Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260 What Did You Just Say

“Justifiable cause?” Kyla echoed, her voice as cold as a razor’s edge. She let out a humorless chuckle, as if someone had

just told the most absurd joke.

Then, fixing her gaze on Vivi, she said, “Have you already forgotten what happened at the Starlight Gala? Eva–oh, that meddling busybody—shamed me in front of everyone, all to defend Sadie. I’ve been stewing over that humiliation ever since. And Sadie…” Kyla scoffed. “She acts like she’s the world’s greatest prodigy, forever upstaging you and sabotaging your career. Is that really something you’re willing to put up with?”

A flicker of anger crossed Vivi’s face.

Her expression hardened, and for a moment, she said nothing at all.

“I’m open to working together, Miss Wade,” Vivi said at last, her voice steady, her gaze sharp and unwavering. “But I need

proof of your sincerity.”

Kyla lifted her wine glass with practiced grace, taking a slow sip. The deep red liquid left a seductive stain on her lips as she set the glass down, her fingers trailing over the stem. A flicker of something dangerous–amusement, perhaps danced

in her eyes.

“And what, exactly, would sincerity look like to you?” she asked, her tone velvety smooth.

“I’m not interested in pretty words,” Vivi said bluntly. “I need something real. Something that proves you’re serious.”

Kyla arched a perfectly shaped brow, intrigue sparking in her expression. “Oh? And what might that be?”

“The Wall family’s resources.” Vivi didn’t hesitate. She leaned forward slightly, her intent crystal clear. “I intend to win the International Jewelry Design Competition. For that, I need funding, influence, and the right connections. The Wall family

has all of that—and more.”

Kyla chuckled, a rich, knowing sound, as if Vivi had just revealed a particularly entertaining secret. “Ambitious, aren’t you, Miss Quinn?” She tilted her head, regarding Vivi like a predator sizing up its prey. “But tell me… why should I believe you’re capable of bringing Sadie down?”

Vivi’s lips curled into a slow, confident smile. “Sadie’s designs may be distinct, but flawless? Hardly.” Vivi’s voice dripped with contempt. “I’ll have whispers of plagiarism circulating before she even realizes what’s happening. Other designers. will turn against her, brands will distance themselves, and her credibility will crumble.”

She paused, letting the venom settle in the air. “I won’t just tarnish her reputation–I’ll erase her from the industry entirely.”

A flicker of approval lit up Kyla’s eyes. She leaned back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

“Good. I like your audacity,” she said, as if sealing an unspoken pact. “I’ll give you what you want. Once I marry Noah, the Wall family’s resources are yours to command.”

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Chapter 260 What Did You Just Say

Vivi arched a skeptical brow. “Marry Noah?” Her tone was laced with doubt. “Miss Wade, do you really think you can pull

that off?”

“Of course!” Kyla smirked, the picture of unwavering confidence. “Noah has always wanted me. Sadie is nothing more than a temporary distraction. The moment she’s out of the picture, he’ll come back to where he belongs.”

Vivi didn’t question her further.

Whether Kyla succeeded or not was of little concern. What mattered was securing her own victory.

“In that case, we have a deal.“ Vivi lifted her glass, her expression unwavering. “Here’s to a successful partnership.”

Kyla met her gaze, raising her own glass in turn. The crystal clinked between them, the sound crisp, almost celebratory.

“To a successful partnership!” Kyla echoed, a triumphant glint in her eyes.

With the pact sealed, the two women wasted no time in plotting, dissecting every angle of their scheme. They mapped out each move with surgical precision–from how the rumors would be planted to the designers they would enlist in their quiet campaign to dismantle Sadie.

“I’ll start by dropping subtle hints, just enough to stir curiosity and gauge others‘ reaction,” Vivi said, tapping her manicured fingers against the rim of her glass. “Once the whispers gain traction, I’ll reach out to designers who’ve had grievances with Sadie–stoke the fire, push them toward a boycott.”

Kyla nodded in approval. “Smart. We’ll move forward with that.” She swirled her wine, watching the deep red liquid coat

the sides of the glass. “I’ll have my people monitor the online chatter. The moment the tide shifts in our favor, we strike

the next blow.”

Vivi’s lips curled in satisfaction.

To them, Sadie was nothing more than an obstacle–a name that would soon be erased from the industry’s memory.

Kyla sat by the floor–to–ceiling window, her silhouette bathed in the light. She took a slow sip of wine, her smile smug.

confident.

Everything was unfolding exactly as she had envisioned.

It was only a matter of time before Sadie was reduced to nothing but a cautionary tale.

A few days later, Kyla sat on the edge of her seat, her manicured fingers tapping impatiently against her phone screen as

she refreshed the news feed. Any moment now, she expected to see scathing headlines about Sadie, the rumors she and

Vivi had so carefully planted taking root and spreading like wildfire.

But the screen remained stubbornly quiet. Her brow furrowed as she scrolled–nothing. No whispers of scandal, not even a hint of controversy. It was as if the rumors had evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace behind.

Her stomach twisted with unease.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

By now, Sadie should have been drowning in condemnation, her career teetering on the edge of ruin.

The sharp click of heels against the floor yanked her from her thoughts. Her assistant burst into the room, flustered and breathless. “Miss Wade, something’s wrong!”