Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Tension

Just then, the door to the meeting room swung open.

Noah walked in.

He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, accentuating his tall, lean figure and making him appear even more

imposing. His face was expressionless.

Tina’s face drained of color at the sight of him. She hurriedly stood up, stammering, “M–Mr. Wall…”

“Leave,” Noah said in a cold tone, his gaze fixed on Sadie.

Tina quickly exited the room, making sure to close the door behind her.

Now alone with Noah, Sadie felt a chill.

She had anticipated a meeting with someone from the marketing department, not expecting that the CEO of Wall Group

himself would attend.

“For such a minor collaboration, it’s really an honor for you to attend personally, Mr. Wall,” Sadie said, her voice laced with

subtle sarcasm.

Noah’s expression darkened.

He had overheard Sadie’s conversation with Tina just outside the door.

Three years had not changed her; she still maintained that nonchalant, composed demeanor.

This indifference ignited an uncomfortable feeling within him.

“You misunderstood,” Noah replied, his voice steady but firm. “Wall Group handles all partnerships with rigorous scrutiny,

no exceptions.”

“Exceptions?” Sadie felt a sting in her chest.

Yes, exceptions were only meant for Kyla, right?

She took a deep breath to quell the rising emotions within her, then pulled out a chair and sat down. “So, Mr. Wall, what type of design are you envisioning?”

Noah’s gaze was unreadable.

“This project is critical for Wall Group’s future, and it necessitates a deeper collaboration. I want you to start working at Wall Group tomorrow to streamline communication about the project.”

“Working at Wall Group?” Sadie laughed.

He wanted her to work at Wall Group? Was this invitation for convenience in collaboration, for oversight, or perhaps… to

keep her close as a form of control?

She began to gather her belongings, preparing to leave.

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“Have you considered the penalty for breaching the contract?” Noah’s voice remained even, yet carried an authoritative tone.

Sadie’s hand paused in mid–motion, a surge of anger flooding through her.

The penalty!

Given the current financial constraints of her studio, affording any penalties was out of the question.

With reluctance, Sadie turned back around.

“Fine. I agree,” she said through gritted teeth, each word a struggle to get out.

As she turned to leave, Noah spoke up..

“It’s almost lunchtime.”

Expecting him to delve further into project specifics, Sadie was taken aback when he instead mentioned lunch.

She paused, then gave a bitter smile.