Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416 What’s Got You So Worked Up

A bodyguard approached the car and leaned in to whisper, “Mr. Wall, Anson has just arrived–and he brought Tiana along”

Noah’s eyes narrowed. Excellent timing.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you at this late hour, Mr. Wall,” Anson said, sliding into the plush back seat with a grin practically plastered onto his face.

“My family originally intended to partner with the Quinns, but we never imagined they’d pull a stunt like this. It’s an absolute disgrace!”

He unleashed a theatrical sigh.

“I bumped into Tiana and learned that Vivi framed Miss Hudson. Can you believe it? Naturally, I brought Tiana straight to

you so she could explain in person.”

Beside him, Tiana trembled, fragile and pitiable.

Anson’s little monologue was impeccably crafted, exonerating himself completely.

“Mr. Wall, it was Vivi!” Tiana wailed, tears streaming as she collapsed to her knees. “She forced me to go along with her plan–please, forgive me! I had no idea what was happening!”

What a show.

“How considerate of you, Mr. Olson,” Noah remarked, his voice giving nothing away.

Realizing Noah wasn’t pressing for details, Anson exhaled a discreet sigh of relief and seized the moment.

“Actually, Mr. Wall…my family has a new project in the works. We’ve been hoping to collaborate with the Wall Group. Would you be open to talking it over?”

He rubbed his hands together, finally revealing his true agenda.

“Come by Wall Group on Monday,” Noah said calmly. “We’ll discuss it then.”

“That’s wonderful news! Thank you, Mr. Wall!” Anson replied, grinning from ear to ear as he bobbed his head in gratitude.

He’d braced himself for a hard sell and was stunned by how easily things had gone.

“In that case, I won’t keep you any longer, Mr. Wall. See you next week.”

Not long after Anson left, Tiana was quietly led away by the bodyguards, and the car slid into silence once again.

“Samuel.”

“Yes, Mr. Wall?”

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Chapter 416 What’s Got You So Worked Up

“Look into the Olson family,” Noah said, his voice frost–cold. “This wasn’t just some random coincidence.”

“Understood,” Samuel replied. He cast a worried glance at Noah. “Sir, would you like to get some rest? We won’t be able to

bail out Mrs. Wall until tomorrow anyway.”

Noah, who had been waiting ever since Sadie was taken, just shook his head.

“No need.” He rubbed his temples, his voice husky with fatigue. “Have everything ready. I’ll catch up on the backlog of work

in a bit.”

“Yes, sir.”

The next morning. At the Quinn family’s estate.

“Kyla, have you no shame? Are you seriously messing around with my dad now? Is there anything you won’t do?” Vivi

shouted, fixing Kyla with a furious glare as the latter sat calmly at the dining table.

Unhurried, Kyla placed her coffee cup on its saucer. “Watch your tone, Vivi,” she replied. “We’re tied together now. If things