Unmasked My CEO Ex-Husband’s Regret novel Chapter 279

He laughed outright. "I'm not a teenager with a learner's permit. I can handle a five-minute drive through my own driveway."

Reassured, she pulled over and put the car in park.

"I'll head out then?" she asked, unbuckling her seatbelt.

He nodded. They both stepped out, swapping seats. But he didn't put the car in gear.

She stood by the curb, waiting to watch him drive off safely. When he just sat there idling, she frowned. "What's wrong?"

He rolled down the window, resting his elbow on the door frame, looking completely torn. "Actually... let me just drive you."

Elara rolled her eyes. "Stop trying to be a hero when you're running on zero sleep. Go to bed."

Waving him off, she spun around and started power-walking toward the exit.

Defeated, he leaned out the window, shouting after her. "Text me when you get there, or I'm going to worry!"

She threw a hand up in acknowledgment without breaking her stride.

As she walked, she ordered a ride-share on her phone.

In a stroke of luck, a driver was idling right around the corner. The second she stepped out of the gates, the car pulled up.

Ms. Thorne had the day off, so they had agreed to meet at a coffee shop near her house. The attorney had originally suggested meeting at her place, but realizing they barely knew each other, she opted for neutral ground to spare Elara any awkwardness.

By the time Elara arrived, Ms. Thorne had already ordered the drinks and secured a private room. The server brought in the coffee, politely shutting the door behind them to guarantee complete confidentiality.

Taking a sip of her latte, Elara pulled the manila folder from her bag and slid it across the table.

Ms. Thorne read the first page and her jaw practically dropped. She stared at Elara in sheer disbelief. "Where on earth did you get this?"

An auction house receipt. This level of financial privacy was notoriously impossible to crack, yet she had it in print!

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