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

Chapter 701:

All at once, she was overcome with a sense of urgency. Gritting her teeth behind her stiff smile, she retrieved a stack of cash from her purse and handed it to the driver. “Thank you for today. Take this and treat yourself to a drink.”

The driver drew back in surprise and waved his hands to refuse the money. “I can’t accept this, Ms. Burgess. I was only doing my job.”

But Hailey insisted, going so far as to press the cash into his hands. “Take it. You deserve it. If anything comes up in the future, let me know, all right?”

Her voice was gentle and kind, with only the faintest hint of intention. It was enough for the driver to understand her meaning, though. He nodded gratefully. “Thank you, Ms. Burgess. I’ll be sure to keep you informed.”

Hailey offered a satisfied smile. “Go on, get some rest.” She gave a small wave, casually dismissing the driver.

Relieved, he didn’t hesitate—slipping behind the wheel and pulling away from the villa, tires crunching softly against the gravel.

Hailey stood still, her eyes following the car until it vanished into the horizon. The moment it was gone, her smile fell, like a mask dropping. In its place—ice. Cold. Calculated. Unforgiving. She wouldn’t let Sadie steal what belonged to her. Not now. Not ever.

still. Briley emerged, half-awake, lazily slinging her bag over one shoulder as she prepared

content at

flipping through a stack of glossy photographs. Elegant smiles, poised stances—young women from Jazmah’s most influential families. Each was a potential match for his son, Sutton, in his grand plan to secure the future of

scream tore through the

“Ahhh!”

creased, irritation surfacing. What

the hall, sharp and disapproving. “What now, Briley? Why the hell are you screaming

drained of color, her finger trembling as she pointed toward the

someone—covered in blood—it’s awful! I think it’s

A vagrant? Here?

frown deepened. He made his way to the entrance, his cane tapping steadily across

crumpled and soaked in

“Help… please, help me…”

taking

a vagrant.