My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Arrived At Regalith
Xavier’s gaze stayed locked on her, his expression unreadable, his silence stretching longer than she anticipated. Anastasia pressed on, her voice steady. “I’m sure Tracie has already told you most of what I do. We’re after the same enemy, Xavier. Why fight separately when we can work together to bring him down?”

The offer lingered in the charged air, each second feeling heavier than the last, thick with unspoken tension and the weight of what such an alliance could mean.

“Why should I trust you?” Xavier asked, his tone sharp and guarded. His dark eyes bore into hers, searching for any hint of deception.

Anastasia met his gaze without flinching. She understood his hesitation—it wasn’t every day someone aligned with Xander came offering an alliance. Still, she could see the wheels turning in his mind, weighing the risks. What if this woman, sitting so calmly beside him, was merely bait, waiting for the right moment to lead him into a trap?

“I’m not a bad person, Mr. Wallace—”

“Your partner shot me in the leg.”

“Because you were about to shoot me. But he didn’t kill you. If he wanted to, he would have shot you in the head instead.”

Xavier couldn’t argue that because it was the truth.

“Look, I don’t want anything from you. I just want to work with you to bring Xander down. He’s currently going to be working with the Regalith family, or so he thinks but it’s all part of my plan.”

“Why do you want to take Xander down?” Xavier asked, his voice calm but laced with suspicion. He leaned back slightly, arms crossed, studying her every move. To him, the question might have seemed redundant, but he wasn’t about to trust someone blindly. Not without understanding their reasons.

Anastasia’s lips curled into a faint, almost bitter smile. “I want to avenge the deaths of the people who’ve suffered and died at his hands.” Her voice was steady, but there was an edge to it—a restrained fire. Then she turned her head, locking eyes with him. “Is that enough reason, Mr. Wallace?”

“I’ll be saving a lot of girl’s lives with my plans, and Xander is sure to go down,” she promised.

Xavier’s eyes were on Jennifer the whole time, watching her every expression.

He might just be meeting her for the first time, but he could feel the hurt in her tone whenever she spoke about taking Xander down.

“Jennifer is making a trip to Regalith tomorrow. Do you want to follow her discreetly?” Tracie asked and both Xavier and Anastasia turned to look at her in unison. “The Regalith family also have some dark businesses they’re into. You also need to get rid of them,” she added.

“I feel like there’s something else they might be up to. I’m investigating deeper into their business and something doesn’t seem to add up quite well,” said Anastasia.

Xavier had heard of Regalith but hadn’t personally investigated the royal family.

Anastasia faced Xavier.

“If you agree to work with me, you’ll get closer to uncovering the truth you’re searching for,” she finished.

Xavier didn’t need to rethink because it was quite beneficial. With the help of Jennifer, he could keep an eye on Xander and watch his every move.

“What city does Xander live in?” He asked.

“He lives in Xattlewood, and all his hideouts and baby factories are also there. But you won’t be infiltrating anytime soon else the lives of the girls would be in danger. Especially the ones that are heavy with babies,” she replied.

Xavier could only sigh.

Xavier had always held onto a faint, almost naive hope that he could steer Xander back to the right path. After all, they were family, bound by shared blood and history. But that hope was long gone now. Xander had fully embraced the darkness, becoming the very devil who thrived on the misery of others. There was no redemption left for him—only consequences.

Anastasia informed Xavier of the locations where the trafficked girls were being housed, ensuring he knew the safehouses in case their plan was exposed. “If anything happens,” she said, her voice laced with urgency, “You’ll know exactly where to find them and how to act quickly. They can’t be left vulnerable for even a second.”

“Please don’t tell anyone you met me or know my name,” she requested. “And if you can, try to work more in private but don’t make it too suspicious that you’re aware there’s a traitor in your team. Try to keep it more casual. And if you were to call me, don’t call me Jennifer. We can create a code name for that later.”

Xavier nodded in understanding as he watched the choir members sing humm as the head choir swayed his hand here and there, following his lead.

Anastasia stood up and Tracie and Xavier followed cue. “I think that’s all for now. Tracie will share my contact details with you and when something comes up, I’ll be sure to inform you so you can be ready.”

“Thanks for your offer,” said Xavier offering his hand forward for a friendly handshake.

Anastasia looked at it, briefly making eye contact with Tracie who urged her with her eyes to shake his hand.

However, Anastasia didn’t.

Xavier’s hand hung in the air for a few seconds before he brought it back to his side.

“I’m sorry, I don’t like physical contact,” she explained.

Xavier could only frown at her, but he didn’t question the reason behind it.

“I’ll be leaving now,” said Anastasia. She gave a brief bow before she exited the chapel.

Xavier’s gaze was on her back until she completely disappeared.

“There’s something odd about her,” he said and Tracie’s head instantly snapped to look at him.

“What do you mean?”

“She looks…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “It’s nothing.”

Outside, Anastasia’s hand was clenched against her chest as she got into the car.

The tears she’d been holding in the chapel uncontrollably streamed down her eyes.

She was glad she’d been able to hold herself back in there and not cry in front of him.

He was so close, they were talking, yet she couldn’t bring herself to tell him she was Anastasia, his missing wife the whole time.

She couldn’t help but wonder how he would react if she’d told him the truth right there and then. Would he have been happy? Belated?

Anastasia tried to sniffle her tears back in, but they still poured.

“This will all be over soon, and then I’ll come back to you,” she promised.

**

Anastasia stopped in front of the massive palace, taking in the creamy yellow walls that seemed to shine under the sunlight. Guards were stationed at every corner, their weapons resting in their hands, ready but calm.

In the middle of the courtyard, a large fountain caught her eye, surrounded by smaller ones that seemed to dance around it. The sound of the water trickling was oddly soothing, making the place feel less intimidating.

The whole setup looked like something out of a movie—almost too perfect to be real, like it belonged in a storybook.

Unfortunately, the people that lived in that palace were the complete opposite.

They stepped inside the palace with the help of a guard that led them inside.

Before they’d booked their trip to Regalith, Xander had personally requested a meeting with the king and queen so they were not stopped at the gate like outsiders.

It wasn’t easy for anyone to meet the royal family without a proper appointment, however, as soon as they heard they wanted to make a preposition, the king immediately agreed.

As soon as they stepped inside, Anastasia’s naw dropped like she’d entered an animation.

Every single thing was made out of gold and it was glistening so brightly it nearly blinded her.

This was a palace after all, and it was only proper they had expensive furniture. Even so, the carpets seemed to be made out of gold as well.

Running inside the living room only would feel like running a marathon for a race.

Regaining her composure, Anastasia walked towards the couches.

“Please take a seat. The royal family will join you in a while,” said the guard who’s been leading them inside. He gave a deep bow before he excused himself and left.

“Everything here is squeaky clean,” Xander commented, touching the coffee table.

“The family is known to be very rich, but I didn’t think that their living room was made of gold,” Samantha commented.

Meanwhile, Anastasia replayed the guard’s words in her mind.

The royal family will join you in a while.

‘Could it be that they were meeting every single member of the royal family?’ Anastasia thought to herself.

A few minutes later, they heard the clicking heels of someone walking down the stairs, and instantly, their heads were in that direction.

It was none other than the king and queen they’d been waiting for with their children behind them as they strolled down the stairs in their fancy attire that seemed to be made out of silk due to how it moved with every step that they took.

“Welcome to Regalith palace,” said the king with a huge grin stretching on his lips. “I’m King Theous Regalith and this is my queen, Jelzem Regalith. And these two right here are my children,” the king introduced.

The trio bowed their heads in respect to the royal family but they knew they couldn’t wait to start getting down to business.

“Let’s take our seats and get down to business, shall we?