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Chapter 44
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2026-07-24 23:46:13
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The large conference room on the tenth floor smelled faintly of fresh coffee and old paper. The long glass table in the center was covered with folders, court notices, and formal affidavits from the probate judge. Outside the high windows, rain streaked down the glass, blurring the distant gray ships moving through the bay.I sat at the head of the table, flanked by Elara and my lead corporate attorney, Mr. Vance. Across from us sat Isabella Thorne's private legal team, two middle-aged men in dark grey suits who looked bored and thoroughly unimpressed.The heavy glass door clicked open, and Adrian walked into the room.He didn't wear the expensive tailor-made suits he used to boast about during our marriage. Today, he wore a simple black sweater, plain dark trousers, and a pale coat that looked slightly worn at the cuffs. His dark hair was combed back neatly, though his face remained thin, pale, and tired. He walked with his head slightly lowered, carrying a plain manila folder under
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 49
The clock on the dashboard read just past eight when my driver pulled into the long driveway of my mansion. The streetlights flickered against the damp pavement, casting long, pale shadows through the high front gates. I sat in the back seat with my coat pulled tightly over my chest, my head pounding with every word Mr. Gable had told me at the cafe.My father’s personal master key. Millions of dollars sent straight to Blackwell Shipping. A scared man forced into a corner.I stepped out of the car and walked into the house, hanging my coat on the hall rack. The main floor was completely silent, but a soft yellow light spilled into the living room from the open glass doors leading out to the terrace.I took a slow breath, trying to smooth the worry from my face before stepping outside.Lucien was sitting at the small round table near the edge of the stone terrace. A quiet spread of grilled chicken, roasted vegetables, and two plates sat between a pair of unlit candles. He had taken o
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 48
The small cafe sitting on the edge of the old residential district was quiet, filled only with the soft clink of ceramic cups and the dull murmur of rain against the front glass. It was miles away from the busy harbor, miles away from the flashing cameras and the endless legal fights happening at Jehanna headquarters.I sat in a small booth near the back corner, wearing an oversized coat and a simple dark scarf wrapped around my hair. Across from me sat Mr. Gable. He was a small, thin man with white hair and thick glasses who had served as my father’s head accountant for over twenty years before retiring quietly to the suburbs."You look tired, Ahtisa," Mr. Gable said softly, setting his teacup down on the saucer. "I read about the public scene with your husband on the news yesterday. The city is turning into a strange place.""He isn't my husband anymore, Mr. Gable," I said, offering him a small, weary smile. "And I didn't come here to talk about Adrian's public drama."Mr. Gable adj
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 47
Wednesday morning began with a mountain of bad press. I sat behind my desk with a hot cup of coffee in my hand while Elara swiped through the front pages of the major city newspapers on her tablet."Look at this headline," Elara said, her voice dripping with pure frustration as she turned the screen toward me. "The Daily Chronicle calls you the Cold Heiress of the Harbor District. They wrote two whole pages about how Adrian wept on the sidewalk while you drove away without even looking at him.""People love a dramatic tragedy," I said, taking a slow sip from my cup and looking out at the foggy morning sky. "They don't care about the corporate theft or the fake invoices. They just see a handsome man crying in public and assume the wife must be cruel.""It gets worse in the online comments," Elara added, pulling the tablet back to her chest. "Half the readers are saying you turned heartless the moment you got full control of your father's company. Some people are even suggesting that
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 46
The brass handles of the double doors felt cold under my palms as I pushed my way out of the restaurant into the bright afternoon sun. My lunch meeting with Mr. Henderson had yielded little progress; he was far too nervous about the frozen secondary accounts to commit any extra capital to our harbor project.I took two steps onto the wide stone pavement before a sudden flash of light nearly blinded me."Miss Jehanna! Over here!""Ahtisa! Is it true that Thorne Capital has frozen your family's investment funds?"A thick wall of local reporters and camera crews surged up the steps, blocking the pathway to my parked car. Microphones wrapped in black foam were shoved toward my face as flashbulbs popped in rapid succession. Elara immediately stepped in front of me, throwing her hands up to push the closest cameras back."Please step back!" Elara raised her voice, holding her briefcase against her chest to shield me. "Miss Jehanna has no public statement to make today. Clear the path!"Be
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 45
Tuesday morning arrived with a thin gray light filtering through the high glass windows of the Jehanna Holdings building. My head was throbbing from the lack of sleep, having spent the entire night staring at the ceiling of my apartment, torn between Lucien’s cold warning and the damning ledger entries still sitting locked inside my desk safe.I had barely finished taking my first sip of black coffee when the door to my office clicked open. Elara rushed inside without her usual polite knock, holding a crisp white document stamped with a dark red seal. Her bright eyes were wide with anger, her shoulder-length curls slightly tossed from her fast walk down the hall."Ahtisa, you need to see this right now," Elara said, setting the paper down directly in front of my mug. "It came through the courier five minutes ago from the city probate court."I picked up the document, scanning the formal heading at the top of the page. "A challenge to the estate distribution?""It’s a temporary block o
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Ahtisa’s Pov"Get out.”Adrian blinked, clearly not expecting it. "What did you just say to me?”I pushed his files in his hands."I said get out,” I repeated, calmly. "This is my case. I will handle it.”I turned to leave but then his voice rose. "Ahtisa, don't be difficult”I stopped. "And don't
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 3
Ahtisa’s PovMy eyes snapped open. Air rushed into my lungs like my head had been inside water for a long time.My chest rose sharply as if my body had forgotten how to breathe.My fingers curled against the cold surface, nails pressing into the wood.Wait, I was sitting. I wasn't lying on the floo
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 2
Ahtisa’s PovAdrian's hands were buried in another woman's hair. The woman's back arched into him with an ease that says she had been there before.For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.“Adrian…”Adrian turned and his expression hardened the moment he saw me."... Ahtisa?” He said, moving away fro
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 1
Ahtisa’s Pov“Look at this mess! Still can't clean a table properly?" Elena, my mother in law, voice echoed. “Then what are you good for?"I quickly bent down and started picking up the broken plates with my bare hands.My throat tightened. “I'm sorry, mother"The word came out of my mouth before I
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