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

Chapter 1311:

No trace of humor touched Noah’s reply. His voice was low and taut with worry. “Sadie’s missing. A waiter said she went toward the lounge area, but I can’t find her.”

Blaine’s usual lightheartedness vanished in an instant as he realized the gravity of the situation.

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Blaine nodded briskly. “Stay calm. I’ll get someone to pull the surveillance footage right away.” He wasted no time and moved swiftly to set things in motion. Noah remained frozen, anxiety twisting inside him as he waited for any word.

Within minutes, Blaine’s call came through, his voice heavy with concern. “Noah, you need to prepare yourself. Surveillance caught Sadie leaving with a masked stranger. He’s tall, intimidating, and they drove off in a black car with no plates, heading out of the city.” A masked stranger? That detail landed like a blow.

A deep frown cut across Noah’s face as icy dread crept up his spine. Every dark suspicion he’d harbored now seemed real, and the worstcase scenario stared him in the face. Thoughts raced, each more distressing than the last.

His phone buzzed just then, snapping him from his spiraling thoughts. On the screen was a text from an unknown sender:

from the Wolfpack is back in town. I

a gleaming silver tiger mask dominated the frame, striding with powerful, purposeful steps. Even as only a silhouette and partial profile

compared the masked figure in the photo with Blaine’s description from the surveillance. Every detail matched: the imposing build, the height, and that unmistakable mask. The man who had taken Sadie was

the Wolfpack, a brutal syndicate notorious for its violence

Noah, hot and

his knuckles whitening, veins

l s . com hosts

one touched Sadie

be no mercy—not

body trembled

How dare they?

audacity of it left