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

Chapter 949:

“Listen carefully, Tina. I require you to establish contact with Blaine—with absolute discretion. Inform him his presence in Beversea is urgently needed at the earliest possible opportunity.”

Certain matters existed within this complex scenario that only Blaine possessed the skills and connections to navigate successfully.

Tina’s entire body momentarily immobilized, her intuition instantly registering the profound seriousness underlying this unexpected request.

She didn’t dare ask any more questions. She nodded seriously. “Alright, Sadie. I’m on it.”

She pivoted sharply and hastened from the sterile chamber, eyes already scanning for a secluded location where she might place this critically sensitive telephone call without unwelcome eavesdroppers.

In the meantime, Rodger traversed the threshold of the imposing Higgins Manor, an uncharacteristic melody escaping his lips as contentment radiated from his typically severe countenance.

His spirits soared to unprecedented heights—fortune had apparently chosen this precise moment to bestow her elusive favor upon his ambitious schemes.

Jarrett glanced upward from his wheelchair, genuine astonishment crossing his features. His father’s display of unbridled cheerfulness constituted a truly unusual phenomenon.

“Dad, what extraordinary circumstances have transformed your typically stoic demeanor into this unexpected jubilation?”noveldrama

Rodger’s already expansive smile stretched further when he saw his firstborn. He advanced toward Jarrett with energetic purpose.

“Jarrett! Most magnificent developments have transpired! Ms. Hudson carries within her womb—Nathan’s offspring!” His proclamation resonated throughout the room, undisguised exhilaration permeating every syllable.

Ł𝖆𝖙𝖾𝘀𝖙 𝙘ђ𝖺𝐩𝑡𝖾𝗋𝘀 ɡ⍺𝗅ⓝ𝗈ν𝓮𝗅𝓈﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

“With this child, our alliance with the Wall Group is sealed. Henceforth, our dominant position within Beversea society stands utterly unassailable!”

Jarrett’s countenance hardened into impenetrable granite. That worthless disappointment Nathan had genuinely succeeded in impregnating Sadie?

At that precise moment, Ophelia appeared at the top of the grand staircase. She had just begun her descent when Rodger’s thunderous declaration reverberated throughout the expansive living room. Her body froze in mid-motion, paralyzed by shock.

Sadie carried a child? Nathan’s progeny grew within her? Impossible—utterly inconceivable! Her mind refused to accept such an egregious reality.

The blood drained precipitously from her features, leaving behind an alabaster mask of disbelief as she lurched awkwardly down the stairs, equilibrium compromised by emotional devastation.

“Rodger! What preposterous statement have you just uttered? How could Sadie possibly find herself with a child? To whom does parentage of this alleged baby belong?”

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