My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 262

Chapter 262: We have proof Chapter 262: We have proof At the farmhouse€¦ Dylan’s phone buzzed, breaking the stillness and drawing him out of his thoughts.

He glanced at the screen before answering.

“Hello?” “I’ve picked Nina up,” Justin’s voice came through.

“We are on our way and should be there soon.” Dylan’s jaw tightened, his expression hardening.

“Alright.

Bring her.” Ending the call, he slid his phone back into his pocket and turned toward the car.

Opening the trunk, he pulled out a suitcase, the weight of it matching the gravity of the situation.

Carrying it inside, he walked straight to the bedroom.

He found Ava standing by the window.

When he entered the room, she turned around.

Their eyes met, an unspoken tension crackling in the air.

Neither seemed eager to be the first to speak.

Dylan put the suitcase aside.

“Justin had just called,” he said, breaking the silence.

“He will be here soon.” “He is coming here,” Ava exclaimed, surprise flickering across her face.

Then she realized Justin might be bringing the traitor.

She couldn’t wait to see who it was.

“Yes, he is bringing Nina here,” Dylan informed.

“Nina?” she echoed, disbelief lacing her voice.

Dylan took a deep breath and moved in closer to her.

“She is the traitor.

The surveillance footage in the lobby shows her entering your office.” “So, it was she who sneaked into my office.” Ava’s mind raced, trying to process the revelation.

She was both astonished and angry.

“She has been working with Erica.

But why?

Nina was doing well as a director.

What could have driven her to betray you and side with Erica?” Dylan’s gaze darkened with resolve.

“We’ll get those answers soon enough.” Ava frowned, still grappling with the implications.

“But why bring her here?” she asked, confusion clouding her features.

“We could’ve confronted her at the office.

What is the point of bringing her out here?” “It’s too risky to interrogate her at the office,” he reasoned.

“I don’t know who else Erica has in her pocket.

For all we know, there could be more moles embedded in the company, watching every move we make.

Out here, far from the city, it’s safe.

Erica is too caught up in her own problems to check in on anyone else right now.” “Oh€¦” Ava’s lips formed a slight pout, her disappointment barely hidden.

She had hoped their time at the farmhouse was solely to focus on a fresh start for them, but it seemed Dylan had brought her here with more pressing matters in mind.

‘Truly capitalist,’ she thought wryly to herself.

“I wanted you to interrogate her,” Dylan said, breaking her train of thought.

His gaze was steady as he looked straight into her eyes.

“She has wronged you more than once-spreading rumors, trying to turn the directors against you, and now sneaking into your office to steal confidential information.

You deserve the chance to decide her punishment.” Ava’s irritation ebbed, replaced by a warm sense of gratitude.

She hadn’t expected him to prioritize her vindication in this way.

“Alright,” she said with a proud nod.

“I’ll decide what punishment she deserves.

You won’t interfere.” Dylan raised his hands in mock surrender.

“I won’t interfere-you have my word.” He cracked a smile, the tension in his heart melting.

“Now, shall we go meet Nina?” Together, they made their way to the hall.

As they settled onto the plush sofa in the hall, the charged silence was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The door swung open, and Justin strode in, his grip firm on Nina’s arm.

He yanked her forward and released her with a forceful shove.

Nina fell heavily onto the floor, a pained groan escaping her lips as her body crumpled awkwardly.

Her tied hands offered no support, and her head hit the ground with a dull thud, sending a sharp jolt of pain shooting through her skull.

But the physical pain was eclipsed by the suffocating grip of fear.

Her breaths came in shallow, uneven gasps as her mind spiraled into panic.

She struggled to sit upright.

Blindfolded, she turned her head frantically from side to side, trying to make sense of her surroundings.

She strained to hear past the pounding of her pulse, but all that reached her ears was the faint, droning hum of electronic appliances.

“Who are you?” she croaked, each syllable trembling with dread.

“Why did you kidnap me?” With a curt wave of his hand, Dylan gestured for Justin to remove the blindfold.

Justin obeyed, pulling the fabric away from Nina’s face.

Nina squinted and blinked rapidly, the sudden brightness overwhelming her.

She instinctively lifted her bound hands, rubbing her eyes to ease the sting.

Slowly, her vision adjusted, and the hazy figures before her sharpened into clarity.

She saw Dylan and Ava, her face turning pale.

“M-Mr.

Brooks?” she stammered.

Her wide eyes flickered between the two, then darted to the towering figure of Justin, who stood a few steps behind her, his cold, unyielding gaze boring into her.

The intensity of his glare made her shrink further.

“Why?

Why did you bring me here like this?” “Pretending to be innocent?” Ava scoffed, a derisive smirk tugging at her lips.

“Do you really think we’re that gullible?

We know everything.

Now, spill it.” Nina’s stomach churned as she suspected Ava had found out about leaking the confidential information.

But she reminded herself it wasn’t possible.

She had been careful.

No one had been around when she slipped into Ava’s office.

It wasn’t possible they’d found out…

was it?

Ignoring Ava’s question, Nina turned her gaze to Dylan, grasping for composure.

“Mr.

Brooks, I am a respected director in your company.

I’ve been nothing but loyal and dedicated to my work.

Treating me like this-kidnapping me-it’s outrageous.

This is a crime.” “Oh, is that so?” Ava muttered before Dylan could say anything.

“Then what about your crime?” Nina glared at her coldly.

“I’m talking to Mr.

Brooks.” Ava’s posture stiffened.

“And I’m the one questioning you,” she shot back.

“So, you’d better answer to me.

Don’t delude yourself into thinking Dylan will save you.” “You might be his wife, but that doesn’t give you the right to humiliate me,” Nina retorted vehemently, her tone dripping with disdain.

“I don’t report to you.

I am answerable to the board and the president-Mr.

Brooks.

You are not even a board member.” “Enough.” Dylan’s voice boomed, reverberating through the space.

His dangerous glare locked onto Nina.

“I’ve kept quiet because I believed you had enough sense to own up to your mistakes and seek forgiveness.

But instead, you chose arrogance.

You dared to speak to Ava with such disrespect, disregarding her entirely.” His voice dropped, a chilling edge creeping in.

“Do you really think you can hide your crimes forever?

We have proof-you have left a trail, and now it’s come back to you.”