His Belated Love for the Abandoned Ex Wife novel Chapter 467

Chapter 467 His Clever Countermove

Brandon tore his gaze away from the paperwork, his tone cold. “Spit it out, Ms. Jensen.”

“It’s about Yvette.” Judith paused deliberately, carefully reading his reaction. “Did she tell you she can’t have kids?”

Brandon’s expression darkened. Judith secretly celebrated, not holding back from stirring more trouble. “I’ve told her she should divorce you. She can’t carry on the Whitmore bloodline. Yet she chose to hide it from you. God knows what lies she’ll cook up next—she might even fake a pregnancy.”

Brandon’s fingers tightened around his fountain pen. Its sharp tip dragged a thick ink streak across the document. He dipped his head, masking the icy glare in his eyes. “So you’re here to convince me to leave her?”

“I’m just looking out for you.” Judith took a step closer, her fingertips grazing the surface of his desk.

Brandon shot to his feet. His chair scraped harshly against the floor. He loomed over her, his gaze cold. “What exactly are you after?”

Judith flinched at his domineering aura but kept her composure. “Don’t get the wrong idea, Mr. Whitmore. I’m offering you another choice. Meet me tonight at seven at Turever Hotel. We can talk privately.”

She set a business card down on the desk, then walked off with a sultry smile. The sharp click of her heels faded down the hallway.

Brandon spun around, irritation bubbling in his chest. He stood before the floor–to–ceiling window, staring out at the sprawling city skyline with a heavy heart.

It all clicked now. That was why Yvette had wanted a divorce.

But why had she been too scared to tell him?

He never thought Judith would sink this low. The memory of Yvette trembling insecurely in his arms the night before sent a sharp ache through his chest.

Judith had to be dealt with. Otherwise, she would never leave Yvette alone.

After a brief silence, Brandon pulled out his phone and texted Yvette, “I’ve got a business dinner tonight, so I’ll be home late. I’ll send the driver to pick you up this afternoon.”

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Brandon sent a nodding emoji in response.

That night at seven, Brandon showed up at Turever Hotel right on schedule.

He stepped into the presidential suite, slipped off his suit jacket, tossed it onto the couch, and sat down casually.

Judith clearly hadn’t expected him to come. Dressed in a tight, revealing dress, she plopped down beside him and leaned on his shoulder. “I didn’t think you’d show up, Mr. Whitmore.”

Brandon pushed her off, his face stone cold. “You invited me here because you assume every man is easy to seduce.”

A confident, flirtatious smile tugged at Judith’s lips.

“But you came, didn’t you? That says enough.” She poured him a glass of wine and held it out. “Yvette’s boring. She has no clue how to please a man. I’m nothing like her…”

Brandon accepted the glass without taking a single sip. He set it back down and pinned her with a frigid stare.

Judith grew anxious under his gaze but forced a calm front. “Yvette can’t even give you children. She’s useless to you. Why not give me a shot?”

Brandon said nothing, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

He pulled out his phone and called Yvette on video–right in front of Judith.

Judith froze on the spot, staring at him in bewilderment.

The call connected quickly. Yvette was relaxing in the living room, picking at a fruit platter after dinner.

“I thought you had a work dinner?”

Brandon angled the camera toward Judith. “I do. Your sister’s my dinner appointment.”

Yvette went rigid in an instant.

Judith was dumbfounded. Confused by his odd behavior, she plastered on a fake smile and tried to get a rise out of Yvette. “Yvette, we are—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Brandon stood and walked out onto the balcony with his

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phone.

He stayed outside, continuing his video call with Yvette.

“Why did Judith drag you to a hotel?” Yvette asked, her voice tight with worry.

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Brandon shrugged casually. “Same old tricks. Seduction, manipulation, cheap mind games.”

“Then why agree to come?”

Brandon let out a quiet chuckle. “She walked straight into my trap. I couldn’t pass

Yvette was confused.

it up.”

Brandon smiled, feigning a stern tone. “I’m dealing with Judith first. We’ll talk about the secret you kept from me when I get home.”

“What do you mean?”

Brandon brushed off her question and changed the subject. “What did you have for dinner?”

Yvette listed every dish she’d eaten.

Brandon let out a soft sigh. “I’m starving.”

“You didn’t eat anything?”

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