Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116 Who Is It

Alex felt a sudden tightness in his chest, a sense of foreboding washing over him. “Why are you here? And why have you

drunk so much?”

Noah gave a self–deprecating laugh. “What, am I not welcome?”

“It’s not that,” Alex replied, sitting down across from him and picking up the bottle from the coffee table to pour himself a

drink. “I’m just surprised you found time to visit today.”

“It’s been three years, Alex. You’ve been hard to see,” Noah said, his gaze piercing as he watched Alex. “What have you

been so busy with abroad? So secretive.”

Alex took a sip of his drink, keeping his tone casual. “Just the usual business.”

“Business?” Noah scoffed. “What kind of business has you jetting off to different countries all the time?”

Alex’s eyes flickered momentarily but he quickly regained his composure. “You know how it is–expanding globally is part

of the process.”

After a pause, Noah’s gaze turned icy. “Alex, be straight with me. Is Sadie hidden abroad by you?”

Alex’s heart skipped a beat, but he maintained his composure. “What are you talking about? Sadie left long ago, and I have

no idea where she is.”

Noah scrutinized his face, searching for any sign of deceit. “Really? Your recent travels seem highly suspicious.”

Alex shifted his gaze away and changed the subject. “When are you planning to marry Kyla?”

Noah’s expression darkened, and he fell silent as if lost in thought..

Seeing this, Alex fell silent as well, and the two of them sat there, each holding their drink, enveloped in a heavy silence.

Suddenly, a phone rang, shattering the stillness. Noah glanced at it, noticing the caller ID read “S.” He moved to answer it.

But Alex was quicker. He snatched the phone and stepped outside. “I’ll take this call.”

Outside, Alex answered and said, “Hello, Sadie.”

“Alex, I… I want to start my own brand and was hoping you could introduce me to some professionals in this industry. Is

that okay?” Sadie’s voice was tentative.

“Of course, no problem at all,” Alex responded promptly. “I’m free tomorrow. We can discuss it then.”

“Thank you, Alex.”

After ending the call, Alex walked back into the living room to find Noah staring at him with a cold expression.

“Who was that on the phone?” Noah asked, his voice icy.

“Just my secretary,” Alex replied.

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“Secretary? A secretary calling at this hour? Alex, do you think I’m a fool?” Noah’s tone was sharp with sarcasm as he reached out, trying to grab Alex’s phone.

Alex sidestepped, holding the phone away from him. “You’re drunk. Stop making a scene.”

“I’m not drunk!” Noah insisted, grabbing Alex’s arm with surprising strength. “Give me the phone!”

“Let go!” Alex snapped, pulling his arm free. “Noah, enough! Stop this drunken spectacle!”

He turned to the butler and said, “Please take Mr. Wall home. He shouldn’t be causing a scene here.”

The butler hesitated, glancing between the two men, then stepped forward to assist Noah. “Mr. Wall, perhaps it’s best if you

head home to rest.”

Noah resisted, his gaze locked on Alex’s phone, but the butler eventually led him out.

Watching them leave, Alex exhaled deeply, quickly opened his phone, and changed Sadie’s contact name to “Allen,” vowing

to be more discreet in the future.

Noah woke the next day with a splitting headache, the previous night’s events vivid in his mind. He summoned his assistant, Samuel. “Investigate everything about Alex, especially his travels over the last three years. I want details. And

keep an eye on him. Report back anything unusual immediately.”

Samuel nodded and left to execute the orders.

The same day, Alex met Sadie at her grandma’s apartment as promised.

“Thank you, Alex.” Sadie expressed her gratitude warmly.

“It’s the least I could do,” Alex replied with a smile. “Let’s not keep the professionals waiting.”

They had dinner at an upscale private club, where, thanks to Alex’s connections, the professionals in design industry were particularly welcoming to Sadie, praising her portfolio and offering valuable advice.

After dinner, Sadie thanked Alex again. “Alex, I really can’t thank you enough. Meeting these people wouldn’t have been

possible without your help.”

“It was the least I could do,” Alex said with a faint smile. “By the way, have you thought about the studio? If you need, I can

help you find a suitable place to rent.”