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

Chapter 707:

He then turned to address the elders. “Our family shall withdraw all participation in the company and we will never interfere with Wall Group’s affairs again. Rest assured, Sadie. Sutton has already submitted his resignation. He will no longer be an obstacle to you. All we ask is that you spare him from your cruelty and grant us the grace befitting the chairwoman of Wall Group.”

As Coyle spoke this last part, he stood before Sadie and began to crouch, as if he was about to kneel at her feet.

Of course, Briley rushed forward to stop him. “Dad, don’t do this. Your health isn’t the best.”

They had perfected the craft of portraying themselves as the victims, and now Sadie looked like the unforgivable villainess.

It was then that one of the elders, a man with significant authority, stood up. His expression was severe. “Sadie, we received some photos this morning…” He gestured for a servant to bring the photos forward.

Sadie gave them only a fleeting glance. The images showed her in the company of a man wearing a silver mask, and from the angles of the camera, their behavior appeared intimate and suggestive. The shots had been deliberately framed to create the impression of something inappropriate taking place.

“Who is the man in these photos?” the elder demanded. “The Wall family has always treated you well, haven’t we? It hasn’t been long since Noah passed away—the mourning period hasn’t even ended yet. Is this how you repay the Wall family’s generosity over the years? Gallivanting with some dubious-looking man and starting a scandal? This is a violation of family rules, a disgrace to our family name!”

The elder’s words carried absolute authority, and the atmosphere in the hall grew cold with each one. Everyone stared at Sadie, waiting for her to explain herself.

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Sadie took in the elder’s self-righteous demeanor and couldn’t help the laughter that burst out of her. Her hands slowly balled into fists at her sides as she raised her chin, calmly sweeping her gaze over the room. “Sirs,” she said, her voice calm, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Coyle’s head jerked up in surprise, his eyes narrowing. He hadn’t expected Sadie to remain composed under such pressure. “Sadie,” Coyle spoke again, this time sounding anguished. “Why are you still pretending? If the woman in the photos isn’t you, then who is?”

“Saddie, you vile woman!” Sutton suddenly interjected. “Even with the evidence before our eyes, you still dare to deny the truth? I’m telling you, it’s pointless! I’ve already told the elders everything. I’ve exposed your affair with that masked man! You and I both know that’s the real reason my leg is now gone.”

Hot, angry tears streamed down his face as he pointed to his bandaged leg. “Sirs, you must uphold my dignity as a member of this family! This outsider is wicked, without any shame or remorse!”

Sutton’s cries echoed through the hall, raw and pitiful—his pain on full display. Every sob, every word, only deepened the weight in the room. The family elders sat in grim silence, their expressions darkening with each passing second. Their eyes slowly turned toward Sadie, laden with judgment, disappointment, and quiet condemnation.

Sadie stood rigid, fists clenched so tightly that her nails bit into her palms. Her blood boiled beneath her skin.

Shameless. Absolutely shameless. Coyle and Sutton had orchestrated every step, trapping her and then painting her as the villain. How despicable!noveldrama

But now wasn’t the time to lash out. Not yet. She had no proof, no concrete evidence that Patrick was Noah. Nothing that could solidify her claim. If she spoke out now, they’d tear her apart—and Coyle would be the first to twist the knife.

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