He Regretted Kicking Me And Our Babies Away by David Ellison

Chapter 197 Your Time Is Up

David strode into Newton Group’s lobby, his presence commanding and unmistakable. His sharp gaze cut through the air like a blade, and not a single person dared to step in his path.

Without encountering a single obstacle, he made his way directly to Nash’s office.

“Mr. Ellison?”

Nash stood up the moment he saw him, surprise flickering across his face.

“Mr… Mr. Newton,” the secretary stammered behind David, her voice unsteady. “I… I didn’t even have time to inform you… Mr. Ellison, he just… he just walked in…

Nash waved a hand dismissively. “Get back to your work.”

The secretary hesitated for only a second before quickly retreating, making sure to shut the door behind her.

Nash stepped out from behind his desk, his expression calm but inquisitive. “To what do I owe the honor, Mr. Ellison? And would you prefer tea or coffee?”

David stood tall, hands casually tucked into the pockets of his tailored slacks. “Either.”

His face betrayed nothing, his gaze an impenetrable mask.

Nash poured a cup of tea and extended it with both hands. “Mr. Ellison.”

David’s reputation preceded him. Regardless of the circumstances, Nash had no choice but to remain courteous. Though, truth be told, he had no idea what had prompted this unexpected visit.

David, however, made no move to accept the cup.

nudged it slightly forward. “Since you’re already here, you might as well take a sip. In fact, I’ve been meaning to have a conversation with you. No time like the

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any warmth. “What do you want to talk

Nash didn’t hesitate. “Caroline.”

lips, David suddenly reached out, snatched the cup, and without warning, flung the steaming tea into Nash’s

his crisp white shirt,

à reaction. Without a word, he lifted a hand and wiped the tea from his face. “You have quite the

to personally seek anyone out. If he wanted to meet

had come

lips curved to a slight smirk. “Tell me, Mr. Ellison, is this

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Your Time

on Caroline’s body sent a surge

if David hadn’t inflicted them himself, he had allowed

David’s voice was dangerously low, his tone carrying

Finished

Nash had willingly taken Caroline’s innocence or had

fact remained. He had touched

that alone, he deserved

understand what you mean, Mr. Ellison. What grave sin have I

“Do you think playing dumb