Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387 Betrayal

“Have you thought this through?” Terrance’s voice was rough and he was weighed down by exhaustion.

Alex stood firm before the desk, his gaze steady,

“Wavering. “I have.” His words were quiet, yet resolute.

Terrance studied him, searching his son’s face for any sign of doubt, any hesitation.

But Alex’s expression was a locked vault–deep, impenetrable, unreadable.

At last, Terrance exhaled, his voice breaking the heavy silence. “And what’s your decision?”

Alex met his father’s gaze head–on. “I want to stand with you.”

For a fleeting moment, shock flickered in Terrance’s weary eyes, swiftly chased away by something far stronger–relief,

pride.

He pushed himself up from his chair, crossing the space between them in two strides. His hands found Alex’s shoulders, gripping them tightly.

“Alex…” His voice wavered, thick with emotion. “You mean it? You truly mean it?”

Alex nodded, his gaze steady, unwavering. “Dad, I was reckless before. I see that now. I understand one thing–family stands together. We row in the same boat, no matter how rough the waters.”

A slow smile spread across Terrance’s face, his eyes glistening with emotion. “Good! Good!”

He clapped Alex’s shoulder with pride evident in every gesture.

“That’s the mark of a true Howe–brave, loyal, willing to bear responsibility!”

Then, without hesitation, Terrance’s voice rang out. “Hey, someone come over here!”

The butler, standing just beyond the threshold, stepped in without hesitation, his hands neatly clasped. “Yes, sir? How may

1 help you?”

“Tell the security team–they no longer need to keep an eye on Alex. He goes where he pleases, without restriction.”

The butler gave a crisp nod. “Right away, sir.” He turned on his heel, disappearing down the hall.

A weight seemed to roll off Alex’s shoulders. He exhaled, the tension easing. It seemed he had made the right move.

Terrance sat back down in his chair and gestured for Alex to sit as well. “Get comfortable,” he said. “Tonight, I’m taking you

somewhere special.”

As night draped itself over the city, neon lights flickered to life, and Gold Vibrant Club loomed in the distance–a palace of wealth, excess, and whispered power.

Inside a spacious private room, the air felt stifling, heavy with unspoken tension.

At the head of the long table, Terrance sat in cold authority, his sharp gaze cutting through the room like a blade.

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Chapter 387 Betrayal

Behind him, Alex stood tall, his expression unreadable, a wall of quiet resolve.

Across from them, Elbert sat rigid, his face pale with suppressed frustration.

Aliza, pressed close to her father’s side, her fingers digging into his sleeve, looked shaken–her wide eyes flicking nervously

between the men.

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“Terrance, what do we do now?” Elbert’s voice was raw, hoarse with barely contained desperation. “Noah is tightening the noose. We’re running out of options.”

A slow, humorless chuckle escaped Terrance. “Didn’t you once claim there was no need to panic? That whatever storm. came, we’d weather it? And now? One push from Noah, and you’re already shaking?”

Elbert swallowed hard, his fingers gripping the table’s edge. “But-”

“No buts.” Terrance’s voice was final, sharp as steel.

Elbert hesitated, then let out a slow breath, his gaze flickering toward Alex.

For a long time, he had considered the young man an outsider, someone who would never truly stand with them. Yet now, in the moment of crisis, Alex was here–silent, steady, unwavering.

“Fine,” Elbert said through clenched teeth. “Then let’s figure out our next move.”

The four leaned in, voices low, urgency sharpening their every word. The discussion turned ruthless, dissecting every possible path, every calculated risk.

The room pulsed with tension as time slipped away.

Then-

Bang!

The door burst open with a violent kick, slamming against the wall.

The sound jolted everyone in the room. All four turned sharply toward the entrance.

Noah stood in the doorway, a storm incarnate. He was clad in a sleek black suit, his presence radiating cold authority, his sharp eyes scanning the room like a predator locking onto its prey.

Behind him, a squad of men loomed, each gripping a baseball bat.

The air inside the private room shifted–thickening with tension.

A sharp cry broke the silence. Aliza shrieked, clutching onto Elbert, her whole body trembling.

Elbert’s face drained of color, but he pushed down his fear, forcing himself to stand. His voice, though shaken, still carried

weight. “Noah, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Terrance was on his feet in an instant, eyes locking onto Noah, his expression a blend of fury and disbelief.

Why did Noah show up here?

Could it be…?

A terrifying possibility flashed through Terrance’s mind, but before he could voice it, a voice cut through the suffocating tension. “Noah, you are finally here…”