Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 533

Devin spotted someone heading his way, face covered and sunglasses hiding their eyes. Where the hell were his men?

He turned, scanning the chaos around him. The Sullivan family's bodyguards and his own people were in a full-blown brawl. Gunfire echoed. Both sides were locked in, neither giving an inch.

At first, Devin was furious. But as he watched, shock crept in. How did those Sullivan bodyguards get their hands on weapons? Hadn’t everything been confiscated already? He was supposed to have the upper hand. He had more people, more power.

But those bodyguards, the same ones who hadn’t even flinched when Connor’s grave was dug up and desecrated, were now fighting like they were born for it. Each one moved with the precision of a trained soldier, taking on five of Devin’s men without falling behind.

Devin could only stare in disbelief.

Suddenly, he realized Libby had gotten back up. She grabbed a gun off the ground, anger blazing in her eyes as she aimed at Devin, ready to end it.

A hand clamped down on her arm, stopping her.

“Libby. Stop.”

The voice was steady. Conrad pulled off his mask, then took off his sunglasses. His dark eyes locked onto Libby, and for the first time since the chaos began, she started to calm down.

The second his face appeared, the whole crowd sucked in a breath. Every eye flicked from the torn-up grave to the man standing in front of them. The man who was supposed to be dead.

How was this possible? Was he a ghost? In broad daylight?

The shock rippled through everyone. No one could wrap their head around it.

Giana rubbed her eyes over and over. “M-Mr. Sullivan? You’re alive?”

Another Sullivan relative shouted, “It’s Conrad! Oh my god, what’s happening? He’s not dead! Conrad’s alive!”

The people with Wiona were just as overwhelmed. “Was this Mr. Sullivan’s plan all along? What is going on? Are we actually safe now?”

After giving Wiona a small nod, Conrad turned to Devin. He didn’t waste a single word. He just grabbed Devin off the ground.

“I know you’re still alive, Uncle. Surprised to see me?”

Conrad yanked open Devin’s jacket, revealing a bulletproof vest underneath. He’d known Devin wouldn’t go down so easily. There was no need to rush. They could take their time with this.

Devin’s shock was real, more intense than when he saw Libby alive. His eyes burned with anger, humiliation, and the sting of being played. But under all that, he was excited. Facing Conrad was hundreds of times more thrilling than going up against Libby.

His feelings tangled together, a mess of rage and adrenaline. He was lit up inside, but also frozen by the realization that his own nephew had outsmarted him so completely.

“Yes, I’m surprised. Extremely surprised. Conrad, you really are a Sullivan. You are my own nephew. You’ve got the same wildness in your blood as me, and honestly, that makes me proud. Even if you set me up. Even if I want to skin you alive, break your bones, and drink your blood. I’m still glad the Sullivan family has someone as clever as you. Hahaha. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Conrad, you’re the only one worthy of being my rival.”

Conrad’s face showed nothing but disgust for the twisted compliment.