My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1096:

Meanwhile, Carrie’s maid returned after moving the car. As she approached the restroom, she stopped in her tracks. Carrie was gone. So was the nurse from earlier. Instead, a new nurse stood in front of the door with a sign next to her that read: “Out of Order.” Panic hit instantly. The maid rushed forward.

The nurse stretched out an arm, blocking her path. “Sorry, this restroom’s under repair. You’ll need to use another.”

“There was someone inside just now!” the maid snapped. “What do you mean ‘under repair?’”

She raised her voice, calling, “Ms. Campbell? Ms. Campbell, are you in there?”

The nurse frowned, clearly annoyed. “Everyone’s already left. Who are you looking for?”

The maid quickly pulled out her phone and showed a photo. “This is Ms. Campbell. She’s an actress. You’d recognize her.”

a CT scan.” She pointed off in a vague direction. “Keep going straight, past

and without knowing the layout, it

twice, thanked the nurse, and jogged

watched her disappear down the path and smiled darkly. By the time she figured out the truth, it’d be

it under her arm,

her—the security cameras around here had already been

silk loungewear set. The usual air of refined elegance was gone—replaced by a colder, sharper edge. He radiated a quiet authority that felt more

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of fine dishes. Red wine was breathing in a crystal decanter, the

his side, speaking cautiously. “Mr. Garcia, Lise has taken Ms.

sat up a bit, poured himself a glass of wine, took a slow sip, then

assistant. Even with the woman he

who worked under him, Daxton felt more machine than man—detached, cold, using life and death