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

Chapter 496

Chapter 496:

The receptionist gave her a polite smile. “I’m sorry, Miss Hudson, but Mr. Howe is not seeing anyone today.”

“What?” Sadie frowned and pressed, “Why not? Did something happen to him?”

The receptionist’s pleasant expression turned stiff. She hesitated for a brief moment, only to shake her head in the end. “I’m really sorry, Miss Hudson, but I’m afraid I can’t help you. I am simply following Mr. Howe’s instructions.”

Unwilling to give up, Sadie asked, “Do you know where he is? Or perhaps, can you help me contact his assistant instead?”

The receptionist pressed her lips into a thin, hard line and shook her head again. “Apologies, Miss Hudson. There is nothing I can do. We are not in a position to make queries on Mr. Howe’s whereabouts. His assistant isn’t here, either.”

Sadie’s heart sank. Alex wasn’t seeing anyone, and even his assistant was absent. This only confirmed her suspicions—something had happened to Alex. But she couldn’t even talk to him; what could she do to help?

to see Alex. Just then, her gaze landed on the lounge area situated on one side of the lobby. It was littered with

Sadie made

lounge area and chose a seat by the window. Settling down, she fixed her eyes on the elevator banks. Alex couldn’t

a bit sympathetic. She had encountered all sorts of people in her line of work, but Sadie was quite rare—clearly a woman of

…Yes, it’s from the reception on the first floor. There’s a Miss Hudson in the lobby, claiming that she has an appointment with Mr. Howe… Yes, Sadie Hudson. She seems very anxious and keeps asking about Mr. Howe’s situation… Oh. Well, I did as instructed and told her that Mr. Howe isn’t seeing anyone today, but she refused to leave. She is waiting in the lounge

Howe know? I see. I understand. All right, thank you.” The receptionist hung up and sighed to herself. At the end of the day, she was just an

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huge desk, his brows furrowed while his fingers drummed a staccato beat on his desk. Alex had just finished a rather intense meeting over the phone, where he had to go over crisis management strategies with several company executives. He had barely ended the call when his

crossing his tired face. “What is she doing

worried and kept asking about you,” the assistant replied cautiously. “The receptionist thinks she has something urgent to discuss

After a long while, he heaved a sigh and said, “No. I won’t see her.” His voice was low and firm. “Tell