Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569 His Lifespan Might Be Shorter Than…

Just then, Noah swiftly ushered Sadie out of the banquet hall and into the sleek vehicle waiting at the roadside.

Her expression shifted to one of mild confusion, forehead creasing.

“We’re just taking off like this?” she asked, still processing the chaos they’d left behind.

The timing felt premature..

Noah tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk forming as he leaned closer.

His breath ghosted up her ear, and a warm flush crept up her neck.

“Still want to see the show?” he murmured.

A charged pause followed, tension crackling in the confined space.

Sadie’s face grew warmer, and she instinctively pushed Noah back, a little too abruptly.

He went along with it, reclining against the seat with an amused air.

Clearing her throat, she struggled to regain composure.

“Briley’s still tied to the Wall name. If this mess explodes, it could smear the family.”

Despite her personal grudge, Sadie knew the family’s image came first.

Noah chuckled softly.

“Relax. I already had Jack alert the authorities, claiming Briley had instigated others to steal.”

In this scenario, the disgrace would be Briley’s burden alone–leaving the Walls untouched.

Sadie froze for an instant.

She glanced sideways at Noah.

He had already factored that in–navigating everything so precisely, ensuring minimal damage to the Wall family’s image.

Briley, frankly, was shockingly bold, making a move while she was mid–change?

If she hadn’t had Samuel set up extra security around the lounge, things could have gone sideways fast.

Suddenly, a realization sparked in her mind.

She turned slowly toward Noah, composed and alert, her expression unreadable. Her stare lingered, cool and penetrating.

“Curious,” she murmured. “What brought you to the lounge just then?”

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Chapter 569 His Lifespan Might Be Shorter Than Expected

Noah locked eyes with her, the corners of his mouth twitching upward.

He leaned in, voice light and tinged with teasing amusement.

“Maybe we’re just cosmically synced? I happened to stroll by and heard someone crying out. Naturally, I stepped in and saved the day.”

He paused, lowering his voice, his breath brushing her ear like silk.

“So, Ms. Hudson… any plans on repaying your knight in shining armor? Perhaps by becoming my-”

Before he could finish, Sadie, no longer able to tolerate his antics, slapped her hand over his mouth.

The heat of his lips against her skin sent a shiver through her fingers.

She withdrew quickly, face tightening, and addressed the chauffeur curtly. “Drive.”

Without question, the vehicle glided forward.

Noticing the flush creeping up her neck, Noah decided to cut her some slack.

He adjusted his cuffs with deliberate calm, then remarked in a smooth, steady cadence, “With Yvonne’s public outburst today, both Rodger and Jarrett are in for quite the headache.”

Jarrett’s love affair and the revelation of a secret offspring were sure to ignite a media storm. Rodger, attempting to shield the Higgins name and pacify the Johnsons, would be stretched thin trying to contain the fallout.

“Meanwhile, Nathan could seize the moment to consolidate his hold over Higgins Group.”

While Rodger and Jarrett were busy dealing with the scandal, Nathan would quietly reap the benefits.

The dominoes were falling just as forecasted.

Then Noah’s tone deepened, and his expression turned solemn.

“When do you plan to break off your engagement with Nathan?”

He’d been holding that inquiry back for quite some time.

Sadie blinked, momentarily caught off guard.

She locked gazes with him, and an impish glint flickered in her eyes.

With deliberate mischief, she let a smirk form.

“Nathan? Honestly, he’s not half bad. Handsome, and kind. About our arrangement…” she drawled, dragging out each word languidly. “I’m starting to reconsider whether I even want to end it.”

Unbeknownst to her, at the banquet hall of Magnolia Grand, Nathan, watching the drama unfold in the corner, suddenly felt an odd chill crawling over his skin.

He rubbed his arms, unnerved.

It was weird. Was the air conditioning set too low in here?

Back in the car, Noah’s grin remained, though his gaze turned icy.