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

Chapter 847
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Chapter 847: Of all the tactics people had used against her, she hated being threatened the most.

But this time, she had no choice. She couldn't afford to ignore any information about her parents.

Besides, the conditions Nathan had offered weren't entirely unreasonable. That ten percent profit was real, tangible.

Still, helping him seize control of the Higgins family would expose her to unspeakable risks and highly volatile consequences.

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Sadie closed her eyes and took a slow, steadying breath.

When she looked at Nathan again, her expression was calm, her gaze steady.

Nathan beamed.

"Great! So... shall we shake on it?" he asked, extending his hand.

Sadie didn't take it. She didn't even glance at it.

"Wait forto contact you," she said coldly.

Nathan didn't mind her attitude and simply withdrew his hand. After all, he had achieved his goal.

"Well, I shall take my leave now. I look forward to hearing from you, Ms. Hudson." With that, knowing she had no interest in continuing the conversation, Nathan turned and left the room. Nathan had just reached the end of the hallway, his finger hovering over the elevator button, when the overhead light suddenly dimmed.

Without warning, a coarse, foul-smelling sack dropped over his head, catching him completely off guard. Darkness swallowed him in an instant.

Before he could shout, a strong hand clamped over his mouth, muffling any sound. He was dragged forcefully in a specific direction.

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He thrashed wildly.

"Let go of me!" Rl source: glnov☐☐He was a member of the esteemed Higgins family! Who dared to lay hands on him—especially here, in Beversea, their territory? As he struggled, he could feel himself being shoved into an enclosed space. The air turned cold, oppressive.

Suddenly, the sack was yanked off. A harsh light flooded bis vision, and he squinted momentarily blinded.

When his sight adjusted, his pupils constricted at the sight before him. It was Patrick-the man behind the infamous metal mask.

He stood directly in front of Nathan, exuding a menacing aura that made Nathan's blood ruh cold. His piercing eyes locked onto him, rendering him frozen on the spot. Nathan swallowed hard and forced a weak smile.