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.

open the door and climbed out. “Alright then. Lead the way,” he said with

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

shadows dominated the dimly lit interior, and the atmosphere

is your boss? If someone orchestrated this elaborate production just to meet me, I believe I’ve earned the courtesy of

his inquiry. Neither the driver, the guard in the passenger seat, nor those flanking him acknowledged his question. They remained forward-facing and motionless, resembling carved sentinels

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Blaine’s skin, the prolonged silence making him

forced a smirk and settled back against the supple leather, surveying the opulent interior with

such resources was undoubtedly swimming in wealth or wielding

silence later, the motorcade glided to a halt outside the imposing facade of Autumn Garden