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Ex-husband's Regrets,; Getting Back At Him

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 1120    |    Released on: 24/11/2024

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hat turned my day upside down. But when I saw Grandpa's name

ing the dark red liquid swirl as I added

uff as usual. "Edward's granddaughter i

in my chair. "Elena Brooks, right?

id, not even trying to sugarcoat it. "We're reviving the engagement f

ou can't be serious! I barely know her! And you think

You know what comes with that. Besides, from what I hear, she's

ry her?" I scoffed, running a hand through my hair. "You didn't

if he'd already made up his mind. "She's back in the city now, and I expect y

at the phone in disbelief. *Family now?* I thought bitt

a of marrying a stranger felt impossible. I s

, "I can't marry som

any aversion to women-far from it. I had a well-earned reputat

oing in blind. *If Grandpa wanted a business deal, then I'd ap

tigator. He's reliable, discreet, and thorough. If there

e's Elena Brooks. I want to know everything-who she is,

lgar replied, h

the details. Pictures of Elena filled my screen-laughing, smiling, posing with friends. She was undeniably beautiful, with captivating green eye

ks and her best friend, Samantha, are currently at

d my face. *Pe

umber, and he answered after

g. "I need you to keep an eye on Elena Brooks t

gar replied, his

cipation. If I was going to be shackled to this woman, I wanted to know exactly who she was. And what

picked up, I didn't bother with pleasantries. "Listen, I'll be there shortly, but I don't want any sta

ne will bother you," he replied

ee and jeans. No one would recognize me in my usual suit, and I needed to blend in. Ton

my household staff. She emerged from the kitchen with a warm smile. "Sir, I ju

somewhere to be," I said,

t came from years of knowing my habits.

o seem casual. "Don't worry, I w

rd my car. As I climbed in, my mind was already racing with ideas. *

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the

Music thumped through the speakers, and laughter filled the air. Normally, I'd be tuck

ho was clearly her confidante. Her laughter was genuine, her smile unguarded, and for a moment, I was struck by

my surprise, her friend nudged her toward the bar. "You

"Fine, but don't blame me if I make them strong." She stood

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