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.

In fact, I’ve been meaning to

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any warmth. “What do

Nash didn’t hesitate. “Caroline.”

snatched the cup, and without warning, flung the steaming tea

splattered across his crisp

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

he wanted to meet someone,

meant David had come here for a

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

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thought of the bruises on Caroline’s body sent a surge of

if David hadn’t inflicted them himself, he had

David’s voice was dangerously low, his tone

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matter whether Nash had willingly taken Caroline’s innocence or had forced the Brooks family into selling

He had touched

alone, he

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

eyes narrowed. “Do you think playing dumb will