The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Xylia spun around, her eyes locking onto Holt, who stood not far away.

Holt was tall and built like a tank–a classic foreign muscleman straight out of an action flick.

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He was Richard’s right–hand man, and from how Richard had hurried off earlier, something major must’ve gone down.

But even then, Richard hadn’t taken Holt with him.

‘Guess watching me is a top priority too,‘ Xylia thought to herself.

Xylia gave Holt a blank stare, then strode straight toward the villa entrance.

Holt quickly stepped sideways, blocking her way.

“Where are you going?” Holt asked, his tone firm.

“Just going out for a walk. What, you got a problem with that?” Xylia retorted.

‘Richard said it himself–I can go wherever I want on this estate, Xylia thought, her expression unchanged.

‘There’s no way Holt would defy Richard’s orders, Xylia thought to herself.

And sure enough, with a frown, Holt remembered what Richard had said. He grudgingly stepped aside, letting Xylia go–orders were orders, after all.

Once Xylia stepped out of the villa, she could tell right away–Holt was tailing her, playing watchdog.

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Holt hovering close, but didn’t bother saying anything.

She walked slowly along the edge of the estate, not in any rush.

The place was massive, and walking at a leisurely pace, it took her nearly an hour just to make a full circle.

By the end, her calves were screaming for mercy.

The whole estate was wrapped in an electric fence–not even a mosquito could sneak in.

It was locked down tight–no one inside could get out, and no one outside could get in.

If Joshua really tried to bust in and rescue her, he’d just end up getting himself into serious trouble.

Xylia took a quick look around. There were plenty of people on the estate–mostly bodyguards and thugs, with a few servants tossed in.

She didn’t want Joshua charging in blindly to save her. It was too dangerous.

‘Way too dangerous,‘ Xylia thought, a chill running down her spine.

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“So you’re baiting Joshua with me, huh? Planning to off him once he shows? Xylia suddenly shot out.

Holt blinked, clearly caught off guard by her abrupt words.

really stunned him

actually know we’re using her to lure Joshua in?

herself? Holt wondered,

the whole plan? The question

said nothing, guarding his silence like it was

stay quiet, Xylia

he glanced down at Xylia, his

couldn’t care less about his attitude. She just gave

and kill him, but that’s wishful thinking. Joshua’s way too sharp–he’ll see through

right now, none of you could take him down,” she

at her with even more

dares to set foot here,

back, sarcasm lacing every

up and down, her eyes downright mocking–she wasn’t even trying

his dignity just got stomped all over

finger right in Xylia’s

zipped up in a body bag. And our boss? You think he’ll let him get off easy? No way–he’s going to get revenge for his own father, grind Joshua up into mincemeat,

you into ground meat–just a bonus

Xylia’s gut at Holt’s brutal

tight her nails dug into her

kept her grounded, reminding her to stay

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voice cold and fearless. “With a mouth that nasty, I bet you’ve got plenty

some nerve calling Joshua the bad guy. Sounds to me like Mr. Shaw’s old man was the real monster–no wonder Joshua

temper was already bad to begin

provoked by Xylia again and again. By

his hand, ready to

the side, dodging his punch, her eyes icy and unwavering

even here yet. You think you can get away with messing me up? How do you plan on explaining

stalled, his fist frozen

knew damn well–even without Joshua, with the way Richard had been treating this woman, there’s

his gut, but he just couldn’t bring

Holt! There’s something going on

a bodyguard’s shout echoed from somewhere

glare, then waved

an eye on her,”

sir,” the bodyguard

off, leaving Xylia

playing games. She just frowned, her eyes

going on out there?‘ Xylia wondered,

be Joshua? Is he really here to save me?‘ The

Richard arrived at the underground fight club,

others he couldn’t even recognize were sprawled out on the floor, groaning and beat-

and all the other stuff were

trashed and eerily silent, with only the occasional thud of fists landing somewhere in

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grew darker and darker with

and headed farther in,