A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 173:

My jaw tightened, and the tension rolled through me like a storm. “You had one job, Adelaide. One simple job!” My voice rose with each word.

“I tried!” she shot back, her panic replaced with a defensive whine. “I didn’t know he’d be watching me so closely.”

“That’s because you’re sloppy,” I snapped. “You’ve done nothing but screw this up since the beginning. What good are you if you can’t even handle something as basic as listening in?”

Her silence on the other end only fueled my anger. She was useless, just as I suspected.

I ran a hand through my hair, pacing the room. “Do you have anything to report? Anything at all?”

“No… nothing yet,” she admitted quietly, her voice barely audible.

“Of course not,” I muttered, biting down the urge to throw the phone across the room. “Useless.”

Before she could offer more excuses, I ended the call with a sharp tap of my thumb and flung the phone onto the desk. Adelaide was proving to be more trouble than she was worth.

Earlier, during the funeral, I had pulled Adelaide aside, making it clear in no uncertain terms what she needed to do. “Stay out of sight. Blend in. Be barely noticeable,” I had instructed, my voice low and firm. “I need to know the entirety of the contents of that will. Everything, Adelaide.” She nodded quickly, her wide eyes a mix of fear and determination.

“I’ll find out, Nathan.”

But now, it was clear she hadn’t done a damn thing.

After hanging up the phone, I slumped back into my chair, my fingers drumming angrily against the armrest. Not only had Adelaide failed to get the information, but she’d also almost gotten caught by Alex. Idiot. My mind raced, piecing together what needed to happen next. Adelaide was a liability, one I didn’t have time to babysit. If I wanted results, I had to take matters into my own hands.

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I leaned forward, elbows on the desk, rubbing my temples. Raina was still grieving; she was vulnerable. If I could find a way back into her good graces, it would be the perfect opportunity.

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It was the perfect opportunity to undermine Alex and make her see that he was the true enemy.

“You can do this, Nathan,” I told myself, leaning back with a sly grin.

It was time to play the role of the concerned confidant, the one she could lean on. She would never suspect my intentions—not until it was far too late.

I finished up at work earlier than usual, my mind too restless to focus on anything else. The drive to Graham Corporation felt longer than it should have. The weight of my plans hung heavy on my chest, but I clung to the idea that this was my chance to turn things around.

When I arrived, I parked and scanned the entrance. I didn’t want anyone to see me waiting. Thankfully, Raina stepped out alone, her phone pressed to her ear. She was pacing, her posture tense, and her voice carrying faintly through the quiet space.

I stayed back, listening, trying to gauge her mood. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

“When can I see Liam?” she asked.

My jaw clenched at the mention of Alex. Of course, she was talking to him.

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