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

Chapter 1305:

Beal dropped his gaze and replied with quiet respect, “Understood, Mr. Perry.”

No question remained about Humphrey’s intentions.

Eastwood Manor buzzed with quiet activity as Blaine pulled up in his striking sports car. His trademark grin was warm and easy, though a glimmer of calculation hid in his eyes. Without hesitation, he crossed the driveway and walked into the lobby, each step brisk and sure.

“I need to speak with your manager,” he said softly, though no one could miss the command in his voice.

A roundbellied man in a crisp suit hurried over, wiping sweat from his brow. “Mr. Castro, it’s an honor to have you with us. How can I assist you today?”

glance. “Gather everyone who was on staff the day Sutton died. I want to speak

wavered. He looked away, suddenly nervous. A shadow passed over his features as he realized the bind he was in. “I’m very sorry, Mr. Castro, but you understand how the service industry goes. There’s a constant flow of

was impossible to hide. Dismissed a month ago? That timing was far too coincidental. He leaned in and asked, “What about their files? You

voice trembling. “It’s not that simple, sir. With this drought, the

Watching Blaine’s steady silence, the manager’s anxiety grew. Sweat tracked down his cheeks, and a cold fear twisted in his gut. He understood that Blaine wasn’t a man to toy with. While the manager struggled

“Never mind. If they’re truly gone, I won’t cause you any trouble. I’ll just head to the police station and get the records

Blaine pivoted, appearing ready to walk away. The manager, believing the ordeal was over, nearly collapsed with relief. His shoulders slumped and he finally breathed

stop midstep—so sudden it was almost comical—then whipped around without hesitation. Not much escaped Blaine’s sharp gaze, and he saw the flicker of relief on the manager’s