Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 428 Chapter 428

On the other end of the line, Alana felt something was off.

She cocked her brows and said, "What do you mean? Did someone else wear that bathrobe? Frank, confess honestly, and you'll get leniency. Resist, and...

Frank remained unconcerned, barely lifting an eyelid. "What are you going to do if I resist?"

Alana smirked. "I'll return to the country immediately and take my son away."

Frank didn't expect Alana to be so "ruthless".

Frank set aside his work, bit down on a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag. "Last night, it was Charlotte who

came."

Alana was shocked. "You're progressing so quickly?"

A bathrobe was involved!

"Bullshit." Frank cursed with a laugh and got back to the point. "She was drugged. Most likely, it was Yasmin's daughter who did it."

As soon as Charlotte returned last night, he had someone check the guest list from the party. The entire guest list was full of people from the entertainment industry, and the only person Charlotte knew was Yasmin. Yasmin's care for Charlotte didn't seem fake. The only possible culprit left was Christine.

"Yasmin's daughter?" Alana was puzzled. "Does she have a grudge with Charlotte?"

"Two years ago, the fake replacement for Lily was her."

"What?" Alana was increasingly astonished. "Isn't she Yasmin's daughter? Why would she be involved in

impersonation...

"Aren't I asking you to find out?"

so easy to find out about Yasmin. It's said that only her agent, Joanne, knows everything about her." "Joanne?" Frank furrowed his brow. "Her

Alana nodded. "Yes."

the ash off his cigarette.

want me to do?" Alana hesitated for a moment, then laughed in

topics to talk about. Isn't that

I'll do it. But remember to keep a

unusually generous, said, "I'll cover your travel expenses

for a moment, then cautiously asked, "How's your emotional control

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Chapter 428

of his, so Alana didn't know him

his cigarette. "Most of

didn't provoke him and was as obedient as

well.

asked, "So, did you and Charlotte make

"Not really."

him

squinted his eyes, recalling the moment last night when Charlotte lay in his arms, softly clinging to his neck and kissing him. Her long

was breathing in

glance was enough to ignite all his

in the end, he

regret it if she woke

wanted her to be willing, both

"Did you take the opportunity last night to ask her what

his attention was focused on controlling his desires, nearly suffocating himself. Alana thought for

"What do you mean?"

that she's been doing well or

this question, Frank, leaning lazily in his wheelchair, stiffened slightly, his