Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Sitting behind him, Kyson watched with a wicked smile and sparkling eyes.

The sales assistant handed over the paper invoice with both hands.

“Thank you for your patronage, sir.

Have a nice day.

”

Her tone was polite, but her eyes screamed, “Please don’t come here again.

We don’t welcome cheating couples!”

As Sonny fumed, Kyson’s mischievous grin only widened.

Before leaving, Sonny tried explaining to the sales assistant.

“Don’t believe a word she said.

She’s got a screw loose and always pulls these stunts on me when we go out.

”

He pointed to his head, implying that something was wrong with Kyson’s mind.

The woman smiled awkwardly.

“It’s your personal affairs, and you don’t have to be embarrassed.

We won’t tell anyone.

”

Sonny was rendered speechless, realizing there was no way to defend himself in this situation.

Holding back his anger, he turned around and glared at Kyson.

“I’ve paid.

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”

Kyson, still in the delicate voice, cooed, “Thanks.

”

Sonny felt an overwhelming urge to punch him.

Sadly, all he could do was storm out of the store with Kyson teetering behind him, still in those high heels.

The evening’s mission began smoothly.

Kyson’s outfit was a stunningly seductive tight skirt and a blouse with puffy long sleeves that expertly hid his muscular arms.

He wore slimming clothes that compressed his abdominal muscles, making breathing challenging.

With the operation already underway, he couldn’t afford to relax, so he held his breath and utilized his disguise skills honed in the Secret Investigation Department as he navigated the bar.

Passersby, both male and female, couldn’t help but notice him.

His face was strikingly beautiful, and his tall, statuesque frame made him stand out even more.

Though his disguise was flawless, he still appeared bulkier than the average woman.

His height alone made him more noticeable than many men.

It was really hard not to attract attention.

As soon as he entered the private room Sonny had directed him to, he caught the attention of everyone inside.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a round face, balding hair, and a beer belly.

He was leering at Kyson.

Kyson frowned at once.

He felt that the target looked like a clove of garlic somehow.

Kyson quickly collected his thoughts, lowering his head and speaking in a sweet, shy voice.

“Sorry, I was just using the restroom and must have entered the wrong room.

”