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

Chapter XXX:

Both hands curled into fists, knuckles pale and tendons straining beneath the skin.

How could those people be so vicious—so completely without conscience?

A sudden, shrill ring sliced through the heavy silence.

Samuel’s name lit up on Blaine’s phone.

Forcing the grief into a box, Blaine picked up the call, his voice raw. “What now?”

“Mr. Castro!” Samuel’s voice cracked with tension. “Bad news. The boardroom is in chaos. Word got out that Mr. Wall is still alive. All the shareholders are demanding answers—they’re all in there now!”

Blaine’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening with restrained fury.

watching. Always stirring up trouble the moment things

choose today of all days

my way,” he said, and ended the call. His gaze shifted to the bodyguard beside him. Voice low and clipped,

bodyguard’s eyes were bloodshot, and he nodded

didn’t linger. He turned and strode off with

later, he pulled up outside Wall Group’s towering headquarters. Samuel had been standing by the entrance, and the moment Blaine stepped out

pavement, Blaine wasted no time.

weight of everything happening. “It’s a mess in the conference room! The shareholders are furious, demanding Ms. Hudson give an explanation. Some of them even said she should step down. And they’re insisting on seeing Mr. Wall to confirm how he’s doing. Even the old Wall family elders, the ones who seldom show their faces, have turned up—and every single one of them looks

smirk tugged at Blaine’s

nothing ever concerned them, were suddenly the first

he marched into the elevator, his face unreadable, and rode it

fiction

moment later, the heavy conference room door flew open with a thunderous kick that echoed down the hall.