The Regretful Housewife: Divorce and Rise Again novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Come With Me Tonight

Chapter 118 Come With Me Tonight

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Back inside The Onyx Club, Chase returned to his private room, still seething. Amber was waiting on the couch, clearly unwilling to give up. “Mr. Mercer…”

Her voice was soft and alluring. Chase loosened his tie, stepped forward, and tipped her chin up so she had to meet his eyes.

There it was again–that faint resemblance to Nina.

But Nina would never act like this. She’d never speak in that syrupy tone.

“Come with me tonight.”

He pulled Amber into his arms.

Her eyes lit up. Meeting someone like Chase–young, handsome, and wealthy–was a stroke of luck in a place like this. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned into him, her voice pliant. “Whatever you say, Mr. Mercer.”

Outside the club, Caleb sat in the car, glancing over. “Are we good to go yet, or what?”

“Give it a minute.”

Nina kept her eyes on the entrance.

Katrina had stormed off earlier, furious after being thrown out. If Nina had read Chase right, losing face like that would push him to make up for it somewhere else.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long. Chase emerged from the club with a woman draped over his arm, her features soft and flirtatious.

Nina let out a quiet, knowing laugh.

Just as she expected.

In her previous life, Chase had cheated more than once during his marriage. He claimed to love Katrina, but his actions told a different story. Any woman who came onto him, he accepted without hesitation.

Nina pulled out her phone and snapped a few photos, then switched to video.

Watching the footage of Chase pulling the woman into his car, a faint smile curved her lips.

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Chapter 118 Come With Me Tonight

Now things were about to get interesting.

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Inside Mercer Group, a few employees had already started whispering among themselves early that morning.

The moment Chase walked through the front doors, they immediately scattered back to their desks. He caught the shift in the atmosphere and frowned slightly.

Claire approached him, holding out a document. “Mr. Mercer, I’m here to resign. This is resignation letter.”

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“Resign?” Chase’s expression hardened. “Do you even know what you’re saying? Take it back now, and I’ll pretend I never saw it.”

“Sorry. I’m not interested in working as the secretary to a boss who betrays his family.”

“What did you say?”

Claire didn’t elaborate. She simply picked up her box of belongings and walked out.

Chase still had no idea what was going on. After she left, he turned to the few female employees who had been eyeing him strangely.

“You–tell me. What’s going on?”

As he strode toward them with a dark expression, they shrank back, clearly nervous.

“Mr. Mercer… we–we just saw the news…”

“The news? What news?”

Seeing the fear on their faces, Chase suddenly thought of what had happened the night before.

He snatched a phone from one of them. The screen was still open to the article: photos of him, clear as day, leaving The Onyx Club late at night with a woman, their arms wrapped around each other before getting into a car.

There was no mistaking it–the man in the pictures was him.

Chase’s face darkened instantly.

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