Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 12

Charlotte was still reeling when, out of the blue, Evander texted her: *I can get you a lawyer–but it depends on how you behave.*

She stared at the message, stunned.

Behave?

What was she supposed to do–make way for Tricia and her son without protest?

Charlotte gazed at the words on her screen for a long time before finally typing a single word: *okay*.

Meanwhile, after receiving Charlotte’s reply, Evander turned to Natalie and instructed her to look into why Hiram had been detained.

Natalie nodded and left, and not long after, Mrs. Howard–Miranda Sutherland–stormed in, swinging her designer handbag like a weapon. “Evander, don’t tell me you have a secret child!”

He loosened his tie, looking perfectly unbothered. “A secret child? What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me!” Miranda slapped a photo onto his desk. In it, Evander and Tricia were pictured picking up Hans from kindergarten.

Evander’s expression darkened.

have an illegitimate son. Even Mrs. Whitmore’s grandson is telling people that

“This is an

Now that rumors

pen and began signing documents, only half–listening. “He’s not my

sure?” Miranda eyed him

glanced up.

her own son. He’d been forced into marrying Charlotte; if he truly had a child with another woman, he’d

love Charlotte. Why not just get a divorce? I

play orchestrated by Rosemary. As a daughter–in–law, her hands were tied. She’d turned a blind eye, expecting her son to eventually agree to a divorce

flicker of impatience in his eyes.

stared at him, taken

want to interfere!” she shot back, rapping her knuckles on the desk. “But

while. When he

boil. “Fine! I’m done with this.

as Miranda left, Evander picked up his phone and scrolled through Twitter,

dialed a number. “Tell the PR team to get this off the

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