CEO’s Regret After I Divorced (Serena and Ryan) novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 Enemies Become Allies

Ryan’s POV

I’d never imagined Kane would be this bold. Sitting at my desk reviewing the reports Simon had just delivered, I could feel my jaw clenching tighter with each page I turned. That bastard was actually using his Blackwood Group shares to broker deals with the Vergara family.

If any of these half-baked schemes failed—which they inevitably would with Kane’s track record—it wouldn’t just be his reputation on the line. The entire Blackwood Group could face serious blowback.

I caught Simon nervously glancing at me, clearly gauging my darkening mood.

"Contact Lucian," I said, keeping my voice deliberately controlled. "I need a private meeting. Tonight."

"Right away, Mr. Blackwood," Simon nodded, quickly stepping out.

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By evening, Lucian and I sat in a private tea room downtown.

Lucian poured himself some tea with practiced elegance before finally breaking the silence.

"So, Mr. Blackwood," he said, his voice casual but eyes watchful, "what’s so urgent you needed to meet in private?"

"The grudge between you and Kane," I replied, watching his reaction carefully. "It’s still unresolved, isn’t it?"

His hand paused mid-air, teacup halfway to his lips. He looked up at me with sudden interest.

"As if you don’t already know," he said dryly.

"I’ve heard the details," I acknowledged, "but I also know Celestial Gems doesn’t have enough influence in New York yet. And with Kane now backed by the Vergara family, you can’t touch him."

Lucian scoffed. "I’ll have my revenge eventually. It’s not your concern."

I took a slow sip of my tea, letting the tension build. The fragrant aroma filled my senses, but it did nothing to ease the cold calculation now evident in Lucian’s expression.

"Is this really all you wanted to discuss tonight?" he asked, losing patience.

"Surely you don’t think I’m here to defend my so-called uncle?" I replied.

Lucian laughed harshly. "That would be the day."

"On the contrary," I set my cup down with purpose. "I want to help you, Mr. West."

His eyebrow arched in surprise. "You’ve always stayed clear of our feud. What changed?" His eyes narrowed. "Kane’s done something, hasn’t he? Something that’s finally crossed your line."

He was sharp—I’d give him that.

"I see no point in hiding it," I said, leaning forward slightly. "Kane framed your parents, destroyed your family. I can provide all the evidence you need."

"Together, we can put him away sooner rather than later."

Lucian’s eyes flashed with something dangerous. "You’re actually willing to work with me?"

I nodded once. "Let’s put our past disagreements behind us. They only happened because Kane manipulated you."

Despite my olive branch, Lucian remained cautious. I could practically see his mind working through the implications.

"Mr. Blackwood, I don’t understand why you’d go this far," he said slowly. "Even if Kane’s challenging your authority, couldn’t you just strip him of his responsibilities? Send him to manage some distant branch office where he can’t cause trouble?"

He was testing me, wanting reassurance that I wouldn’t turn on him later.

I considered my words carefully before responding. Some truths needed to be shared to cement this alliance.

"Kane orchestrated the car accident that killed my parents," I said, my voice dropping to a deadly calm. "That’s why I shattered his legs. Does that answer your question, Mr. West?"

Lucian froze, genuine shock registering on his face. He clearly hadn’t expected this level of blood feud between uncle and nephew.

My hands froze mid-motion, alarm shooting through me as I turned to examine her face. "Are you feeling unwell? I’ll have Dr. Lay come check on you tomorrow."

"I was just saying," she laughed softly. "Look how worried you got."

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she studied my face. "You look exhausted. Have you been skipping meals again?"

Since returning from London, Serena had barely visited her studio. Not from lack of passion for her work, but because her pregnancy was now making it difficult for her to sit at a drawing table for long periods. Even the slightest strain caused her back pain. She took no chances with our baby’s wellbeing, choosing instead to rest at home.

"It’s nothing serious," I assured her. "Just work matters."

She hummed skeptically. "It’s Kane, isn’t it? Now that he’s married Tiffany, I bet he’s making all sorts of moves. Is dealing with him what’s wearing you down?"

I hesitated before deciding she deserved to know something. Otherwise, she’d just worry more.

"I met with Lucian tonight," I explained, giving her an abbreviated version of our conversation.

"So you’re finally joining forces?" Her face brightened visibly. "That’s good. The sooner you deal with Kane, the sooner we can stop worrying about what he might do next."

Relief softened her features, which was exactly what I’d hoped for.

"Exactly," I smiled, reaching out to touch her rounded belly. "Your only job is to focus on giving me a beautiful daughter or energetic son."

She grinned. "Yes, sir, Mr. Blackwood. How could I possibly disobey such an order?"

"Still, I’m having Dr. Lay come tomorrow for a checkup."

Serena nodded, not arguing this time.

After a quick shower, I returned to find her already asleep again. The moment I slipped into bed, she instinctively moved closer, nestling against my chest in that way that always made her feel secure.

I couldn’t help smiling as I wrapped my arm around her waist, feeling our child between us, and thinking that everything I was doing—everything I would ever do—was to protect them both.