A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 196

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Chapter 196

The men nodded, immediately moving to carry out my orders.

I exhaled and turned to another guard. “Call the police. The more people we have on this, the better.”

He hesitated, as if wondering if this was the right move, but I shot him a look that left no room for argument. He nodded and stepped away to make the call.

It wasn’t long before flashing blue and red lights illuminated the driveway. I heard the rumble of car doors opening, heavy boots hitting the pavement, and then–him.

Detective Carter.

The same smug–faced bastard from when Faith had been arrested.

He strolled toward us with his usual air of arrogance, hands in his pockets, a slow smirk creeping onto his face. His eyes flickered over the scene, then

landed on Dominic.

“Surprised? Why am I not?” he drawled.

My fists clenched at my sides. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, stepping forward.

Carter didn’t even bother to look up. Instead, he pulled out his notepad, flipping through the pages as if he were already bored with the conversation.

I narrowed my eyes. He seemed like one of those officers who had a personal grudge against the Grahams. Whether it be because of our money, influence, or just because they did not like how they ran their things, didn’t matter in the slightest now. What mattered was the very fact that Faith was gone, and this asshole was making me waste more time.

But Carter didn’t answer my query. He channeled all his attention now onto Dominic.

“Were there problems between you and your wife?” he wanted to know. His tone was measured and calculated.

Dominic stiffened upright beside me. His weariness was reflected in how his shoulders slumped, the way his eyes were red–rimmed, he stared blankly at

the detective.

“This was a stupid idea,” Dominic muttered under his breath. “I should have handled this without involving you people.” I sighed. I had expected as much. Dominic wasn’t one to take authority at face value, not after our last run–in with them, I didn’t blame him.

Carter raised an eyebrow. “Well, even if you hadn’t told us, we would have found out eventually. You know how these things work, Mr Graham.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Now, answer the question.”

Dominic’s jaw clenched. His hands curled into fists at his sides. I could feel his temper brewing.

Dominic was furious. I could see it in the way his hands curled into fists, the rigid set of his jaw, the way his nostrils flared with every breath. He was barely holding it together.

I knew he hated this -being questioned, being made to feel like he had no control. And with Carter’s smug face staring him down, it was only making things worse.