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.

off guard.” When glancing toward the CEO’s office, Kevin

longer part of the company. And I was on the verge of becoming

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

shifting from stormy to somewhat serene, though fatigue was evident in his voice, “You’re

I replied, taking a seat and accepting the

noticed the redness

to extinguish his cigarette against his wrist before catching my gaze and opting for the ashtray instead. The burns were

he

for arranging security at

the time. “They should be

rare for him to show such concern for

me out to be some kind of bad