Ex-husband Unmasked He’s a Billionaire?

Chapter 125

In the convenience store, the man in a cap edged closer to Peggy. His movements were eerily silent, like a ghost.

Meanwhile, Peggy was engrossed in selecting her preferred beverage and unaware of the looming danger. She added the last bottle of her beloved orange soda to her basket and headed to the cashier.

The sudden close encounter made her scream, “Ah!”

She almost bumped faces with the man in the cap.

“What are you doing?” Peggy snapped and arched her eyebrows in displeasure.

The man responded with a smirk. Underneath the cap’s brim, his eyes gleamed with malice.

“What do you want from me?”

Despite trying to sound stern, Peggy’s voice wavered slightly.

silent. His cap concealed his expression, showing only a chin with patchy stubble. He seemed to

issued a warning.

the hotel next door. One shout and all

man’s smirk only widened at Peggy’s words. She realized then she was dealing with a creep. This cashier was a thug. She prepared to call for security. The

suddenly spoke, “Ms. Lee, please come

cold and hoarse. It was unsettling like dry bark scraping.

flickered with fear. He knew her name. She figured that this was no ordinary

cashier.

pressed a prepared handkerchief against her face. The chemical scent was overpowering. Peggy’s attempts to resist were in vain. Her consciousness quickly

carried her out of the store and into a black car. They drove off,

ceiling, deep in thought. He recalled the words he

or two unless

for him. He dismissed the thought. The memories

were too vivid.

more.