All Chapters of Billionaire Ex-Wife’s Revenge: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Clara walked down the street, her mind was consumed with thoughts of the files she had stolen from Avery Pharmaceuticals. She couldn't believe what she had discovered - the company was knowingly producing a harmful drug that was causing more harm than good to cancer patients. She knew she had to do something about it, but she also knew that she had to be careful. The police were now involved, and she didn't want to draw any more attention to herself.After buying some food to calm her nerves, Clara made her way back to her apartment. She couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that was gnawing at her insides. She had always prided herself on doing the right thing, but this situation was different. In order to bring justice to those who had been harmed by Avery Pharmaceuticals, she would have to come forward with the information she had stolen. But that also meant risking her own safety and reputation.As she sat at her kitchen table, picking at her food, her phone began to ring again. Thi

Avery and Nathaniel sat in the dimly lit living room, the hushed sounds of the evening seeping through the walls as they grappled with the shadow of uncertainty that loomed over them. Avery's hands trembled involuntarily, a physical manifestation of the fear and worry that gnawed at her insides. Nathaniel's gaze never wavered from her, his concern etched in the furrow of his brow, a silent beacon of understanding in the midst of her turbulent emotions."Avery," Nathaniel's voice was a gentle caress, a soothing melody in the cacophony of her fears. "I can see how worried you are about Clara. We'll find her, I promise."Avery managed a shaky smile, a fragile facade that crumbled under the weight of her own deception. The burden of her hidden truth bore down on her, a heavy weight that threatened to suffocate her. "I appreciate your efforts, Nathaniel, but it's been days since I've heard from her. This silence, it's... it's not like her. I can't shake the feeling that something's really

Avery’s POV I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. It wasn’t just the guilt; it was the overwhelming feeling of helplessness. Clara... She almost didn’t make it. She was lying in that hospital bed, unconscious, and I was here, stuck at home with nothing to do but wait. I was supposed to be there with her, holding her hand, keeping her calm after everything she had been through. Instead, all I could do was cry, pacing around the living room, clutching my phone as if it could somehow make everything better.I couldn’t believe I had let it go this far. That one decision had almost cost Clara her life. Clara had put herself in the line of fire to help me…help me get back at the Montgomerys for everything they had done to me.I grabbed the sleeve of my sweatshirt and wiped my face. No time to wallow in guilt. Clara was strong. I had to believe that. She would make it through. She had to.My phone buzzed in my hand, and I nearly dropped it, startled. Nathaniel. I hesitated for a moment be

AveryI glanced at the door again. Just then, the door creaked open. I froze, holding my breath. A nurse stepped inside, clipboard in hand, her white uniform crisp and clean. She had a detached look on her face, focused solely on the machines as she checked Clara’s vitals. My pulse quickened again, but I kept still, praying she wouldn’t notice me and at the same I was relieved it wasn’t Sasha’s men. “Everything seems stable,” she murmured to herself, clicking a few buttons on the monitor. “Oxygen levels are normal. Blood pressure within acceptable limits.”I breathed a quiet sigh of relief. She was leaving. I could see her glancing at Clara one last time before she turned toward the door.Then, just as she stepped out of the room, I stood up from my crouch. My legs were shaky, and my head felt light, but I couldn’t waste time. I rushed to the side of the bed, my hands trembling as I carefully reached for the oxygen tube attached to Clara’s nose. The sound of the machine’s rhythmic be

Sasha slammed her hand on the table, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent room. She stared down at the scattered papers, her blood boiling as her mind raced with frustration. How had it come to this? She had made plans and executed them flawlessly only for Clara to slip right through her fingers.“This is unbelievable!” Sasha snapped, her voice dripping with venom. “How could they let her escape? How could they let Avery of all people get involved?! This was supposed to be a controlled situation!”The men standing around the room shifted uncomfortably under her wrath, none of them daring to speak up. Sasha’s gaze flicked to each of them, her lips curling into a sneer. They were useless. All of them. She had ordered them to watch Clara like hawks and made sure to end her for good, and now they were standing there looking like frightened sheep. The thought made her blood pressure spike even further.“Tell me again,” she said, her voice a low growl, “who exactly was supposed to