Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 458

Chapter 458:

Nanette’s gaze locked onto the check, longing and desperation reflected in her eyes. To her, fifty thousand was an enormous sum. With that money, her mother’s medical expenses would be covered—no more humiliating pleas, no more borrowing from others. Yet, she knew generosity rarely came without conditions.

If Kyla was offering this, there had to be a catch.

“Miss Wade… what exactly do you want?” she asked warily, forcing down the flicker of hope in her chest.

Kyla stepped out of her car, pressed the check into Nanette’s trembling fingers, and leaned in, her voice a soft murmur in Nanette’s ear. “It’s simple. I need you to do something for me.”

Her voice was low, almost hypnotic.

“What is it?” Nanette’s pulse quickened, an uneasy feeling creeping over her.

“I want you…” Kyla deliberately paused, then enunciated each syllable with chilling precision. “To hand over Sadie’s design draft.”

She instinctively stepped back, the check fluttering to the

Nanette cried, her voice laced with fear as

would. How could she possibly betray that trust? Besides, taking the draft without permission wasn’t just immoral—it was a crime. If she got

and calculating. “You might want to reconsider. Your mother is still in the hospital, isn’t she?

her heart caught in a merciless tug-of-war. On one side stood Sadie—the person who had given her a chance and placed faith in her. On the other was

deeper Nanette’s distress, the

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black. However, Sadie’s studio was as bright as day. She rubbed her sore temples and shifted her

murmured, a smile curving her lips. With Carol looking after Averi, she

“Who could it be?” Sadie frowned, assuming it was her delivery, and rose to open

please,” she called,

delivery guy at the doorway; it was Nanette, who had unexpectedly returned. Nanette stood there, her head lowered, her body trembling. Her face was pale, her eyes red and swollen as if she had been crying. She looked distressed, a stark

froze, having never seen Nanette like this. A sense of foreboding filled her, and