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?”

was on staff the day Sutton died. I want

Castro, but you understand how the service industry goes. There’s

too coincidental. He leaned in and asked, “What about their files? You keep staff

He threw up his hands and shook his head, his voice trembling. “It’s not that simple, sir. With this drought, the archives room caught fire. Most of the paperwork was

was lying. 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

“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

ordeal was over, nearly collapsed with relief. His shoulders

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