Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 622

Lightning rods.

With the rain pouring down and the trees soaked through, it felt like a setup for something deadly. Even Wiona was startled by Conrad’s approach. This was real. If something went wrong, someone could actually die.

Still, Wiona trusted him. She’d seen enough to know Conrad always acted with his own code, never crossing the line. So she just stayed close, quietly taking it all in.

Conrad turned, gently pulling Wiona’s shawl tighter around her shoulders.

“Are you cold?” he asked.

Wiona smiled, shaking her head. “I’m fine.”

While the two of them were wrapped up in their own little world, the four men tied to the trees were losing their minds. The moment they saw the lightning rods being set up, panic took over.

“What are you doing?”

“They’re going to call down lightning. They’re going to kill us!”

“No, please, don’t, don’t do this…”

“This isn’t a joke. This is murder. You’re going to get us killed!”

“You’re murderers! Get that thing away from us! Please, take it away!”

“Let us go, please. We don’t deserve to die for this, right?”

“We know we messed up. We’ll never do it again, we swear…”

Conrad ignored every desperate cry. He just nodded at his men, signaling them to clear the area. Human life… that was never a game to him.

The sky pressed lower, clouds piled up so thick it felt like you could reach up and touch them. Thunder rumbled somewhere deep inside those clouds, a low warning that seemed to hang right above their heads.

It felt like a blade suspended overhead, ready to drop at any moment. Or maybe a monster, crouching in the clouds, waiting to pounce and swallow them whole.

The four men looked around wildly. All the Sullivan family bodyguards had pulled back under the roof, out of the storm. In the pouring rain, only the four of them were left, tied to the trees like prisoners waiting for the executioner.

They knew the end was coming, but not when, not how.

A flash of lightning ripped across the sky, lighting up the world for a split second.

All four of them flinched at once.

They could see the long, dark shapes of the Sullivan men standing under the house’s eaves. Their faces were hidden, but it was obvious. These people were waiting, watching, eager to see what would happen next.

Finally, one of the men broke.

He couldn’t hide it. In the pouring rain, he wet himself. His voice shook, half sobbing. “I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die…”

“My grandma’s waiting for me at home…”

“She’s waiting for me to come back…”

The others looked just as pale. “You think we want to die?”

“We all know what happens if we talk!”

He didn’t even finish before thunder crashed overhead. Lightning slammed into the rod in the garden with a sharp, electric crack.

Sparks raced down the rain-soaked ground. All four men screamed, thinking this was the end.

But the electricity never touched them.

Half-dead from terror, they waited, not knowing if the next bolt would hit the tree right where they were tied. Even Darrien went silent, too scared to say another word.

When the charge on the ground faded, Tim and Jim—both wearing insulated gear—walked out into the garden and dragged the four men back.

That’s when the men noticed the insulated barriers set up around the edge of the lawn. The lightning never could have reached them.

They’d never been in real danger. It was all a scare tactic.

But it worked. Their courage had shattered.

“Next time, you won’t be so lucky,” Tim said with a cold grin, tossing them back into the storm.

The lightning rods were taken down.

Now, the four of them were the tallest things left in the garden.

That was enough to break them for good.

The youngest dropped to his knees, sobbing. “It was… it was the Tucker family from Easton Heights. The old lady gave the order herself. She wanted us to teach the Sullivans a lesson. She said you were meddling in their business, that she wanted to force you to hand over the Tucker bloodline.”

“If you didn’t, she said she’d just keep coming after the Sullivans. She’d never stop.”