Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 903:

Who would dare create such a scene on the day of his son’s wedding? Rodger bristled, ready to lash out, when the Lamborghini’s winged door lifted skyward. Out stepped a leg, draped in couture only the ultra-wealthy could touch.

It was a woman, her face immaculately made up, eyes hidden behind massive designer lenses. Her posture radiated defiance and theatrical flair.

It was Briley.

Every reporter whipped around, lenses zooming in, camera flashes firing in rapid bursts. Briley soaked up the frenzy like a seasoned celebrity. Pulling off her glasses with a dramatic flourish, she flashed a sugary grin meant for the headlines and offered a practiced wave, as though she’d been born beneath stage lights.

Rodger’s features tightened the moment he recognized her. Then, almost mechanically, his expression softened. Offending someone from the Wall family was far from wise—especially now.

He mustered a cordial expression and hustled forward.

“Miss Wall! A true pleasure! Ms. Hudson has just gone ahead—please, allow me to show you in!”

Briley’s mouth curled into a brittle smile. Without a word, she slid the shades back over her eyes, dismissed him with a blank stare, and strode past without slowing.

Rodger’s jaw clenched. The rumors were true—this woman was every bit the entitled menace they claimed.

Inside, Briley advanced like she owned the place, each step sharp and deliberate, ignoring the opulence and the guests. Leonard was quick to catch up.

Briley turned slightly, her tone glacial, her hidden gaze glittering with veiled menace.

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“Leonard, is everything ready?”

Leonard gave a small bow, his tone polished and dutiful. “Everything is in motion, Miss Wall. You needn’t be concerned.” But inwardly, he sneered. This clueless brat really believed she could bring Sadie down?

Briley gave a nod, her lips twisting into a cruel, satisfied smirk.

She was eager to see how Sadie would handle the coming storm. Today, she was determined that Sadie’s humiliation would be absolute.

Within the banquet hall, Sadie cradled a glass of champagne, her eyes gliding coolly across the gathered guests.

Noah was nowhere to be found. The realization crept in quietly, then settled with an odd twist of amusement. Only days ago, he had been glued to her side, impossible to shake—like gum stuck to the sole of a shoe. And now? Not even a shadow of him in sight at an event this grand. Strange, to say the least.

She considered asking Nathan to check if Noah was hiding somewhere nearby. Oddly enough, in the absence of Noah’s usual presence, a faint sense of unease began to creep over her. Before that feeling could take root, she brushed it off with practiced ease.noveldrama

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