Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 478

Chapter 478 Coyle’s

Announcement

Once Coyle and his assistant left, Ralph turned to Blaine, his voice calm but weighted. “Now, tell me–what’s going on?”

He knew Blaine well. The boy could act like a lazy vagabond half the time, but when it came to serious matters, Blaine

didn’t play around.

Blaine stepped forward, his usual smirk replaced by a rare seriousness. He laid everything out- What happened at Wall Manor; Sadie’s brutal beating; the photographs used to smear her name.

Ralph listened in silence. But when Blaine mentioned the violence Sadie had endured, Ralph’s expression darkened. His

brows drew together, and he let out a long, heavy sigh, “Beaten that severely… Those people… the Wall family is colder than I thought.”

Still, he knew–this was the fire Sadie had to walk through.

Coyle’s hunger for power was insatiable. And Sadie? She was the greatest obstacle in his way.

What troubled Ralph wasn’t the attack itself—it was the depravity of the method. He hadn’t expected Coyle to go that far.

Blaine, frowning, leaned in. “Grandpa, what now? Are we just going to stand by? Shouldn’t we help Sadie?”

Ralph didn’t answer right away.

“We shouldn’t interfere too deeply in the Wall family’s affairs. Sadie must learn to stand on her own,” Ralph said firmly,

his voice measured.

He paused, his eyes meeting Blaine’s with quiet gravity. “But ensure her safety. Stay in the shadows if you must–but help

her when she needs it.”

Blaine gave a slight nod, already understanding the unspoken meaning behind the words. This wasn’t abandonment–it was calculated support.

Early the next morning, the atmosphere inside the Wall Group’s boardroom was thick with anticipation.

Executives whispered in corners. Then, Coyle entered and took the head seat.

“Ladies and gentlemen, today’s meeting is convened to address two critical matters,” he said smoothly, hands folded atop the polished table. “First, there have been some… unsavory rumors regarding my niece–in–law, Sadie. Let me clarify–Sadie is currently unwell and in need of rest. After an internal consensus, it has been unanimously agreed that she will be relieved of her duties as the chairwoman of the Wall Group.”

The room erupted in stunned murmurs.

Many had caught whispers of the drama the day before. But the news still shocked everyone.

After all, everyone knew what Sadie had accomplished. Since she took the helm of the Wall Group, her leadership had

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revitalized the company.

To see her ousted so abruptly–it left a bitter taste in everyone’s mouths.

But Coyle, drunk on power, was unmoved. He raised a hand, silencing the murmurs. “Now, the second matter. Following a unanimous decision, I will be assuming the position of acting chairman effective immediately. I’ll be overseeing all daily operations until further notice.”

Finally, the title he’d coveted for so long was his.

And he didn’t waste a second. He rattled off a string of new appointments–placing his loyalists into every key department. One by one, he buried Sadie’s legacy beneath layers of control.

By the time he was finished, the Wall Group’s upper structure was his in all but name.

Noah’s ears caught wind of this before long.

In the quiet of his study, Noah sat behind a broad desk, as his assistant delivered the latest report. Noah’s expression was impassive, calm.

Coyle’s moves were bold–but predictable.

Yet, when he heard that Sadie had been ousted–and beaten so viciously–something in his chest gave a quiet, involuntary

jolt.

A flicker crossed Noah’s face. Almost imperceptible.

His brow furrowed. He tried to dismiss the sudden weight pressing on his chest.

Yet, despite himself, the words left his mouth before he could stop them. “How is Sadie now?”

The assistant blinked, clearly caught off guard.

Since when did Patrick care about Sadie?

Still, he recovered quickly and gave a respectful nod.

“She’s resting in Wall Manor. Alive, but… not in good shape.”

Noah leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin.

“Proceed as planned.”

“Yes, Mr. Noel.”

The assistant gave a quick nod and exited the study.

Just as the door clicked shut, the butler stepped in, his face taut with unease.

“Mr. Noel,” he said hurriedly, “Ms. Burgess is missing.”

Noah’s head snapped up, his gaze sharpening like a blade.

“What?”

“She went out shopping last night and never returned. We’ve tried calling, but her phone’s off. Our people are already

searching, but… no leads yet.”

The butler swallowed hard.

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Noah’s brows furrowed, tension rippling beneath his calm exterior,

His mind flashed to Sutton’s failed plot against Hailey that had nearly destroyed Sadie instead.

A chill crept down his spine.

“Keep looking. Turn the city upside down if you have to. Find her. Immediately.

“Understood, Mr. Noel.”

The butler bowed and rushed out, already barking orders into his phone.

Meanwhile, in a lavish hotel suite, Hailey lay crumpled on the cold marble floor, wrists and ankles bound cruelly tight.

A dirty cloth was shoved into her mouth, muffling her cries into helpless whimpers.

Terror swelled in her chest as she scanned the room.

Several large men loomed nearby, their eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement, grinning like wolves circling prey.

Then came the low creak of the door–and slowly a wheelchair glided into the room, carrying Sutton.

Hailey’s heart stopped. Just seeing him–like that–was enough to shake her to her core.

He was here for revenge. And he wasn’t hiding it.

Two of his subordinates stepped forward and hoisted her roughly off the floor.

Her feet dangled, body thrashing against their grip, but she couldn’t break free.

Sutton rolled closer. He reached out, fingers brushing her cheek in slow, deliberate strokes–each touch colder than the

last.

There was hatred in his eyes.

Hailey shivered, bile rising in her throat.

Without warning, Sutton’s hand shot to her throat.

Hailey’s eyes bulged as her breath vanished, her lungs burning.

She kicked, thrashed, screamed against the cloth–but no one moved. No one helped.

Sutton’s voice was a venomous growl. “You wretch! Noah’s alive–and you dared lie to me. Because of you, I ended up like this. You’ll pay for what he’s done to me!”

Hailey shook her head desperately, panic overtaking her.

He finally let go, and she gasped as the cloth was yanked from her mouth.

She choked and coughed, struggling to fill her lungs with air again.

“Sutton–please–I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

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