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Too Late For Regret: His Ultimate Downfall

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 648    |    Released on: 27/05/2026

st the cold brick wall next to the lounge, the signe

e, summarized on three

This was no time for grie

A new message from

Corp prior to the Sterling-Apex merger announcement. Encrypted data transfers

rderer. She was a traitor. Actively sabotaging the man she pret

alone? That's how you g

d her. She spun around. "What do

r. Or maybe a getaway driver." He leaned against the wall beside her. He studied her face,

wen sai

rs opened. Isabel came rushing out, her face a mas

sympathy. "Please don't bother her. She's just had a ver

Gwen was unstable. A hyst

erapist, it's the person who cozies up to a married man right after terrorizi

Isabel's face. She wa

prised look. Why wa

vate matter between me and the Sterlin

I love making things my business. Especia

n dark. He took in the scene-Gwen and Tristan standing t

voice a low growl. "I s

et in the car." It wasn't a

are, and a genuine, mocking smile touche

r. "We're divorced. Where I go, and with

d to her own car par

f pure provocation before getting into his own lo

t on the sidew

for his ha

his hand away befor

in-law*-echoed in his head, colliding with the image of Gwen's defiant stare

d where her grandmother had lived. She pulled up to the little brick house, the only place that had e

e the war wou

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Too Late For Regret: His Ultimate Downfall
Too Late For Regret: His Ultimate Downfall
“I spent hours preparing a perfect anniversary dinner for my billionaire husband, Damien Sterling. Instead of coming home, he appeared on a live broadcast, dropping $10 million on a diamond necklace for his first love, Isabel. Before I could process the public humiliation, the hospital called to tell me my grandmother, my only family, had died of a massive hemorrhage. The trigger was a visit from Isabel, who maliciously taunted her about our sham marriage and revealed Damien's company had wiped out her life savings. When I confronted them with a voice recording of Isabel's cruelty, Damien violently snatched the device and wiped the evidence to protect her. He even forced me to apologize when Isabel deliberately injured herself to frame me. I stared at him, completely disillusioned that he was blindly protecting a murderer who was actively selling his corporate secrets to his rivals. The last shred of my affection for him shattered into dust. Walking out of his manor, I calmly got into the sports car of his most ruthless enemy and made a deal. "I want to see Isabel Goodwin in a prison cell, and I want his empire to burn."”