My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1106

He said no more, omitting names like Morrison or Carrie, shielding Alethea from the deeper currents of the Hinks family’s secrets.

To Jacob, Alethea was a fixture, not a confidante—a choice made years ago when Kelsey, unable to bear children, had pleaded to adopt. He had agreed without fanfare, viewing Alethea as little more than a cherished pet, her role to keep Kelsey content.

But this matter, this situation with Carrie, was a Hinks family issue and posed a clear threat to Alethea’s interests. He didn’t know how Alethea might react if she found out about it. Jacob trusted no one beyond Kelsey, not even the girl they had raised for years.

Alethea sensed the weight of his silence. She gripped Kelsey’s hand, her voice urgent. “We have to save them, Mom. If something happens, how will you cope?”

Kelsey’s eyes glistened, and she squeezed Alethea’s hand, ready to spill more. But Jacob stepped forward, his broad frame subtly blocking their connection. “You are a good girl, Alethea,” he said, his tone clipped. “But we will handle this. Go tend to your own affairs. We are leaving now. Stay here, keep watch. If anyone brings news, you let us know immediately.”

a practiced smile. The Hinks family—employees, stakeholders, everyone—knew the unspoken rule: without Jacob or Kelsey, Alethea was

not worry, Mom, Dad. I will stay put and keep an eye out. No news will slip past

thoughts a storm of resentment. Yet

slipped a modest car key into his subordinate’s hand. “Bring the car around from the garage. We’re leaving right away,” said Jacob, not bothering to

faced Jacob. “What’s the plan here? Do we send our people to track down Carrie, or do

live on

“Jacob, am I really out of options? The Morrison family misled me, and now that we’ve finally proven Carrie is connected to the Hinks family, disaster strikes again. I’ve never pretended to be some saint, but I have tried to help people.

replied Jacob. “Sometimes, the worst loss opens the door to something