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?

just give up. She had to find a way to see Alex. Just then, her gaze landed on the lounge area situated on one side

herself, Sadie made

window. Settling down, she fixed her

watched Sadie, noting the latter’s obvious anxiety beneath her composed demeanor. She couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic. She had encountered all sorts of people in her line of work, but Sadie was quite rare—clearly a woman of status, yet well-mannered and down-to-earth. After thinking about it for a while, the receptionist picked up the landline phone and

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 area as we speak. It looks like she has something important to discuss with Mr.

“Perhaps you could let Mr. Howe know? I see. I understand. All right, thank you.” The receptionist hung up and sighed

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his 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

mix of emotions crossing his tired face. “What

asking about you,” the assistant replied cautiously. “The receptionist thinks she

and said, “No. I won’t see her.” His voice was low and firm. “Tell her I’m