HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 392

**Shadows of the Past – By Emma Clarke**

**Chapter 392**

The sky above Jiangshe appeared drab and lifeless, a stark contrast to its usual vibrancy, as Daven gazed out through the glass panes of the makeshift office he had been assigned. Normally, the city pulsed with energy and hope, yet this morning was suffocatingly different—cold, heavy, and decidedly uninviting.

A persistent drizzle had been falling since the previous night, the kind that soaked the streets and seemed to seep into the very bones of the city, showing no signs of relenting anytime soon. The weather forecast hinted at a continuation of this dreary pattern for several days ahead. While it wasn’t a full-blown storm, it was enough to put a damper on any outdoor plans, a sentiment that weighed heavily on Daven’s mind.

“Sir, the meeting with the Callister Group’s shareholders is set to begin in one hour,” Arsen announced, his breath slightly ragged as he hurried into the room.

Daven felt as if he had been plunged into an unending whirlwind since his arrival. There hadn’t been a single moment to pause, to catch his breath, or to gather his scattered thoughts. The weight of the pressure he was under now was far greater than anything he had encountered in previous years.

Was it the scale of the project that loomed larger than life? Daven had always navigated high-stakes ventures with a certain level of confidence. Yet, this time, an unsettling feeling gnawed at him, a sense that something was fundamentally off.

“Do I need to review any materials before the meeting?” he inquired, allowing a slow exhale to escape his lips as he rubbed his temples, attempting to ease the tension that had taken residence there.

“You should really eat something first. You skipped dinner last night, didn’t you?” Arsen’s gaze was filled with concern, a gentle reminder of the importance of self-care, especially in such turbulent times. “You need to take care of yourself, especially now.”

“I know,” Daven replied, standing up and turning his attention to the television that flickered silently in the corner of the room. The headlines crawled across the screen like a relentless tide, each word a reminder of the chaos that surrounded him.

CALLISTER GROUP ACCUSED OF FAILING TO MANAGE PROJECT. STOCKS PLUNGE.

CALLISTER GROUP CEO’S LEADERSHIP QUESTIONED. MULTI-BILLION-DOLLAR PROJECT AT RISK.

With a deep sigh, Daven reached for the remote and clicked the television off with a decisive gesture.

“The Jiangshe issue isn’t even resolved yet,” he murmured under his breath, a sense of frustration bubbling within him. “Why does another crisis have to rear its head now?”

“I’m confident we can navigate through this crisis,” Arsen replied, his tone reassuring. “Several senior figures in SunCity have already started to mobilize, Mr. Daven. You don’t need to carry this burden alone.”

Daven locked eyes with Arsen, grateful for his unwavering support. “Thank you,” he said, his voice tinged with sincerity.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify