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.

did you say your

the imposing Norris

the wife of that ruthless Elijah from the notorious Norris

strong connection with the Norris family?

grew even larger

Elizabeth?” she stammered, disbelief

didn’t know?” Camille’s frown deepened as she eyed

you to the Norris Group to seek

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

also showed up at

thought

paused, searching for the right

“Acquaintances.”

astonished by the

grave tone, he

to track down

eyes

He’s just biding

way! If Elijah truly desired

would he

laughter, “Oh, really? And how do you explain Beverly being ousted? She was

right! There’s got to be

his phone and hurriedly dialed Elijah’s

“Elijah, Elizabeth…”

as

when did you start meddling in

Sandra chimed in, seemingly offering a lifeline, “Albin was

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

his tone laced with

she’s so capable, why involve me? Don’t drag her issues to my

sharp click, the

amplified every word of the conversation, making

and expectant of the disappointing news, fixed Albin

to help me, or should you just leave my

his phone, his

head to the police