open.Inside, the room was dimly lit, its only source of light coming from a flickering CCTV monitor mounted on the wall. The screen displayed a grainy feed of a small room with a single chair. Connor, bound and visibly distressed, sat in the chair, his face streaked with tears. Franco’s heart sank at the sight, but his anger flared as he saw Harvey’s smirking face on another monitor, taunting the child with a malevolent grin.Franco’s fists clenched, and he shouted, “Harvey! Let him go!”Harvey’s mocking laughter echoed through the room, a sound that only fueled Franco’s rage.“Ah, Franco. How touching. I didn’t expect you to show up. You really should have stayed out

Franco tightened his grip on the man’s coat, sensing a wavering resolve in his adversary. He needed to act fast, but the man’s conflicted expression told him that this wasn’t going to be as simple as he hoped.“Help me stop him,” Franco implored, his voice a mix of desperation and determination. “We don’t have time for this. Harvey’s plans are already in motion, and if we don’t act now, it’ll be too late.”The older man’s eyes flared with sudden fury, and he pushed Franco away, stumbling backward. “You think you can just waltz in here and tell me what to do? You don’t know what it’s like. You don’t know what Harvey can do!”Franco barely had time to react as the man lunged at him again, his anger fueling his movements. Franco sidestepped, but the man’s wild swing grazed his shoulder. He retaliated with a quick jab, catching the older man in the ribs, but t