The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 329

Richard smirked at her in amusement.

“You really think I’d just tell you what I’m up to?”

Xylia sat tall and unshaken, as steady as a pine tree.

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“You’ve got me locked in here, cut off from the outside world. Even if you told me why you’re doing all this, it’s not like I could stop you, right?”

Richard stared at her in silence, the curve of his lips growing wider.

“Honestly, I really appreciate how you stay so calm and collected,” Richard said.

‘If only she hadn’t gotten mixed up with Joshua, I’d probably like her even more, Richard thought.

But in the end, he kept his mouth shut.

Richard made Xylia eat, but she just picked at her food without any interest.

After she finished, instead of sending her back to her room, Richard took her outside the villa.

It was the first time in two days that Xylia had felt the sun on her skin. Instinctively, she couldn’t help but crave its warmth.

‘I didn’t realize just how much I missed sunlight,’ Xylia thought, her eyes drinking in the light.

Richard’s estate sprawled wide, its white stone paths completely paved with smooth pebbles—each step felt like a free foot massage straight from nature.

He took Xylia on a winding walk, turning this way and that until they ended up in the back garden.

At first glance, Xylia immediately spotted a blank tombstone smack–dab in the middle of the flower beds.

Xylia felt an uneasy shiver as she stared at the blank tombstone in the center of the flower bed, but she made sure not a hint of worry showed on her face.

Before she could even voice her question, Richard answered, “That’s my father’s grave.”

Xylia kept quiet, thinking to herself, ‘What does his father have to do with me, anyway?‘

‘There’s no way I’m paying my respects, Xylia told herself, determined not to budge in the slightest.

Richard completely ignored Xylia’s reaction, his voice cool and casual. “My father didn’t die of old age, and it sure wasn’t illness either. So, want to take a guess what happened to him?”

As Richard turned toward her, Xylia caught the cold, sinister smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

She could feel a chilling hostility and unmistakable murderous intent radiating off him, all of it aimed

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straight at her.

back instinctively, trying to put

the hell should I know? Xylia shot back, refusing to show any fear even as she felt her nerves start

attitude, just kept talking, barely glancing her way as he

one

eyes sharp and watching Xylia for the slightest change in her

Xylia just gave him a look that said loud and clear, “You’re obviously lying

demanded, the

tone grew icy, barely

replied coolly, completely unfazed. “I’ve figured it out–you’re at war with Joshua. Why would I trust anything that comes out of

her voice ringing out clear and

just snorted, his sneer laced with cold contempt. “So that’s where your loyalty lies? Too bad for you- turns out

kept his cool,

the restless energy

he could turn on me and tear me

anymore. After a while,

the end, there was nothing but a mess of crushed flesh. When I tried to scoop up the remains, there wasn’t even enough

thought, stomach doing flips. Thank God she hadn’t stuffed herself at lunch; she’d be

the look on Xylia’s face, his

still don’t believe me?”

the urge to gag, furrowing

that kind of person,” Xylia said

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:

appearing right in front of Xylia

was instantly blocked–Xylia’s face flushed a furious red as she

radiated

hand, desperately trying to pry his

grip, looking like he

into this foreign country, made us

Richard’s hand, her strength draining

was barely a whisper did Richard finally release his

ground like a kite with its string cut,

desperate coughs,

ears wouldn’t stop ringing–every sound reduced to a relentless

furious

passing second, the pain in her throat only got worse; stars exploded behind her eyes as everything went black

a small town, blending

sent Graham out on

word, Joshua didn’t just sit around–he spent those two days

his initial scouting, Joshua learned that Richard’s estate clung to the mountainside, backed by a dense, wild forest. The grounds were wrapped tight with a custom–built fence, and whatever lurked beyond that barrier

that Richard had personally trained over the years. If Joshua thought about charging in solo, he’d be walking straight into a meat grinder.

stood atop the old watchtower, lowering his binoculars. Even those normally icy eyes of his betrayed

a total madman–God only knows what he might do next,’