Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 224

On my way to the Ferguson Group, I figured I should have felt a sigh of relief. Bryant was finally beginning to harbor doubts about Teresa and Margaret. It felt like we were on the verge of unraveling the mysteries behind Timothy’s and Bryant’s mother’s deaths.

Yet, an unsettling feeling lingered inside me, the roots of which I couldn’t quite place.

As I arrived at the Ferguson Group, the atmosphere differed from what I remembered. Everyone seemed to be in a rush, their expressions painted with severity. Stepping out of the elevator on the top floor, the intensity of the ambiance peaked.

Kevin was there waiting for me, ready to escort me to the CEO’s office. Sensing my curiosity, he sighed, “The stuff circulating online has hit us hard. Several deals, practically in the bag, are now up in the air.”

I frowned, “Is it that bad?”

Gregory’s actions were causing more damage than expected, throwing the Ferguson Group into a crisis they haven’t faced in years.

office, Kevin added, “Since the scandal, Mr. Ferguson has

silent, unsure how to respond. Professionally, I was no longer part of the company. And I was on the verge of

I saw Bryant by the window, phone in hand, exuding an aura of determination. “Not an inch,” he demanded into the phone, “Let them know

his demeanor shifting from stormy to somewhat serene, though fatigue was

and accepting the

I noticed the

as he moved to extinguish his cigarette against his wrist before catching my gaze and opting for the ashtray instead. The burns were self–inflicted. His battle with

eyes, he briefly acknowledged, “Yeah”

him of it and thanked him for arranging security at the hospital to keep an eye on things

time. “They

It was rare for him

a self–deprecating smile, “You’re making me out to be some kind of