All Chapters of The Ex-wife's Secret Empire: Beg For Me, Mr Blackwood : Chapter 121 - Chapter 122

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐦 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞 The five-o'clock whistle did not bring relief; it simply shifted the nature of the pressure. As the echoes died against the frozen granite of the gorge, Lucian Blackwood moved with the rest of the surviving labor pool toward the narrow concrete hatch of the pump house basement. The dark tracks where Julian Vance had been dragged toward the lower processing yards were already completely filled with fresh, wind-driven stone dust and smoothed over by the alpine gale until it looked as if the senior vice president of risk management had never existed on the sector four register. Lucian didn't look down at the snow. He kept his right hand clamped firmly over the left and his frozen silk wrap scraping against the canvas of his sleeve with a dry, rhythmic hiss. Inside the basement, the air was dense with the suffocating stink of burnt fuel, wet wool, and the salted grease of the evening meal. The local laborers didn't make room for him on the primary b