My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 743:

Kristopher, still seated in the car, rolled down the window. His cold, commanding voice cut through the air.

“I’ll buy it.” He pulled a black card from his pocket and tossed it onto the ground at the driver’s feet. Without waiting for a response, he stepped on the gas and zoomed off in the direction of the track.

The driver froze, his eyes widening as he recognized the card. Bending down, he picked it up and examined it.

“A black card?” he stammered, his voice trembling slightly.

He had seen this card before—it was the kind Dariel Alvarez carried, the kind reserved for the wealthiest elites. No password, no limits, and an account balance that could easily exceed tens of millions.

“You recognize it, don’t you? Well, it’s yours now.

The money on that card is more than enough to buy several cars,” Oliver told the driver with a curt nod.

his heel and began

on her phone, her blood boiling. Omar had

off the table,

drumming against the armrest. Her gaze was sharp and

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instead, we’ve helped him climb higher. He’s thriving because of us! That useless nobody is living a better life

out a bitter sigh,

Omar, Kristopher would’ve. It’s not our failure; it’s just Omar’s damn

in exasperation,

He’s a

kind of person who brings nothing but misery to his parents. What’s so special about

expression shifted as

him. You need to worry about yourself. You offended Carrie,

her confidence faltering despite the