Regret Novel 237

“But Tricia isn’t Mrs. Howard,” Natalie sighed, her tone pleading. “I know you resent him, and now, while he’s lying in surgery, the Howard family doesn’t even know he came to Riverspire City looking for you. Whatever’s happened between you, could you go see him–for his grandmother’s sake, if nothing else?”

“Are you finished?” Charlotte took a steady breath, her voice as calm as still water. “Then let me say my piece. First, I’m grateful to his grandmother, and I won’t forget her kindness. But she’s her own person, and Evander is his own man. If I visit him. today because of her, it’ll just open the door for this to happen again and again.”

“You’ll keep using her kindness to manipulate me, but these past six years, I haven’t owed the Howard family a thing. She was good to me, and I appreciate that, but I don’t have to repay her this way.”

“Tell Evander that even if he dies, I won’t go see him. Not even for a second.”

With that, Charlotte hung up.

Listening to the cold dial tone, Natalie turned to look at the man sitting on the bench nearby, his injuries nothing more than a few scrapes.

She’d put the call on speaker, so Evander had heard every word.

Evander closed his eyes, keeping his emotions tightly in check. No one could tell if he was angry or just exhausted.

She wouldn’t even see him if he died?

She really was ruthless.

Natalie tucked her phone away, her face burning with embarrassment. She’d pulled out every ounce of dramatic flair she possessed.

She’d done her best.

to the ER as soon as he’d heard what happened. His rolled–up sleeves revealed a minor scrape, but nothing serious.

calmly rolled his sleeve

out into the street. The driver hit the brakes, and the car slid into the curb. Mr. Howard just

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right, that’s what matters.” He paused thoughtfully, then added, “I have a country house with a lovely view–why not come stay and

shot him a sidelong glance. All this fuss over a couple

simply going along with the suggestion. “Thank you, Chairman Lennox.

need to be so formal,

for the elevator in

the same time, impeccably dressed in a crisp white shirt and tan trousers, his white sneakers

on the black garbage bag in Charlotte’s hand, and

you’d prefer to wait for the next elevator?” She swung the

Judd stepped in

threshold, unsure

up against me,” he said with

could only stare

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