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.

couldn’t help but step back instinctively, trying to put a little

I know? Xylia shot back, refusing to show

her attitude, just kept talking, barely glancing

the one

drop, eyes sharp and watching

expected, Xylia just gave him a look that said loud

believe me?” Richard 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

voice ringing out clear

loyalty lies? Too bad for you- turns out the guy you trust most is nothing but a

kept his cool,

restless energy simmering

turn on me and tear me apart at

not looking at her anymore. After a while, once he’d steadied

ice, just rolling back and forth -by the end, there was nothing but a mess of crushed flesh. When I tried to scoop

stomach doing flips. Thank God she hadn’t stuffed herself at lunch; she’d be hurling all over his precious pebbled path

the look on Xylia’s face, his expression grew

don’t believe me?”

the urge to

that kind of person,”

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:

right in front of Xylia

face flushed a furious

pain radiated

hand, desperately trying to pry his fingers

didn’t let go–he only tightened his grip, looking like he

his father, he forced me and my dad into this foreign country, made us live like the walking dead, and then he murdered my father! Why is a monster like him still

Richard’s hand, her

barely a

collapsed to the ground like a kite with its string cut,

hacked out dry, desperate coughs, unable to

sound reduced

of Richard’s furious ranting

worse; stars exploded behind her eyes as

in a small

sent Graham out on an

while he waited for word, Joshua didn’t just sit around–he spent those two days quietly scoping out the area,

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 was a total mystery–could be anything,

watch—loyal heavies that Richard had personally trained over the years. If Joshua thought about charging in

lowering his binoculars. Even those normally icy eyes of

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