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

Chapter XXX:

Saying nothing, Blaine moved with calm assurance to the seat beside the head of the long conference table.

Without pause, he slung one leg over the edge of the gleaming mahogany surface, a clear show of disdain for formalities or rank.

His gaze cut across the room like a cold wind, and a sly, contemptuous grin crept onto his face. “What happened? You were practically yelling over each other a second ago. Did you forget this is a boardroom, not some noisy street stall? Or do you all think Wall Group’s reputation doesn’t matter anymore?”

The silence that followed was deafening, the once-defiant stakeholders now subdued, exchanging nervous glances but lacking the courage to be the first to answer.

Silence hung heavy in the meeting room, every moment stretching out painfully. From his seat, Jonah—one of the oldest Wall family members—struggled to his feet, his hand trembling as he steadied himself.

me, we didn’t gather here with any ill will. News has spread that Noah is somehow alive and well. Yet not so long ago, Sadie herself broke the news of his passing.

Blaine heard this demand, a chill settled

lowered his foot from the edge of the table with slow, calculated ease and straightened up, his posture tense as he approached Jonah. “Jonah, what exactly are you trying to say here? Surely you’re not suggesting that

old bastard’s mind must really be slipping

last time—no one at the helm, stocks crashing, and chaos closing in from every side—you were the one who gathered a bunch of Wall family members and practically begged Sadie to take control of the

the sting of those words leaving him speechless. His mouth opened as if to argue, but one look from Blaine made every excuse shrivel on

was no denying it—he had

holds stories

Group would have been lost

with Noah alive and present,

his eyes across the assembly of Wall Group’s long-time members, the hint of mockery