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

Chapter 487

Chapter 487:

“Good morning, Mr. Wall. What do you need?” Breck entered swiftly, standing attentively by the bed.

Noah, buttoning his shirt, asked icily, “Who brought me home last night?”

“It was… Miss Quinn,” Breck hesitated before responding honestly.

Noah paused, his expression growing colder. “Did she say anything?”

“Miss Quinn mentioned you had consumed too much alcohol and instructed me to take good care of you,” Breck replied, eyes downcast, avoiding Noah’s gaze.

“Consumed too much alcohol?” Noah scoffed, his voice laden with sarcasm. “Send a warning to the Quinn family. Let them know not to underestimate us.”

“Yes, Mr. Wall.” Breck nodded and promptly exited.

Noah finished dressing and approached the window. The sunlight was bright outside, yet his eyes were shadowed with dark thoughts.

A few days later.

staring blankly at the design draft on her computer screen, unable to concentrate. She had been keeping her distance from Noah, whether intentionally or subconsciously. Facing him

Wall Group’s CEO

in, please,” Noah’s voice was weary as

holding a

Wall, I’ve brought the information you requested,” Samuel said, handing over the

brow furrowing as he read. “It’s the project between Wall Group and Howe Group. Is there an issue?” Noah asked, his voice calm,

goods from the Howe Group was found substandard

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an eyebrow. “What does the Howe Group have to say

set them up,” Samuel replied,

them up like this?” Noah scoffed coldly. He placed the file down and

our partner, perhaps it’s wiser to resolve this quietly rather

tone became even colder. “Samuel, have

Wall, I…” Samuel began, but Noah interrupted him. His voice was firm, leaving no room for debate. “This issue will

Wall,” Samuel lowered his head, not

return home until