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.

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warmth.

Nash didn’t hesitate. “Caroline.”

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

tea splattered across his crisp white shirt, staining

Nash remained composed. It was almost as if he had anticipated such à reaction. Without a word, he lifted a hand and wiped the

seek anyone out. If he wanted to meet someone, a single call would suffice, and they

David had come here

for a moment before his lips curved to a slight smirk. “Tell me, Mr. Ellison,

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mere thought of the bruises on Caroline’s body sent

inflicted them

David’s voice was dangerously low, his tone

Finished

Caroline’s innocence or had forced the Brooks family

He had

he

met his gaze evenly. “I don’t quite understand what you mean, Mr. Ellison. What grave sin have I committed

you think playing dumb will