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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN.
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2026-09-02 16:00:00THE COUNTER-BUY STRATEGY.
Nathan’s POV.
The main executive boardroom was quiet as the secondary morning trading session approached, and the transition from reviewing the initial transfer documents to hosting this final strategy meeting was completely smooth. I walked into the room alongside Joel and Arthur Vance, taking my seat at the central table while Arthur placed his laptop screen next to the main display monitor, showing the open floor order books as we prepared to l
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DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-TWO.
CHLOE’S DESPERATE MOVE.Nathan’s POV.The early morning hours were completely silent as I sat alone on the sofa inside my private study down the hall from our master suite, and the transition from staring at the dark ceiling to walking down to the penthouse garage at four o'clock was fast because sleep was totally impossible after that bitter argument with Emma. I grabbed my car keys off the desk table, took the private elevator down to the basement level, and started the engine of my car to go for a long drive through the quiet city streets to clear my heavy mind.The roads were almost empty as I drove along the harbor highway, with the ocean lights reflecting against the side window, while my thoughts remained fixed on the painful expression on Emma's face when she told me to leave our bedroom last night. As I pulled my car near a red traffic light three blocks away from the central park, my phone on the dashboard screen buzzed twice with an incoming message notification from an unk
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE.
STRAINING THE BOND.Emma’s POV.The ride back from the restaurant was completely silent as the private car brought us up the private driveway, and the transition from putting Pearl and Gina to sleep in their bedrooms to walking back into our master suite was heavy as Nathan closed the door behind us. The girls had cried for almost an hour before Sarah finally helped us settle them down with hot milk, while my mind was completely exhausted, angry, and drained from watching Chloe lean over our table to touch my daughters."Emma, please let me pour you a glass of water so you can sit down on the sofa and take a deep breath after that awful incident," Nathan said, setting his jacket onto the side chair before walking toward the small table where the glass bottle was resting."I don't want a glass of water, Nathan, I want to know how much longer my daughters and I have to live like prisoners inside our own home while your past girlfriend stalks our entire family," I replied, my voice sharp
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY.
THE CRASHING INCIDENT.Nathan’s POV.The early evening sun was shining softly through the front glass windows of the family restaurant as we settled into a large booth near the corner of the dining floor, and the transition from stepping out of our private car to sitting down with Emma, Pearl, and Gina was completely smooth as Mark posted two guards near the entrance door. Pearl was sitting beside Emma while drawing on a coloring paper with yellow crayons, and Gina was holding a small wooden spoon while giggling at her older sister."It feels so wonderful to bring the girls out for a quiet dinner, Nathan, because sitting inside the penthouse all week with news crews down at the gate was starting to make everyone feel so restless," Emma said, resting her hand against my arm while looking at our daughters with a warm smile."I am so glad we came here tonight, Emma, because giving you and the girls a complete break from all that probate drama was my pr
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE.
THE DIVIDED TWINS.Emma’s POV.The morning was warm as my private car pulled up near the quiet tea house downtown, and the transition from leaving our penthouse study to walking through the side door of this private meeting room was completely smooth as Mark checked the hallway first to make sure the floor was completely clear. Julian was already sitting at a small table near the window holding a ceramic cup, and his hands were shaking slightly as he looked up to see me walking toward his seat."Good morning, Emma, thank you for agreeing to meet me here without your husband or our lawyers present," Julian said, standing up politely to pull out a chair for me across from his spot at the table."Good morning, Julian, I came here today because Nathan told me about your conversation at the docks yesterday, and I wanted to speak with you sibling-to-sibling before this whole probate battle turns into something we can never take back," I replied, sitting d
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-EIGHT.
JULIAN’S DARKER GAME.Nathan’s POV.The morning sun was just starting to rise above the city buildings as I sat at my desk in the penthouse study, and the transition from watching Emma sleep peacefully in our bedroom to reviewing our legal files was completely smooth as Mark tapped softly on the door frame before walking inside. He was holding a thin paper folder in his hand, and his face had a focused look as he set the document directly onto the desk table in front of me."Good morning, Mr. Zander, my European contact just sent over the complete financial background check on Julian Vance-Quinn an hour ago, and the findings explain exactly why he is pushing this probate court filing so aggressively," Mark reported, opening the paper folder to reveal several printed bank records and international police notes."What did your contacts find out about Julian's background in Europe, Mark, because he acted far more desperate for money than his sist
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SEVEN.
THE HIGH-SOCIETY AMBUSH.Emma’s POV.The grand entrance hall was buzzing with music and voices as Nathan and I walked inside the hotel ballroom for the annual city children's hospital gala, and the transition from stepping out of our private car past the waiting press line to greeting the primary foundation board members was completely smooth as Nathan kept his arm wrapped around my waist. Mark and four bodyguards stood near the main doors to keep watch over the crowd, while dozens of cameras flashed as we made our way toward the central table reserved for major donors."You look absolutely beautiful tonight, Emma, and walking into this room with you by my side proves to every reporter in this city that our marriage is completely solid," Nathan said softly, leaning down to press a warm kiss against my cheek before pulling out my chair at the head table."Thank you, Nathan, and sitting here together is the best way to show high society that we are no
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