All Chapters of I KISSED MY EX'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

LELLAMy jaw clenched as I stared at Sofia. Her bitter words cut deep until the heavy panic in my chest suddenly solidified into a cold resolve. Without another word, I flung the covers off and slid off the edge of the bed.​"Get up. Come with me," I coldly said. ​Sofia wiped a fresh tear from her cheek as her eyes flashed with renewed anger. "I'm not going anywhere with you, Lella! If you're trying to drag me to your penthouse to face Joaquin, forget it. I don't want to see his pathetic face!"​"We're not going to see Joaquin," I snapped, turning back to face her with a chilling composure. "You said you're not ready. You said you don't want to be tied to him. Fine, I'll help you. We’re going to the hospital and get rid of it right now."​Sofia froze. Her jaw dropped and the fiery anger died instantly, replaced by shock. She stared at me as if I had completely lost my mind.​I didn't give her time to process it. I grabbed her by the wrist and physically pulled her out of the bed. So

LELLAThe silence inside the sprawling VIP room of the luxury restaurant was suffocating, broken only by the faint clink of crystal glasses. I sat gracefully in my chair, staring at the grand round table before me as we waited for Sofia and Joaquin to arrive.I should not have come here alone. Why? Because sitting directly across from me was Galina, Conrad’s mother and Sofia’s aunt. Beside her sat Sofia’s parents, looking anxious, and Sofia's older sister Selene, a girl Sofia had never been close with, who already looked entirely bored by the family drama.​I understood perfectly why Galina was here. What I did not understand, and frankly had zero patience for, was why Conrad and his bratty younger sister, Catya, were currently occupying two of the chairs at the table.I understand that they are Sofia’s cousins, but duh, they are not close enough to be present at their cousin's family dinner with her boyfriend.​Catya was swirling her water glass, throwing entitled glares in my direct

LELLAI followed Papa through the long corridor of the restaurant toward another private VIP room. I took a deep breath, trying to settle the lingering adrenaline in my veins.​Behind this door was the woman who had broken my mother's heart, alongside the one-month-old baby girl she had given birth to just days after my own wedding.Papa pushed the door and I braced myself for the wave of resentment I expected to feel. But the scene inside instantly caught me off guard. I wasn't shocked to find Sofia and Joaquin already there. Sofia was gently cradling the tiny bundle in her arms, while Joaquin leaned over her shoulder with a soft warmth on his face.​The moment the door shut behind me, Joaquin snapped his head up. His eyes widened in shock to see me standing there, knowing the deep, bitter history I shared with our father's new life.​But I didn't look at Joaquin and at my stepmother, Eliza, who sat anxiously on the nearby plush sofa, holding her breath.​My gaze was instantly fixed

LELLAConrad leaned back against the velvet booth, and a smug smile spread across his face as he gestured to the empty seat opposite him.“Please, sit."​I simply slid into the booth and immediately reached into my bag. Without a single word, I open my phone and find that one photo Sofia had sent me from that night at the club. A candid shot of the gorgeous woman who had targeted Joaquin and bragged about my husband.​I slid the phone across the marble table, planting my finger firmly on the glass.​"Do you know her? Or more importantly, do you still have access to the roster of every pretty girl hanging out in that specific VIP lounge? Because I know nothing happens in that district without your name attached to it."​Conrad looked down at the screen, and for a second, his smug expression wavered into surprise. Then, he let out a chuckle, shaking his head as he looked back up at me.​"Well, well." He leaned his chin on his hand as his eyes glinted with amusement. "I have to admit, Le