All Chapters of Billionaire Ex-Wife Comes Back: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

In this world, there are different types of anger. Grief, Envy, Jealousy and many more. What Lucien was currently feeling as he watched the scene in front of him unfold was Jealousy. His heart ached as he watched Darius slip the necklace around Alexandra’s neck and later on, grinned at her like a Cheshire cat.That was meant to be him. He was meant to be the person putting that necklace around Alexandra’s neck and having night walks in the street of Paris with her. But he wasn’t. He had blown his chance and instead it turned out to be some architect biker boy.Oh, just how much more ironic could his life become? He thought and in that moment, got the answer to his question.“Mr. Albrecht.” Lucas called from the front seat of his car. His voice had a hesitant edge to it that made Lucien sigh out in exhaustion.Just what else had the universe prepared for him?“What is it, Lucas?” He asked, his deep voice dripping quick with exhaustion.Lucas momentarily pitied his employer, but snapped

Game over wasn't a word that existed in Eleanor's dictionary, it didn't from the beginning and wouldn't start now. She'd rather give it her all rather than backing out half way. It was either go big or go home that was a motto she was raised with throughout her childhood and live by up till this very moment. And obviously it was not a hard motto to live up to. With all the power and authority she had after marrying into the Grey family and establishing her authority, making people bend to her will had been easy and effortless, or so she thought until she encountered Alexandra.The first day she met the blonde after twelve years of her fateful disappearance, she looked like a radiant sun that shone in every corner, bringing those in the dark out and casting those who chose the darkness away. It was like her very own unspoken and unofficial motto.She was going to be a problem. Eleanor had thought after her first failed attempt of bending Alexandra to her will. After that day, the elder

"Yes. I won't be coming into the office today so just arrange everything for the meeting tomorrow and clock out. Yes, thank you, Michael." Alexandra said, speaking into her phone and hanging up right after her conversation with Michael was over.She glanced back at the boutique behind her, and through the transparent window, she watched as Cory laughed and chatted with Madam William while they both picked out dresses.She smiled, happy that her Aunt now looked somewhat lively compared to how she had looked earlier in the day. Even during the ride here, she had looked as if she had a thousand things to ponder and as if a certain one was eating away at her mind. But now, that expression was gone and Alexandra was glad.Tucking her phone into her purse, she turned around and entered back into the store.At the counter, she met Quinn who was diligently doing her work after having returned from her short stayed vacation."Hey Quinn." She waved at the red head who waved back with a smile an

Her words were far from a bluff. James Winfred knew this... he understood this without there needing to be any sign that said so.Feeling on the edge, he swallowed whatever lump had unconsciously formed in his throat in the short length of their conversation. His Adam's apple made a huge movement as he did so, while Alexandra stared down at him for a final moment before attempting to leave, but before she could do so, James stopped her."Threatening the chief of police that way, are you not aware of the power I hold over this city. If I want it to be, you can be locked up in a cell for the next month, but as the bigger person I'll take pity on you and send you off with a simple warning." He announced with arrogance despite the tremors running amuck in his head and warning him to keep his tap mouth shut. But sadly he didn't heed to their warnings and Alexandra could only snicker at this."I can see my grandmother feeds her dogs well." She spoke in a condescending tone and James instant

“Hey, hey that’s my win!” The middle aged drunkard at the table burped loudly and rejoiced as he had just scored his first win in ages. Anybody seeing him would have thought he had just hit the jackpot, but all he was rejoicing over were a couple of thousands, not even near hundred thousand.It was officially Christmas for him!“Sir, please kindly keep your voice down.” The croupier at the table politely gave him a warning but the man did not heed. He continued laughing wildly and even going to the extent of hitting his fist against the gambling table.“I’m fucking rich!” He exclaimed and grabbed his ticket to go and cash out at the main desk. “Fifteen fucking thousand.” He said and slammed down his ticket, watching with hazy drunk eyes as the cashier picked up his ticket and scanned through it for authentication. After she had confirmed it was indeed real, she went below and gathered the small amount of cash.“Please enjoy your day, Sir.” She said with a smile after she had bagged th