All Chapters of Billionaire's Regret: Chasing His Ex Wife Back : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Vanessa stood in the middle of the room, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Her mind spun with fear and anger. She couldn’t stop thinking about her kids. What if they had come home early? What would she have found then? Her stomach churned at the thought, and her hands curled into fists.“I’ll make them pay for this,” she muttered under her breath, her voice sharp and low.Diego came back into the room, moving quickly and looking grim. He held a small piece of cloth in his hand, his face serious. “I found this by the back gate,” he said, holding it out for her to see.Vanessa stared at the cloth. Her pulse quickened. “What is it? Does it mean something?”“Maybe,” Diego replied, turning the cloth over in his hands. “We’ll check it out. It could help us figure out who did this.”Vanessa nodded stiffly, her chest tightening. At least it was something, but it didn’t feel like enough. Not with her home torn apart and her family in danger.Lily walked back into the room, holding her

The air around the abandoned car was thick with tension. Vanessa paced near the vehicle, her heels clicking against the asphalt with each step. She clutched one of her children’s backpacks tightly against her chest, her heart hammering harder with each second that passed. The world around her seemed muted, Diego’s low voice as he spoke into his phone, the faint hum of distant traffic, none of it fully registered.She was just thinking about the worst scenario her kids and Emily might be in. She should have done better! Sh shouldn't have let her enemies get to them First.Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but she held it in. This wasn't the time to cry. What if her parents or Xavier called now, what was she going to tell them? That she's been receiving threatening messages and now her kids and babysitter have gotten kidnapped and her house raided?It all sounded absurd. What would people think of her? An irresponsible mother, who couldn't keep her kids safe?Her mind raced with po

Vanessa stood silently as Riccardo worked, the sound of his fingers tapping the keyboard filling the quiet room. Her eyes wandered, taking in the sleek and organized space. It was very much like him, no clutter, no distractions. Everything had its place.“Got it,” Riccardo said finally, his voice breaking through her thoughts.She moved closer, her heartbeat quickening. “What did you find?”Riccardo turned the screen toward her, showing a map with a blinking red dot. “The car the suspects used has a tracker. It’s parked at a warehouse on the outskirts of the city.”“A warehouse?” Vanessa repeated, her stomach twisting.He nodded. “It’s in an isolated area, far from the main roads. It looks like they didn’t bother disabling the tracker, which might mean they weren’t expecting anyone to trace it.”Vanessa’s fingers clenched at her sides. “Then let’s go. We don’t have time to waste.”Riccardo shook his head. “We can’t just storm in blindly. We need a plan.”She glared at him, frustration

Vanessa stared at the crumpled note in Riccardo’s hand, her breathing shaky but steadying. She didn’t have time for fear or anger. Her kids were out there, scared.“We don’t have time for riddles,” Vanessa said, her voice firm. “Where are they?” She asked Riccardo.Riccardo slid the note into his pocket. “They’re nearby. They wouldn’t risk taking them far. Let’s move.” He said.The group hurried out of the abandoned building, the setting sun casting long shadows over the cracked pavement. Riccardo directed his men with clipped commands. Diego stayed close to Vanessa, offering her silent reassurance.One of Riccardo’s men jogged up, his boots crunching against the gravel. “Boss, there are fresh tire tracks leading to an old farm about two miles from here.” He informed.Vanessa didn’t hesitate. “Then that’s where we’re going.” She stated firmly.Riccardo glanced at her, his brow furrowed. “Stay close to me. No risks.”The drive to the farm felt like it stretched on forever. Every bump o

Vanessa slipped into the room across from where her kids were sleeping. The door clicked softly behind her as she leaned against it for a moment, letting out a shaky breath she had been holding in all day. The silence of the room felt heavy, but it was better than the chaos that had unfolded earlier.She moved to the bed, her legs feeling like they could give out at any moment. Sitting on the edge, Vanessa buried her face in her hands. The tears she had held back for so long finally came, spilling down her cheeks in uncontrollable waves.Her kids were safe now, that was all that mattered. But what if she hadn’t found them? The thought made her stomach twist painfully. If Riccardo and Diego hadn’t been there, if Emily hadn’t been so brave, what would she have done?Her mind spun with questions, each one heavier than the last. What if they had been hurt? She shuddered at the thought, her heart aching as images of what could have gone wrong flashed through her mind. She pressed her hands