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?"

gossip and got back to business. "It's not so easy to find out about Yasmin. It's said that only her agent, Joanne, knows everything about her."

Alana nodded. "Yes."

the ash off his

Alana hesitated for a moment, then laughed in frustration. "You

talk about. Isn't that your

remember

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

for a moment, then cautiously asked, "How's your emotional control lately? What did the doctor

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psychologist was a friend of his, so Alana didn't know him too

Frank extinguished his cigarette. "Most of the time, it's

as Charlotte didn't provoke him and was as obedient as last

well.

asked, "So, did you and

"Not really."

kissed him actively.

when Charlotte lay in his arms, softly clinging to his neck and kissing him. Her long hair flowing down, starkly

breathing

enough to ignite all

in the end, he let her

regret it if she woke

be willing, both mentally

last night to ask

anything else. All his attention was focused on controlling his desires, nearly

"What do you mean?"

to hear that

lazily in his wheelchair,