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

Chapter 687:

The assistant trembled, afraid to meet Coyle’s seething glare.

“I-I’ll contact him right away.”

Coyle’s eyes narrowed like blades.

Incompetent fool! He couldn’t even handle a simple task!

The assistant’s shaky fingers dialed Sutton’s number.

The line rang endlessly until a groggy, annoyed voice finally answered.

“Who’s this? What’s the reason for waking me? It’s too early,” Sutton grumbled, half-asleep.

The assistant broke into a cold sweat at Sutton’s sluggish tone.

“Mr. Wall, where are you? Your father demands your presence immediately.”

Silence lingered for a moment before Sutton sighed in irritation.

for me? Seriously? Doesn’t

furious. Please return at

Sutton snapped,

????

ending the call

was… sleeping. I told him to

darkened, his fury reaching a boiling

They were about to lose the chance to take over the company, and this fool had the

as he clenched the cane. If

Sutton rubbed his aching head, the

he shifted to lie back down, a realization

open in horror. Today was the

cursed under

feet, scrambled into his car, and sped toward the

his office, Sutton spotted his father sitting like a

stomach twisted in

not daring to meet his father’s

“Dad, I…”

stack of papers flew at him, striking him squarely in the face and scattering across the

knelt to