The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 262

Xavier quickly tried to comfort him. "Mr. Sherwood, it's not too late now that you know. There's still time to make amends."

A lingering despair darkened Kingsley's eyes. "Is there? She avoids me like the plague."

"Sincerity can break down even the highest walls, Mr. Sherwood," Xavier said with quiet conviction.

Kingsley didn't reply. His phone buzzed with a message from the family group chat.

The elder Mrs. Sherwood had sent: "Bacchus is officially off the market." It was followed by a photo of Sophie Sutherland.

He gave it a passing glance and immediately exited the group chat, terrified that saying a single word would draw unwanted attention to his own mess.

When he arrived at the club, Peter had already set up the drinks. Seeing him walk in, Peter stood up for a hug. "Kingsley, Happy New Year!"

Kingsley shoved him away, his tone icy. "Back off."

Peter stumbled a bit and muttered defensively, "I ordered your favorite red wine just for you." Kingsley took off his coat and sat down. He accepted the wine glass Peter handed him, gave it a gentle swirl, and cut straight to the chase. "When did you meet Seven?"

Peter thought for a moment and clicked his tongue. "Just a few days after you went back to the States before the holidays. Lucy... she threatened me. Honestly, it still sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it. A woman who can run The Monarch is definitely not one to mess with."

Kingsley stared at him with a predatory gaze, and Peter instantly realized he had said the wrong thing. He hastily tried to do damage control. "I just meant Lucy is incredibly capable, don't read into it!"

Taking a sip of wine, Kingsley's lips curled into a faint smirk. "You're just useless."

Peter let out a nervous laugh. "Fine, I'm useless. The two of you are the powerhouses. Neither of you are people to be trifled with." He picked up a cigarette from the table and offered it. "By the way, does your son acknowledge you?"

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