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

Chapter 956:

His mind frantically cataloged every questionable deed that might have provoked retribution. Nothing particularly damning surfaced in his memory. At worst, he’d pursued a few women and left some broken hearts in his wake.

The doors of the black cars swung open in eerie unison. Several imposing figures in immaculate black suits and opaque sunglasses emerged—textbook security professionals straight from central casting. One of them approached Blaine’s window and rapped his knuckles against the glass—authoritative yet restrained.

“Mr. Castro,” he said with mechanical precision, his voice devoid of emotion, “Our employer requests your immediate presence for a conversation.”

Blaine blinked rapidly, bewilderment clouding his features. What on earth was unfolding here?

The odds were stacked heavily against him. Resistance seemed pointless and potentially dangerous. He might as well cooperate and discover the purpose behind this elaborate interception.

the knot of apprehension in his throat, Blaine pushed open the door

materialized at his sides, escorting him toward the central vehicle—a gleaming, midnight-black luxury sedan that screamed power

him with ominous finality. Inside, shadows dominated the dimly lit interior, and the

throat deliberately, attempting to pierce the suffocating silence. “So, who exactly is your boss? If someone orchestrated this elaborate production just

inquiry. Neither the driver, the guard in the passenger seat, nor those flanking

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prolonged silence making him

Blaine forced a smirk and settled back against the supple

commanded such resources was undoubtedly swimming in

glided to a halt outside the imposing facade