All Chapters of Married To My Ex Billionaire Uncle: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Her voice was stern, which countered the smile on her face. "You will regret this." The blonde smirked incredulously, "I have the influence to destroy you, so your threats are nothing." Ivy's deadly smile never faltered; she continued gazing at him until he left stoutly. She pushed herself to stand and returned to their reserved table as if nothing happened. "What took you so long?" Zack said, dabbing his mouth with a napkin; his eyes were keenly waiting for her reply. "Sorry, I took so long." "That's not an answer," Zack snapped. Ivy furrowed her brow, then she chuckled. "Okay... if you must know, my monthly..." She paused to study the expression on his face, but unexpectedly, it was blank. "Do you really want to hear it all?" Her eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Yes," he gave a short reply, and Ivy just stuffed her mouth with her food. She obviously wasn't ready to complete the answer he was waiting for. Zack didn't inquire further and resumed his meal. "When will filmi

The reporters turned around to see who he was referring to. Even the reporters were surprised to see her, does she have something to say? That was the question going through their heads at the moment. Ivy approached the reporters, her eyes fixed on Jake. "I have something to say," she announced, her voice clear and confident. The reporters turned to her, intrigued. "What is it, Mrs. Anderson?" one of them asked. Ivy smiled sweetly. "I just want to clarify some things about Jake Black's character." Jake's eyes narrowed, his face tensing. Ivy began, "He's been spreading false rumors about my friend Anna, and I think it's time someone exposed the truth about him." The reporters' eyes widened, sensing a scoop. "What truth?" one of them pressed. Ivy smiled, glancing at Jake. "Let's just say that Jake's interests lie elsewhere. He's not the straight-laced guy he pretends to be." Jake's face turned red with anger, but Ivy continued, her voice steady. "I have evidence, if you'd like to

James knew that once his friend holds a vendetta, he makes sure to ruthlessly pursue revenge. "Which of the Ivys, Hale or Anderson...." "Ivy Anderson," Jake responded, clenching his fist tightly beside him. Not only did Ivy expose he was gay, but she also dug up his dirt. "Someone offered to help..." James told him, starting the car. "He knows the best way to take her out." "I can take her down myself," Jake spat, inwardly his mind was picturing Ivy in a miserable state. He had just the best way to get back at her for the troubles she had caused. James patted his shoulder. "Don't forget she is married to Zack Anderson; that man is trouble." Jake slapped his hands away, displeased. "There is no trouble I can't handle." "Okay," James shrugged. "Whatever plan you have will go more smoothly with an alliance. Let's meet her; she knows the ins." "Who is she?" Jake asked. "An acquaintance," he replied. "Do I know her?" Jake frowned; he was sure he knew who he was talking abo

Panic surged through her as she sensed the nefarious aura emitting from them. She began to piece up the fragment of the odd phenomenon, but the dire question was, what do they want? They certainly don't seem friendly. She frantically attempted to start her car again but the creaking sound deterred her escape. She turned back to check on Ivy. Behold, she was sound asleep. "IVY! IVY WAKE UP!" She bellowed, her scream piercing the air before it abruptly cut off. She turned her gaze to the incoming threat; her eyes widened as the dark shadow loomed closer, its presence shoving her mind into tumult. "Ivy!" She jumped to the back seat, grabbing her phone; her hands quivered as it slid on the sleek screen. She tried to unlock her phone but she couldn't get her own password right. A plunk sound made her heart skip a beat. She accidentally tossed her phone due to fright; she looked downward to find it, but there was no clear view in her car. "Shit." She cursed silently. Her own desi

Zack veered backwards, his eyes narrowing as he tried to make out who he saw. The bloody blonde hair and weak-looking eyes came into focus. "Edmond," Edmond gazed at him with a flash of respite in his eyes, his leg quivering, barely standing on his feet. With no strength left in him, he gave in to his leg's command, falling towards Zack. Zack quickly caught him before he could fall to the ground. The stench of blood wafted into his nose, making him grow more anxious about his wife's safety. Since Edmond was in this particular state, how about his wife—what will happen to her? What are the kidnappers planning to do to her? "What happened, Edmond? Tell me." His hoarse voice was filled with concern. He laid him down on the ground and adjusted his head to a comfortable slope. "What happened?" He repeated his question, but Edmond grasped his arm with his shaky hand, wincing in pain. Zack, noticing this, realized he needed immediate treatment, but the problem was his car has run out of g