His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 788:

The man was none other than the waiter Verena had bribed to drug Lucas’ drink.

“Mr. Clark’s people found me, and they cut the tendons in my right hand! Now, my right hand is useless! Not only that, but Mr. Clark has ordered me to leave Owathe and never come back!” The man was rasping toward the end, his fury and despair clear.

He regretted everything he had done. He should have never been so greedy. The bribe hadn’t even been a significant amount, yet it had cost him everything.

When Verena heard the man’s words, her face went ghostly pale.

Verena had never imagined this man would end up in such a pitiful state.

“You were the one who convinced me to drug Mr. Clark! You swore you’d protect me! I don’t care, Verena! You have to fix this! Find the best doctor to fix my hand!” the man shouted frantically.

phone trembled slightly in her grip before she set it down. She turned to Ryan, her voice unsteady and laced with fear. “Ryan… What should I do? What do you think Lucas

“You need to face Lucas. Go to him, admit your mistake, and try to ask for

doubted Lucas would forgive Verena this time, but if there was even a sliver

processed his words. Without a moment’s hesitation, she nodded resolutely. “You’re right. I’ll go now.” She stood, her movements swift and

Triumph Consortium, in

any trouble. Her breath hitched the moment her eyes landed on him. Tears welled up in her eyes as she approached him, a growing sense of panic clawing at her chest. Now that

deep down that this matter wouldn’t be resolved easily. Lucas didn’t spare her a

the silence, Verena finally spoke, her voice shaky. “Lucas… I was

pen moved steadily across the paper,

“I was just too scared. You were pulling away from me, shutting me out completely. I acted on impulse… I didn’t think

pen down and leaned back, fixing her with a cold, penetrating stare. His voice was icy, laced with mockery. “You acted on impulse, huh? Then tell me, where

the question. Lucas pressed on, his voice unwavering. “Do you really think ordinary aphrodisiacs can mess with someone’s mind? Can they