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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
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SIX.
RESULTS AND REPERCUSSIONS.Nathan’s POV.The morning was gray as our private car pulled up to the central office tower, and the transition from stepping out of the elevator to entering Joel’s private conference room was completely smooth as Mark walked right behind Emma and me. Joel was already standing near the long conference table holding an official sealed white envelope from the state medical laboratory, and his expression was completely calm as he gestured for us to sit down in the padded leather chairs across from his main desk."Good morning, Emma, good morning, Nathan, thank you for coming down so quickly after I called, because the expedited lab results just arrived by special courier fifteen minutes ago," Joel reported, setting the sealed envelope flat on the table surface."Did the lab complete the full genetic comparison using my late father's preserved medical profiles, Joel, or is this just a preliminary report from the probate
DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FIVE.
THE UNWELCOME VISITOR.Emma’s POV.The morning was turning late as I sat at the kitchen table going over our family schedules for the upcoming week, and the transition from pouring a fresh cup of tea to hearing the private elevator chime in the main foyer was completely smooth as Sarah stepped into the hallway to see who had arrived. Nathan was down at headquarters holding an emergency strategy session with Joel, while Mark was downstairs reviewing our front gate logs, so I assumed it was just our security guard bringing up the morning mail package."Mrs. Zander, please stay right where you are because there is someone stepping out of the elevator who was not on our approved guest list today!" Sarah called out, her voice filled with sudden alarm as she hurried back toward the kitchen entrance.I immediately stood up from the table, setting my tea cup down before walking straight out into the foyer, where I froze in total shock as Chloe Vance-Quinn s
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