All Chapters of Ascension of Billionaire's Ex-wife: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Celine's heart pounded in her chest as she sat alone in the dimly lit living room. The silence in the house was overwhelming, broken only by the faint ticking of the wall clock. She kept glancing at her phone, waiting for a response from Franco, but her messages went unread. Her mind raced, replaying the stranger’s chilling warning about staying away from Harvey. She had made mistakes, but letting someone like Harvey into her and Connor’s life was one she could never forgive herself for.Celine stood up abruptly, grabbing the remote to turn off the TV, her reflection staring back at her from the blank screen. She couldn’t sit here doing nothing. Her eyes drifted to the windows and the locked door, ensuring everything was securely closed. Her heart ached as she thought of Connor sleeping upstairs, blissfully unaware of the danger that surrounded them. She wouldn’t let anything happen to him. Never.After checking every door and window for the third time, she stopped in the kitchen. A g

Celine’s hands were trembling as she gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white with tension. The road ahead was empty, but her mind was racing with thoughts of what they’d just escaped. Franco leaned back in the passenger seat, his breathing heavy. Blood was seeping through his shirt from the wound on his arm, but he seemed unbothered by the pain, his eyes focused on the rearview mirror."Franco, you're hurt," Celine said, glancing over at him, panic rising in her voice. She had no idea how to handle this—no experience with running from dangerous men, no idea where they were headed."It's just a scratch," Franco muttered through gritted teeth. "I’ll deal with it when we're safe."She turned her eyes back to the road, her heart still hammering in her chest. "Where are we even going? We can't just keep driving around with Connor in the backseat. We need to find a place to hide, at least until we figure out what to do next."Fran

The air in the cabin felt charged, electric with the unspoken fear that lingered between them. Celine and Franco exchanged worried glances as they moved further into the small living space, the sounds of the forest growing distant yet menacing.“Do you think it was Harvey’s men?” Celine asked, her voice trembling slightly as she leaned against the kitchen counter.Franco shook his head, his expression serious. “I don’t know. It could be anyone—someone passing through, or it could be Harvey trying to track us down. We can’t take any chances.” Celine nodded, feeling the weight of his words settle over her like a heavy blanket. “What do we do now?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Franco’s jaw tightened as he considered their options. “We need to secure this place. I’ll check the windows and doors. You keep an eye on Connor.” Celine felt a

The cabin erupted into chaos as the first intruder fell. Celine's heart thundered in her chest, adrenaline coursing through her veins. She clutched the lamp tightly, ready to defend Connor as shadows swarmed the room. “Stay back!” Franco shouted, brandishing the knife with fierce determination. He moved with a purpose, every muscle taut, his eyes scanning for any sign of danger. Celine could see the tension in his shoulders, the protective instinct radiating from him.Elias darted past, ducking under a swinging fist and landing a blow on another intruder. “Celine! Move Connor!” he shouted, urgency lacing his voice.Celine knelt beside Connor, whispering, “Stay down, sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me.” She pulled him closer, shielding him with her body as she watched the struggle unfold. Franco faced another man, dodging a wild swing before countering with a swift thrust of the knife. The intruder stumbled back, crashing into a nearby table, sending it toppling over. Celine's breath c

The truck rumbled down the uneven logging road, its headlights cutting through the darkness like a beacon of hope. Celine sat beside Connor, her heart still racing as the trees blurred past. The sound of the engine filled the silence, but her mind was a whirlpool of anxiety.“Are we almost there?” Connor asked, his voice small and tired.“Just a little longer,” Celine replied, forcing a smile. She glanced at Franco, who was focused on the road, brow furrowed with concentration. “Keep an eye out for any signs,” Elias said, scanning the sides of the road. “We need to find a place to lay low.”They drove in tense silence, the weight of their situation pressing heavily on all of them. Celine felt the pulse of fear in her veins, a constant reminder that they were being hunted. Suddenly, Franco slowed the truck as they approached a clearing. “There’s the town,” he said, pointing to a cluster of dim lights in the distance. “We should park a little ways out and approach on foot.”“Good idea