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

Chapter 1184:

A shuddering exhalation escaped his lips while beads of nervous perspiration clung to his forehead like dewdrops.

The margin for disaster had been razor-thin—a single miscalculation would have incinerated his careful planning and left nothing but ashes.

Alex’s thoughts turned venomous as he contemplated Stan’s demise— that bumbling incompetent had finally served a useful purpose by dying.

Alex dragged his sleeve across his damp forehead, and the familiar chill of strategic thinking crystallized once again behind his eyes.

“Killing Stan was not enough,” Alex declared with arctic precision. “Jack remains problematic—he knows too much and poses a continuing threat. Eliminate him with surgical efficiency—no witnesses, no evidence, no errors.”

Alex understood that Jack possessed dangerous knowledge that could destroy everything—should Sadie’s or Noah’s operatives discover what Jack knew, the resulting explosion would consume them all.

understood, sir.” Egan inclined his head with the deference of a seasoned professional. “I’ll handle this matter

pivoted smoothly and departed the room with purposeful, measured strides that spoke

the hospital, yet the fake

had disappeared without leaving behind even the faintest clue—like morning mist evaporating

and smoothly in such a short

had been a carefully planned killing, without the

his hands balled into fists so tight

the sheer nerve to commit murder directly beneath

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being shrieked warnings of an approaching threat. Ice-cold dread crawled up his backbone, racing from his toes all