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.

him was what she

know we’re using her to

figure it out herself? Holt

the whole plan?

his silence like it was

quiet, Xylia turned to look

face was completely unreadable–stone cold and expressionless. When he glanced down at Xylia, his

his attitude. She

Joshua in and kill him, but that’s wishful thinking. Joshua’s

he comes to save me right now, none of you could

at her with even more

If Joshua dares to set

back, sarcasm lacing

looked Holt up and down, her eyes downright mocking–she wasn’t even trying to hide the

got stomped

right in Xylia’s face. “Damn right,

walk in here, he’s leaving 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, fry him, and offer him up as a sacrifice

you? Once Joshua’s dead, you’ll be worthless. We’ll turn you into ground meat–just a bonus meal for

Xylia’s gut at Holt’s

clenched her fists so tight her nails dug into

grounded, reminding her to stay calm and

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that nasty,

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

temper was already bad

Xylia again and again. By now, his patience had totally

hand, ready

punch, her eyes icy and unwavering as she

me up? How do you plan on explaining that to your boss?” Xylia shot back, voice steady

stalled, his fist frozen

well–even without Joshua, with the way Richard had been treating this woman, there’s no

in his gut, but he just couldn’t

going

echoed from somewhere in

a cold glare, then waved over another

on

the bodyguard

leaving Xylia under the

frowned, her

out there?‘ Xylia wondered, mind

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

underground fight club, the

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

chairs, and all the other stuff were busted up–nothing had survived

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

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people and headed farther in, picking