All Chapters of The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Williams POV.I was still struggling with the constant, dull throb in my arm from the bullet wound. It served as a painful reminder of my failures and the mess I had made of my life. But the physical pain paled in comparison to the emotional agony of losing Allison. I had to know more about her. The woman I had once known as Seraphina was now a different person entirely, and I needed to know more about her past.I picked up the phone and dialed Jonathan’s number. He answered on the second ring. “Good morning, Mr. Luther. How can I assist you?”“Jonathan, I need you to hire the best private investigator money can buy,” I said, my voice steely with determination. “I want to know everything about Allison’s life before she met me, and after. And that Edward guy I keep seeing around her.”Jonathan hesitated for a moment. “Are you sure, sir? This might dig up some things that—”“Just do it,” I snapped, cutting him off. “I need to know.”A few days later, Jonathan arranged a meeting with a m

Allison POV.Williams had always known how to make a statement. So when he discovered through his P.A., Jonathan, that my childhood home was still standing but in desperate need of repairs, he decided to do something monumental.One morning, I woke up to the sound of construction. Groggy and irritated, I peered out my window to see a team of workers swarming my house like ants. New windows, a fresh coat of paint, a completely renovated garden—it was a full-scale makeover.I stormed outside, my robe flapping in the wind. “What the hell is going on here?” I shouted at the foreman.He tipped his hat, looking apologetic but firm. “Ma’am, we’ve been hired to renovate the property. Mr. Luther insisted on the best for you.”My blood boiled. “Tell Williams I don’t want his charity. Stop all work immediately.”The foreman hesitated, but then his phone buzzed. After a quick conversation, he turned back to me. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but Mr. Luther has given strict orders to proceed unless directly i

Allison's POV.I slipped into the office building, my disguise flawless: a tailored suit, glasses, and my hair pulled into a tight bun. Williams' company, Montgomery Enterprises, was busy as usual, and I was just another staff member in the sea of employees. Mia's voice crackled in my ear through the tiny device she had provided."Alright, Allison. You're in. The conference room is on the third floor, second door on the right. Remember, blend in and observe."I nodded subtly, even though she couldn't see me, and made my way to the elevator. Williams' company was immaculate, a proof of his obsession with perfection. As the elevator doors closed, I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with anticipation.This was it. The day Rajesh Patel, the Indian billionaire, was meeting with Williams. Patel was one of the wealthiest men in the world, and this partnership could propel Williams' company to new heights. But I had other plans.The conference room was a hive of activity. Williams and his

Williams POV.Then, right in front of me, they agreed to go on a date tomorrow. I wanted to scream, to lash out, to do anything to stop this madness. Allison had even told Rajesh her name was Seraphina, the same name she used when she was fat and we were still married. My mind was racing, filled with rage and desperation.I knew I couldn't let this happen. As soon as Allison walked away, I turned to Rajesh. "Rajesh," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "you can't go on a date with her."Rajesh looked at me, curiosity flickering in his eyes. "And why not?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips."Because she used to be mine," I replied, my voice dropping low with intensity.Rajesh stared at me for a moment before bursting into a boisterous laugh. His men joined in, their laughter sounding through the VIP section despite the music."Williams, are you joking? Or do you just want the girl for yourself because she seduced every man here?" He inquired. I gritted my teeth, my hands clenc

Allison's POV.The next day, Rajesh was waiting for me at the entrance of one of the city's most exclusive boutiques. He looked every bit the part of a wealthy, powerful man, surrounded by a small entourage of bodyguards. I approached with a confident stride, dressed in a form-fitting red dress that brought out my figure, paired with designer heels. My hair was elegantly styled, and I wore just enough makeup to highlight my features without appearing overdone."Seraphina," Rajesh greeted me with a broad smile, his eyes lighting up as he saw me. "You look stunning.""Thank you, Rajesh," I replied, giving him a charming smile. "Shall we?"Rajesh led me inside, where the boutique staff immediately sprang into action, bringing us champagne and ushering us into a private section of the store. The next few hours were a whirlwind of luxury. Rajesh spared no expense, buying me designer dresses, shoes, handbags, and jewelry. He seemed to delight in watching me try on different outfits, each