CEO’s Regret After I Divorced (Serena and Ryan) novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Chapter 319 Power Reversal

Ryan’s POV

I stare at my phone wallpaper—a family photo of Serena, Vivian, and me.

"Mr. Blackwood, it’s time to board," Simon informs me.

I nod briefly, pocketing my phone and rising from the VIP lounge. My team has already made contact with ARt company—this trip to Canada should be quick and dirty.

After landing, I’m met by a group of men in suits at the airport exit.

"Mr. Blackwood, we’ve been sent by Mr. Anderson to escort you. Your hotel accommodations are prepared."

I scan them with arctic coldness. David Anderson—ARt’s CEO and my scheduled meeting—couldn’t even be bothered to show his face personally. Typical power play from someone who doesn’t understand who they’re dealing with.

"That won’t be necessary," I reply flatly.

Simon steps forward, smoothly intercepting Anderson’s lackeys. "Mr. Blackwood requires rest. You can see yourselves out. As for the meeting, it will happen when Mr. Blackwood is ready."

Without another word, I stride to the waiting car Simon arranged. If Anderson thinks he can flex on me with these amateur-hour tactics, he’s sorely mistaken.

"Have our people continue monitoring David Anderson’s movements," I instruct Simon once we’re settled in the hotel suite. "I assume Chairman Anderson has gotten wind of my arrival?"

"Yes, sir. Would you like to meet with him this afternoon?"

I consider this for a moment. "Not yet. Let him see how his incompetent son treats potential business partners. The impact might be more devastating that way."

I didn’t come to Canada to babysit someone’s spoiled heir. That’s daddy’s job.

Author’s POV

Just as David Anderson was smugly plotting his next move against Ryan, his father Mr. Anderson stormed into ARt Design Company like a man on a mission.

David looked up and immediately felt his blood run cold.

Mr. Anderson was never one for small talk, but his face looked like a thundercloud—clearly he was here to raise hell.

"Dad, you’re here," David said weakly.

Mr. Anderson shot his assistant a look, and the guy practically sprinted out of the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

"Dad, you could’ve just called if you needed something. Why make the trip yourself?"

Mr. Anderson stared at his son’s fake innocent act and let out a disgusted snort.

"You know damn well what you did."

"ARt is way out of its league messing with the Blackwoods."

David’s face went white as a sheet—he hadn’t expected word to travel this fast to his father.

That tone of voice was all too familiar. He was about to get his ass handed to him.

Had he really screwed up this badly?

"Dad, let me explain—Ryan came here about the LUXE situation, and I was just trying to squeeze out some extra leverage for ARt."

"Are you out of your fucking mind?!"

Mr. Anderson’s sharp rebuke made David flinch like he’d been slapped.

"You want more leverage, so you resort to these sleazy tactics? You have no idea who you’re dealing with."

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