My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 255 Albin had barely made it halfway through his walk when a burst of rain poured down unexpectedly.

Without a second thought, he raced toward the closest Norris Group building for cover.

“Albin!” a voice shouted, slicing through the downpour.

He swiveled, scanning for the source.

The voice called out again, more urgent this time.

Locking his eyes on the direction, Albin caught sight of a blue car’s window rolling down, with Camille waving wildly to draw his notice.

With no hesitation, he sprinted toward her, noticing that the passenger seat was already occupied.

Deciding quickly, he swung open the back door and settled into the seat.

Camille, who his cousin always praised as a senior, had been invaluable in helping his cousin find an apartment and navigate the complexities of studying overseas.

His cousin had planned a thank-you dinner for her, dragging Albin along as the financier.

That evening had sparked a friendship between him and Camille, leading to an exchange of WhatsApp contacts.

Camille handed him a clean towel, which he grabbed and used to dry off his rain-soaked hair.

The towel was lightly scented with what he recognized as Camille’s signature perfume.

With a playful smirk, he inquired, “What brings you here? It’s quite the coincidence, seeing as I didn’t drive today.

Mind giving me a ride home?”

“Cut the smile, Albin! My friend’s in trouble—we’re heading to the police station!” Camille replied, her tone shedding its usual levity for a layer of gravity as she filled him in on her friend’s predicament.

With quick precision, she explained the pressing situation involving Elizabeth.

Though Beverly, sitting in the front, didn’t know Albin, she caught the urgency in Camille’s voice and added, “We’ve wasted enough time already! Elizabeth could really be in danger!”

Someone named Elizabeth… Working with Elijah on a film… The pieces fit together so well that it left no room to think it could be someone else with the same name.

“What?” Albin sat still, frozen in place.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to Camille, clinging desperately to a fading glimmer of hope.

you say your friend

the matter?” She pointed toward the

of that ruthless Elijah

your family have a strong connection with the Norris family? Weren’t you

eyes grew even

is married to Elizabeth?” she stammered, disbelief dripping from her

deepened as she eyed

brought you to the Norris Group to seek

her mind racing, “Well, when Elizabeth found herself in trouble back

showed up at

thought

for the right

“Acquaintances.”

to be astonished by the serendipity of their

grave tone, he declared, “This is

to

her eyes

so-called perfect love! He’s just biding his time until Elizabeth is

way! If Elijah truly desired that, he would’ve accepted the divorce papers from Elizabeth without

he

really? And how do you explain Beverly

right! There’s got to be some mistake,” Albin argued,

phone and hurriedly dialed

“Elijah, Elizabeth…”

cold as frost, cut him

did you start

offering a lifeline, “Albin was just bringing up the hot

agreed, “Yes, exactly that! It’s about Elizabeth,

his

she’s so capable, why involve me? Don’t drag

a sharp click, the call

car amplified every word of the conversation, making it impossible

of the disappointing news, fixed Albin with a stern

you going to help me, or should you just

gazed at his phone, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and frustration over Elijah’s apparent disregard for Elizabeth’s

his thoughts, he suggested determinedly, “Let’s head to the police station and file a report