Semua Bab Ex-husband Regrets: I married a Billionaire Single-Dad: Bab 271 - Bab 276

THE NIGHT AIR carried a quiet chill. Nadia stood at the far end of the west wing, her fingers resting lightly against the cold marble railing as she stared out into the darkness beyond the estate. From the outside, everything looked calm, but inside the mansion, everything had shifted and Nadia could feel it in every breath she took.Her jaw tightened slightly as she turned away from the balcony doors and glanced back into the dimly lit sitting room behind her.The five men were already waiting. she had known since she was a child.Men who had stood beside her father, Sergei Petrovna, through years of power, war, and blood.She needed that loyalty, now more than ever.Nadia stepped into the room slowly.The soft click of her heels against the polished floor drew their attention immediately, every pair of eyes lifted toward her.For a moment, no one spoke.“Miss Petrovna,” one of them finally said, his voice respectful but cautious.Nadia’s lips curved faintly.“At least someone still

LAURA PARKED HER car in the driveway and got out. The house was eerily quiet, she noticed it the moment she stepped through the front doors of the mansion. The echo of her heels against the polished floor seemed louder than usual, bouncing off walls. Now, it felt empty. She paused briefly in the foyer, her eyes scanning the wide staircase, the silent hallways, the untouched furniture. There was a time when the house had been full of staffs, maids moving about doing their duties, but not anymore. It was like they all left a sinking ship. The few that remained had grown careless and azy. They dragged their feet, cut corners, whispered among themselves like they had already accepted the decline of the household. Laura didn’t have the strength to correct them anymore. She slighed slightly as she walked further into the house. Her fingers curled slightly around her purse as the thought settled heavier in her chest. Things were changing, and they were not in their favor. Dante was

MY HANDS WERE shaking when I got into the car. Not from fear. I was nor afraid anymore. But from something else. Adrenaline, maybe, ohe weight of everything that had just happened finally settling into my bones. I slammed the door shut and gripped the steering wheel, my chest rising and falling unevenly. Laura’s voice echoed in my head. "It was Clarance."" I let out a slow breath.“I know,” I whispered to myself. But now, I had proof. My fingers tightened around the wheel as I pulled out of the driveway and sped onto the road. The engine roared louder than necessary, tires screeching slightly as I merged into traffic. I didn’t care. My phone was already in my hand before I even realized it. I hit Adriano’s number. It barely rang once before he picked it. “Avery.” He picked up immediately. Relief hit me instantly at the sound of his voice. In the background, I could hear the soft, rhythmic beeping of hospital monitors. He was back with Iris. “I have it,” I said without preambl