Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 874:noveldrama

“Ms. Hudson, Nathan, don’t keep standing—please, have a seat. Let’s talk properly.”

He gestured toward the guest chairs.

But Sadie didn’t even glance at him. Her attention had already shifted to the seat that truly mattered—the one beside Rodger, the highest seat of authority in the Higgins family.

A flicker of amusement crossed her face. She linked her arm through Nathan’s and led him forward, past the offered seats, directly to the one at the center. Without hesitation, she sat down.

Nathan, guided by her, had no choice but to follow. He sat stiffly, the chair beneath him feeling like it was lined with needles and thorns.

Silence settled over the room like a thick fog. Every eye locked onto Sadie. Everyone was stunned.

Was that seat truly something that could be taken so casually? Even Jarrett, the acting chairman of the Higgins Group, sat below that rank. And yet, Sadie—Nathan’s fiancée—had taken the highest place without a second thought.

Her boldness was astonishing. It was as if she had discarded the Higgins family’s long-standing traditions entirely.

The elders exchanged glances, clearly itching to rebuke her, but none dared to speak out. The weight of Wall Group’s influence pressed heavily on their tongues. Their resentment simmered in silence.

From his chair, Jarrett narrowed his gaze, silently reassessing Sadie.

She wasn’t someone to underestimate.

Meanwhile, Rodger sat motionless. He parted his lips, as if to speak, but no words came.

gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺´ 𝘾𝒽𝓮𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓾𝓉𝒽 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝓎

Sadie calmly scanned the room, her expression unreadable.

With a slow blink and the faintest tilt of her head, she asked in a voice laced with feigned innocence,

“Is something wrong? Why is everyone staring at me? Did I do something I shouldn’t have?”

The delivery was sweet, almost childlike, but her message was unmistakably clear. Not a single elder dared respond. Each one knew better than to challenge the woman who led Wall Group.

It was Jarrett who eventually broke the silence. His voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable chill beneath its surface.

“We certainly welcome your first visit. However, according to Higgins family tradition, a new bride is expected to respect our customs. Taking a seat equal to my father’s… that’s a bit improper.”

He didn’t accuse her directly. His tone remained composed, subtly emphasizing her breach of etiquette.

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