My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter Thirty-five

Emma had always been the obedient daughter, living in the expansive mansion her family had called home since she was just a girl. But tonight, as the clock struck seven, she felt the thrill of rebellion coursing through her veins. She had a secret meeting, a rendezvous that could change the course of her life.

With careful precision, Emma crept down the grand staircase, her footsteps muffled by the carpet that had been constantly changed over the years. The dim hallway concealed her movements, and the family portraits on the walls seemed to watch her with disapproving eyes.

Outside, in the chilly night air, Emma’s breath formed mists. She had arranged to meet a man, a stranger with disheveled hair and a hoodie pulled low over his eyes. He awaited her in the shadows of a nearby alley.

As Emma approached, she could make out the rugged features of the man, his face concealed in darkness. She handed him a small piece of paper, her fingers trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. On