Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 8

I mean, maybe it was just me being oversensitive, or not, but her words really hit a nerve.

It felt like Margaret was implying she was closer to Bryant as if she was the real queen bee of the Ferguson Group.

“Director Webster.” Noticing the door ajar, Kevin gave a symbolic knock before stepping in and handing me a document. “Here’s the agreement, two copies. Mr. Ferguson has signed. Just sign your copy and keep it.”

Bryant was always quick to act.

“Okay.” I quickly went through the document, signed my name with a flourish, and handed a copy back to Kevin with a polite smile. “Thanks for your efforts.”

“Is this a share transfer agreement?” Margaret seemed to glimpse the document cover.

Out of my sight, her previously calm and elegant demeanor shattered, her nails digging into her flesh.

Looking

surprised, Kevin said, “Oh, Ms. Ferguson is here, too. You two go ahead. I’ll head upstairs to report back to Mr. Ferguson.”

Margaret’s question and made a swift

disbelief. “Bryant gave you shares?”

I don’t think this is something that I need to report to you, right, Mr.

the necklace incident, my feelings toward Margaret were complicated. It was hard to remain neutral like

it’s about the necklace or this job position, but please believe

frankness left me feeling

the evening approached, I placed the pregnancy test I’d found in a cake

was ready to go downstairs and tell Bryant he would be a father. We were going to have a baby. While imagining his reaction, thinking of the new life growing inside me, my steps quickened

straight to the underground parking, where I found the black

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car, waiting for me.

of woody freshness. “Honey! Have you been

me as usual but seemed uncomfortable and stepped back. “Let’s get in the car first.”