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Chapter 93: Kidnapped or Missing?

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-26 23:46:45

Mia

Jim reached out, grabbing Damon’s hand, and squeezed it tight.

"Yeah," Jim said, his clear little voice carrying over the crowd, filled with unreserved pride. "He's my dad. And he’s my hero."

Damon stiffened. A sharp, ragged breath caught in his throat. For a second, the formidable CEO looked undone.

He dropped to his knees on the damp grass, pulling Jim into a hug so tight, that it felt as if all the dark, painful years of his past were finally being washed away forever.

The peace of our
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  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 93: Kidnapped or Missing?

    MiaJim reached out, grabbing Damon’s hand, and squeezed it tight."Yeah," Jim said, his clear little voice carrying over the crowd, filled with unreserved pride. "He's my dad. And he’s my hero."Damon stiffened. A sharp, ragged breath caught in his throat. For a second, the formidable CEO looked undone.He dropped to his knees on the damp grass, pulling Jim into a hug so tight, that it felt as if all the dark, painful years of his past were finally being washed away forever.The peace of our weekend felt like a distant dream the moment Monday morning hit, but nothing could have prepared me for the call that came through mid-afternoon.I was sitting at my desk in my private office, staring at a stack of quarterly reports that I couldn't bring myself to read. My mind was still replaying the sight of Damon on that grass field, holding Jim close, the shadows in his eyes dissolved by the sound of a little boy calling him his dad. We were so close to winning this war. We had the momentum

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 92: Endless Pride

    Mia The silence that fell over our side of the dining table as Marcus put on his performative outrage was absolute. Watching him yell at Athena, watching Mara’s tight, pale face as her constructed facade splintered.I didn't utter another word for the rest of that evening. I didn't need to. The trap was already sprung.In the days that followed that catastrophic dinner at the mansion, I simply sat back and watched the dominoes begin to fall. When you back a group of desperate, corrupt people into a tight corner, you don't even have to strike the final blow—they will inevitably do it for you. Damon and I chose to leave their filth where it belonged: behind closed doors.Friday morning brought a crisp, clear blue sky, free of the choking gray smog of the city. It was the day of Jim’s school annual Family Sports Day.I stood on the wide, manicured grass field of the elementary school, holding two cold bottles of water, wrapped in a comfortable oversized sweater. Parents were scatter

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 91: The Fake Dinner

    Damon I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the penthouse suite, tightening my dark silk tie.My knuckles were bruised and split from the fight, the ache in my hand a constant reminder of the flash drive Mara’s hound had stolen off my dining table. She thought she had won. She thought that by stealing the physical metal drive, she had erased her crimes and buried my father’s murder forever.She was wrong.Mara was a creature of pride. She believed that striking from the shadows and taking away my evidence would break me, forcing me into a corner where I’d surrender the company to save Mia and Jim. But she didn't know I had spent my whole life studying her every move. She wanted a game? I was going to give her a war.When her formal invitation to a private family dinner at the mansion arrived on my phone early that afternoon, framed as a "reconciliation meal" before the upcoming board vote, I didn't decline. I accepted immediately.I turned around as Mia stepped into th

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 90: The Intruder

    Mia The pitch-black darkness pressed in on us.Panic surged through my veins, hot and blinding. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird, and for a split second, the horrifying memories of the gala—the drug, the cold hands, the dark alleyway—rushed back, threatening to swallow me whole. The silence in the penthouse was broken only by the faint electronic beep of the backup battery dying out as the entire security system went into a hard lockdown."Damon—" I gasped, my voice barely a whisper in the suffocating dark.Before the word could fully leave my lips, a pair of strong, familiar arms wrapped around me with speed.Damon didn't hesitate. In one swift, fluid motion, he pulled me completely behind his broad frame, using his own body as an impenetrable shield. His grip on my waist was firm, grounding, and fierce. His chest rose and fell against my back in steady, controlled bursts, his instincts kicking into high gear with the lethal precision of a man who had been pre

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 89: The File

    MiaWhen we came back, I showed Damon the file that was kept on my office table.Damon also showed me what was on his phone. After the alarming security breach alert earlier, Damon’s private security team had swept his penthouse top to bottom. No one had breached the perimeter interior, but someone had physically jammed an unauthorized decryption key into the outer electronic lock of the private elevator service bay—a clear message that our enemies were closing in, trying to rattle us.I sat at the wide, dark dining table, my hands tightly wrapped around a warm mug of tea that had long since gone cold.On the polished surface in front of me lay the small, plain brown package that had been delivered to my office desk earlier that afternoon. Beside it sat the sleek, ice-cold metal flash drive with those chilling white letters printed across its surface:*“Property of the Late CEO — Financial Records Part 1.”*Damon walked into the dining area, his dark shirt unbuttoned at the collar,

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 88: Playing Both Sides

    Adrian I paced back and forth across the polished floor of my private office, my breath coming in short, ragged hitches.My chest felt suffocatingly tight. Sweat was slicking the back of my neck, and no matter how many times I adjusted my silk tie, I felt like I was choking.Everything was spiraling out of control.My hands were shaking as I ran them through my hair, gripping the strands tight enough to feel the sharp sting. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. I was supposed to be the one making the moves, calculating the steps, pulling the strings behind the scenes to get Mia away from Damon. Instead, I was being dragged into a nightmare I never agreed to.I remembered the look on Mia’s face when she confronted me earlier in my office—the disgust in her eyes, the cold certainty in her voice when she told me she had been drugged and almost hauled away like cargo into an unmarked car. She looked at me like I was a monster. A pathetic, incompetent fool.And the worst part? She was

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 5: Taking Everything From Me

    MiaI felt the gazes of my co-workers trailing me as I moved towards my office. Some looked away once I met them. Others remained, offering small smiles. They both held the same thing.Sympathy. Pity.By now I was sure the entire company was aware. There was nothing I could do about it but ignore i

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 4: How. Could. You

    MiaDamon’s voice cut cleanly through mine. I turned to him.On his usually impassive face was something I couldn't read, but perhaps it was my imagination. Soon after he looked at me harshly.“Don’t be unreasonable Mia.” he said, “Athena is staying. Why would she need to leave when her family is h

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 3: Dunked

    MiaIt felt like I'd been dunked in an icy bath, chilling my bones into reality. She leaned closer to Damon holding his arm and looking up at him with a smile. But all I could focus on was the jewellery adorned on her neck. The necklace I thought he'd bought for me.Laughter arose, forcing me to r

  • My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go   Chapter 2: Apologies and Pain

    MiaA lump formed in my throat as the words I wanted to say, the revelation that hung at the tip of my tongue was swallowed back. I kept my expression neutral as I nodded.“I’m sorry Mr Nova. It won’t happen again.” Silence stretched through minutes when I heard his footsteps. Before I knew it, ar

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