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Chapter 58: Familiar Contact
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2025-05-29 03:15:49
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No Apologies, No Regrets Chapter 64: Whispers and Walls
The air was still, thick with the quiet that follows secrets whispered too loudly.Jason stepped into the penthouse apartment—tall, clean, and quiet save for the soft hum of the air conditioning and the sound of a voice.A man’s voice.“…let's finish this and move on, Beauty.”Jason froze.It was faint, but unmistakable.Eric?Before he could process what he’d heard, the voice abruptly ended. Beauty—seated on the plush velvet couch, her phone pressed tightly to her ear, jerked around when she saw him.Her face drained a little of color.“Jason!” she blurted, standing quickly, slipping the phone behind her. “Why didn’t you wait for me at the hospital? I told the driver we were picking you up!”Jason shrugged off his blazer, his expression unreadable. “I don’t know… I just wanted to get out of there. That hospital smell makes me sick. I needed air.”Beauty nodded slowly, brushing a lock of hair from her face. “Right… well, next time, just let me know. I got worried.”Jason’s eyes moved
No Apologies, No Regrets Chapter 63: Beauty... Or Beast?
The dim glow of Eric's apartment cast long shadows on the walls as he paced, phone pressed tightly to his ear."Why are you so bent on doing this your way?" he demanded, frustration evident in his voice. "We could have finished him when our men alerted us that he was in Cuba general hospital, after saving him."Beauty's voice was calm, almost too calm. "Because, dear brother, some things are better served cold."Eric's grip tightened on the phone. "He's starting to remember.""I know what I'm doing, Eric Rivas," she replied, a hint of annoyance creeping into her tone."Are you sure you do?" Eric challenged."Yes. I'm taking my own revenge and I will serve it hot!" she smirked. "They will not know what they are walking into until it hits them!" She laughed hysterically.The silence that followed was thick with tension.Beauty Carpenter was not who she claimed to be. Born as Isabella Rivas, she was the daughter of the infamous Mexican drug lord, El Padre Rivas. Her father's empire had b
No Apologies, No Regrets Chapter 62: Who Am I?
"Jason! How are you doing? It's been a while!" Eric respondedJason stood at the edge of the hospital walkway, the phone pressed to his ear, his heart drumming hard against his ribs.He didn't bother with formalities, but went straight to the point - his voice sharp, and broken.“Eric… Who am I?”There was silence on the line. A silence so long it could’ve buried centuries.Then, Eric exhaled. “Jason… you’re Jason Brooks.”Jason closed his eyes.“You’re from the Brooks family. You were born in Cuba. Your parents were originally from Canada, moved back to Cuba to settle… until that boat accident.”Jason’s stomach twisted.“They died, Jason. You were barely ten when they passed. You ended up in the Saint Marina Orphanage in Havana. That’s where we met.”Eric’s voice was calm. Too calm.“You left the orphanage at eighteen, determined to start life on your own. But life… life beat you up a little. You drank a lot back then, remember? Then one night, some guys ganged up on you in an alley,
No Apologies, No Regrets Chapter 61 – Unspoken Pull (II)
Jason stepped out of the ward and strode quickly down the corridor, past the nurses’ station and toward the main entrance. His eyes scanned every figure until—There.Just outside the hospital doors, Fedora stood by the curb, her hand raised to flag down a taxi. The wind played gently with the hem of her gown, her face half-turned, as if unsure whether to leave or linger.“Fedora!” he called out.She turned. Slowly.Their eyes locked.But she didn’t move.Didn’t smile.Didn’t wave.She just… waited.Jason walked toward her, each step deliberate, his heart thudding with something he didn’t want to name. When he reached her, she straightened and forced a small smile—too quick, too polished.“I—uh, I didn’t know you’d be discharged this fast,” she said, her tone brisk, all business. “I was just about to—um—leave, actually. Just thought I’d check how you were doing since, you know… I was nearby and I came to do some bloodwork and all that. I’ve been feeling dizzy since I arrived and I thi
No Apologies, No Regrets Chapter 60 – Unspoken Pull (I)
Fedora sat at the small wooden desk in her temporary guestroom, the notepad before her filled with neatly jotted lines of wine preferences, bouquet ideas, and floral arrangements she had been researching all morning.The meeting with Beauty was supposed to finalize the wine selection and bouquet design. She had texted earlier to confirm the time. But instead of the expected confirmation, Beauty’s message had come in:“Hey, Fedora. I won’t be able to make it. Jason had a slight incident and is currently in the hospital. I’ll keep you posted. It’s Emirates Hospital, near Canal.”The phone slipped slightly from Fedora’s grip.Her breath caught. Her fingers trembled.She should stay professional. Remain calm. Wait for updates like any other planner would.But her body had already moved before logic caught up.Twenty minutes later, she was seated in the backseat of a taxi, heart thudding uncontrollably. What am I doing? She kept asking herself, but the only answer was the burning need to s
No Apologies, No Regrets Chapter 59: Stirring Echoes
Jason’s eyes skimmed the real estate documents projected on the conference room screen, but his mind was miles away. The meeting with his staff was moving along—talks of title discrepancies, land verification, updated Dubai municipality regulations—when his phone buzzed beside him.He glanced at the screen.Fedora: Event Planner.His heart leapt. A peculiar, almost unsteady jolt. It wasn’t just surprise—it was something deeper. Warmer. He blinked at the screen, pulse quickening.Why is my heart doing this? he thought.He had never left a meeting before. Not even when Beauty called. But something about this moment pulled at him. Tugged.“I’ll be back in five,” he told the team curtly, rising before anyone could question it.He stepped out of the conference room and into the hallway, then pressed the green button.“Hello, Fedora?” he said, voice lowering involuntarily.“Hi, Jason,” her voice came through—light, almost hesitant. “I’m sorry to interrupt you. I just... I was hoping you cou
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