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Chapter 91- The End
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His Regret: I'm with his uncle now Chapter 91- The End
Ross stormed through the glass doors of the Silverwood boardroom, his breath heavy, his pulse hammering against his ribs. The morning sun poured through the high windows, slicing the air with golden lines that made the dust shimmer. Everyone was there, every face turned toward him as if he had walked into his own trial. He stopped mid-stride, the sound of his shoes echoing in the silence. Something in the air felt wrong. The tension sat thick like fog, and the whispering stopped the moment the door closed behind him.He looked around the room. The board members sat in their places, their expressions unreadable — grim, expectant, nervous. The long mahogany table stretched before him, polished to a dark sheen, and at the far end sat Mr. Godfrey, the acting chairman. He adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and looked up at Ross with something like pity.Ross tried to keep his voice steady. “What the hell is going on here?” he asked, glancing from face to face, searching for one all
His Regret: I'm with his uncle now Chapter 90- A Tiff
Ross was in his office sitting behind his desk. His eyes were fixed on the streaks of red that still seemed to stain his hands even though he had washed them a dozen times. His chest was heavy, and every few seconds, he would rub his palms together as if friction could erase the guilt that was crawling under his skin.He barely heard the sound of footsteps until the door slammed open. Harris barged in without knocking, holding a brown envelope in his hand. His face was flushed. “Ross,” he barked, his voice trembling, “what is the meaning of this?”Ross froze. His fingers began to twitch again. He tucked his right hand under the table to hide the tremors, trying to steady it with the other. “Meaning of what, Harris?” he asked quietly, his voice almost breaking.Harris took a step closer, his shoes scraping against the polished floor. “Don’t play dumb with me,” he snapped. “I haven’t been able to get in touch with Randall. I called, I texted, I even went by his place—nothing. And now I
His Regret: I'm with his uncle now Chapter 89- Blood and Water
Cassidy and Arden were in the living room of Arden’s penthouse, and the whole place felt alive with their laughter. Music played low in the background, but their voices were louder. Cassidy ran across the couch, squealing as Arden chased her, both of them moving like little kids with no care in the world. Arlene caught her from behind, arms wrapping tight around her waist, and they both fell into the couch cushions, laughing so hard they could barely breathe.Cassidy twisted around, trying to escape, but Arden only held her tighter, peppering soft kisses along her neck. Cassidy giggled, her hair falling into her face, and she pushed at him weakly, still laughing.“Stop, Arden!” she said between laughs, her voice playful and breathless.“Not until you admit defeat,” he teased, brushing his nose against her cheek, smiling the way he always did when he had her cornered.Cassidy tilted her head back, eyes shining with amusement. “You play dirty.”“I learned from the best,” he replied, fi
His Regret: I'm with his uncle now Chapter 88- Broken up
Misty’s world had crumbled in less than twenty-four hours. Her phone wouldn’t stop buzzing: I*******m reels, reposts, comments, DMs—all about her. Her name was trending, her face plastered across gossip pages. Trent had uploaded everything. The videos (except from the tapes. He had deleted them from Tony's phone), the texts, the voice notes. Every proof that she’d been unfaithful. The internet was devouring her, frame by frame, caption by caption. Her hands trembled as she scrolled through the chaos. Her tears came slow at first, then in ragged sobs that left her shaking. Every comment burned. Every notification was a dagger. She wanted to scream. She wanted to vanish. Instead, she went to Ross. When she entered his office, the silence hit her first. Ross hadn’t been online, so he had no idea of the storm outside those glass walls. His fingers trembled faintly as he worked through some papers. The color in his face was pale, drained. “Ross…” she breathed, closing the door behind h
His Regret: I'm with his uncle now Chapter 87- A Jet
Cassie stretched her glass out and let Arden pour her a second glass of champagne. She gazed out the window at the sheet of feathery clouds below them. They took another jet to go back to LA. The interior of the jet was so sleek. Polished wood panels, soft champagne-colored leather, and the faint scent of luxury in the air. “Are you guys already doing refills?” Cora called from down the cabin, sitting next to Warren, her “plus one for shits and giggles.” With a row of recliners separating their section from the other, Cassie couldn’t see them properly, but their laughter carried easily. They’d booked rooms on opposite sides of the resort, but everyone knew they’d traveled together. Cora and Warren still insisted they were just friends, but even they didn’t believe that anymore. “You can if you get up and bring your butts over here,” Cassie called back. A few seconds passed, the sound of rustling chip bags filling the cabin before Warren finally decided, “Nah. It’s too far.” Cassi
His Regret: I'm with his uncle now Chapter 86- A great betrayal
"Yo, T. I missed you so much mehn. How's life been with, you know. The whole saga?" Tony said as she practically slammed his body against Trent's in name of a greeting. Trent groaned a little but tried to hide the pain he felt, "Yeah, I've been good. For a man supposed to be facing prison time, I'm in totally good shape." "I've missed you mehn!" Tony said again, this time grabbing Trent's hand to shake him. "If you've missed me as much as you say you have, why haven't you come visit." Tony lowered his face, "I've been. I've been going through a lot. My girlfriend, Emily broke things off." Trent brushed his hands through his hair. He blew out air, "Damn," he said, patting her back. "That's tough mehn. I'm so sorry." Tony shook his head in bereavement like he was mourning a loss. "Yeah. Yeah." "What happened?" Trent asked out of sheer curiosity. "She cheated on me." "Damn, mehn. That's hard." "But I forgave her," he explained, "then she found my other phone," he blew inti hi
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