My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Are you rejecting the Carter Group?

Chapter 182: Are you rejecting the Carter Group?

“Why?

Why did you bring me here?” Jodie asked, her voice trembling.

“Why?” Erica’s lips curved into a bitter smile, her expression remained chillingly guarded.

“Because you made yourself a liability.

Do you realize what a reckless fool you’ve been?

Posting those photos from your laptop, leaving a trail for Dylan to follow.

He is hunting for you like a rabid dog.

And now, you’ve become a threat to me.” Jodie’s chest rose and fell rapidly under her cold glare.

She was afraid Erica would hurt her.

“I-I did it for you!” she stammered.

“I thought the rumors about Ava would infuriate him enough to fire her, but things didn’t turn out as planned.

It’s not my fault.” “Yes, it wasn’t your fault.

The plans can fail sometimes.

But exposing yourself was stupidity €“ a mistake I can’t ignore.

Your mistake has consequences.” Erica squatted down in front of Jodie, pulling out a hidden knife from her back.

Jodie recoiled further into the wall.

“No!

Please!

You don’t have to do this!” Erica leaned in closer and murmured ominously, “Unfortunately for you, Jodie, I can’t take chances.” Jodie’s face turned ghostly white as she looked at the cold, glinting blade.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, the looming threat of death choking any sense of rationality.

“Please, forgive me,” she whimpered.

“I’ve always been loyal to you.

I’ve worked for you for so long.

Please spare me this time-I promise I won’t fail you again.” “Oh?

You mean you’re still willing to work for me?” Erica’s lips curled into an almost amused smirk.

Jodie nodded vigorously, clinging to the sliver of hope that maybe she could convince Erica to let her go.

“Yes!

I’ll do anything you ask-anything!

I swear I’ll be loyal to you forever.” “Hmm,” she mused, her dark eyes narrowing as she ran the tip of the knife down Jodie’s jawline, leaving a prickling sensation behind.

“The thing is, I don’t work with losers,” she continued with a chilling pout, “You’ve become a trouble I can’t afford to keep with me.” The faint glimmer of hope in Jodie’s eyes died, her blood running cold in her veins.

“Please, ma’am,” she sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Don’t kill me.

Let me go!

I promise I’ll disappear.

I’ll go so far away that Mr.

Brooks will never find me!” “You are right.

He can never find you.

No one will.” Erica smirked menacingly.

“Because where you’re going, there is no coming back.” “Because I’m sending you there from where no one comes back.” As soon as she finished speaking, she plunged the knife into Jodie’s chest ruthlessly.

The blade sank deep, and Jodie’s eyes widened in shock, her mouth opening in a silent scream.

Pain ripped through her body as she gasped for air, she stabbed her.

Before she could even muster the strength to scream, another sharp stab tore into her flesh, stealing what little air was left in her lungs.

She gasped, her body convulsing as she collapsed to the cold, hard floor, curling up instinctively against the relentless assault.

Blood pooled around her.

But Erica showed no sign of stopping.

Her grip remained steady, her face emotionless as she twisted the blade.

Jodie’s strength drained away, her body slumping as the light in her eyes dimmed.

When Jodie finally stilled, Erica halted, her breathing coming in erratic bursts as she stared down at the blood-soaked corpse.

With a sharp exhale, she straightened and let the knife slip from her hand, wiping the blood off her hands with a handkerchief, her expression as calm as ever.

“Goodbye, Jodie,” she murmured, turning on her heel and walking out of the room.

She paused outside the door and looked up at the guards stationed outside.

“Dispose of the body,” she commanded as she stormed out.

The next day€¦ Ava accompanied Dylan to the meeting with Mr.

Carter as planned.

They entered the private chamber of an upscale restaurant.

Mr.

Carter was already seated, his attention shifting to the door as they walked in.

He rose promptly, a polite smile stretching across his face.

“Hello, Mr.

Brooks,” he greeted, extending a hand toward Dylan.

His handshake was firm.

Then his gaze landed on Ava, lingering longer than necessary.

“And this is€¦?” His brow furrowed slightly as he found her familiar.

“Have we met somewhere?” he asked as he couldn’t understand where he had seen her.

“She is Ava, the COO of the Ace Group,” Dylan replied, wrapping an arm around her waist, “and my wife.” Ava turned her head to glare at Dylan, her expression sharp with protest.

She tried to remove his hand, but his grip only tightened.

“Ah, yes.

I thought I’d seen her before,” Mr.

Carter said, recalling where he had seen her.

“I saw her on social media.

There were some€¦rumors about her connection with Nicholas Baker.” His eyes trailed over Ava, a vile thought creeping into his mind.

His eyes turned lecherous as he observed her keenly.

“Those were baseless rumors,” Dylan said.

“Nicholas himself addressed them publicly.

I hope you saw the press conference.” “Yes, yes, I saw it,” Mr.

Carter replied with a forced laugh.

“People always love a good scandal, don’t they?

Please, have a seat.” He gestured toward the chairs across from him.

Dylan and Ava sat down.

Mr.

Carter resumed his seat as well, leaning forward slightly as he slid a sleek folder across the table toward Dylan.

“Thank you for taking the time to meet with me.

I’ve been hoping for this opportunity for quite some time.

This is our proposal.

I believe this partnership could be incredibly advantageous for both of our companies.” Dylan didn’t even glance at the file Mr.

Carter had offered.

Instead, he shifted his attention to Ava.

“What do you think?

Shall we sign the deal with the Carter Group?” Mr.

Carter blinked in surprise, his demeanor faltering for a moment.

He hadn’t expected Dylan to leave such an important decision to Ava.

A flicker of irritation crossed his face, but he quickly composed himself.

His sharp gaze was fixated on Ava, waiting for her response.

Ava took the file and opened it, her eyes scanning the contents swiftly.

After a few moments, she closed the file and lifted her gaze to meet Mr.

Carter’s.

“Sorry, Mr.

Carter.

We will not be signing the deal with you.” “What?” Mr.

Carter’s face hardened with disbelief and annoyance.

“Are you rejecting the Carter Group?

Don’t you realize we’re the leading construction company in this city?” “You are wrong, Mr.

Carter,” Ava said defiantly.

“While your company once held that position, the reality today is very different.

Over the past couple of years, the Carter Group has been struggling financially.

Your output no longer matches the standards you were known for.” Her words cut through the air like a blade.

“What nonsense.” Mr.

Carter’s face darkened with anger.

“Mr.

Brooks, are you seriously going to let this foolish woman insult my company?

She clearly has no idea what she is talking about.” Dylan’s expression didn’t waver.

“She is the COO of my company,” he replied cooly.

“Her decision is my decision.

And her decision is final.”