The CEO’s Regret My Ex-Wife is a Tech Goddess novel Chapter 287

"Silas Summers!" The Archmage shrieked like a maniac from where he was pinned to the dirt. "You ruined me! I'll kill you!"

Without batting an eye, Silas shoved the man into the hands of his operatives. His first order of business was ripping away the theatrical cloak and mask.

Exposed to the daylight, The Archmage’s true face was revealed—a grotesquely scarred visage ruined by some past horror.

Stripped of his mystery, the criminal broke down, his arrogant facade completely shattered.

Ordering his men to haul the prisoner away, Silas locked eyes with Alaina and marched straight toward her.

After a second of stunned silence, absolute euphoria and relief crashed into Alaina like a tidal wave.

Every ounce of grief, despair, and terror evaporated, leaving only the burning, overwhelming realization that he was alive.

She threw caution to the wind.

Stumbling forward, she threw her arms around him, burying herself in his solid chest.

The heat of his skin, the steady thud of his heart, and the crisp, masculine scent that was entirely his anchored her back to reality, dragging her out of the suffocating abyss she had just been drowning in.

But the pure joy of having him back lasted for only a fleeting second.

In the next breath, the grueling terror of the past night, the humiliation of begging his mother, and the near-fatal panic she had just endured all exploded into blinding fury.

She gripped him tightly, her fingers digging into the muscles of his back as if letting go meant he would vanish into thin air all over again.

Her shoulders shook violently, and the tears she had choked back all night finally broke loose, soaking into the fabric of his shirt.

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