Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 277

We were on the cusp of securing that office space, just waiting for the investment from RF to come through.

Mark seemed taken aback when he heard I’d managed to rent an office despite the Myers family’s decree banning me from doing so in RiverCity. “You found one?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Seems like the landlord’s based overseas. Probably doesn’t care much about the Myers family. After all, out of sight, out of mind.”

“That’s a relief.”

Mark carefully dabbed antiseptic on my wounds, his voice full of worry, “This must hurt, right?”

“It’s bearable.”

I gritted through the pain, reminding myself over and over: No more being soft–hearted from now on.

This world has always been about the survival of the fittest, no good deed goes unpunished..

The next morning, Christine showed up at my place bright and early.

She burst through the door, surprised to find me already up. “Weren’t you injured? Why not rest a bit more?”

I set aside the fashion magazine, I was flipping through. “Did Mark tell you?”

“Yeah, he texted me last night.”

Christine dumped a bunch of groceries on the dining table, annoyed with herself, “Sorry, I went out drinking last night and only saw the message this morning.”

not in bad

me be the judge

from head to toe, her eyes reddening with anger, “And you call this ‘not in bad shape‘? What would you consider serious, then? Who

not leaving RiverCity anytime soon.

to face her!” Christine didn’t even hear the rest

that do? Beat her up and then what? Either of us end up in

I do then?! Just let you suffer in

always ready to throw down, “I’ll go

be in

shared with her the promise I’d wrung out of

a bit, looking at me skeptically, “Really?”

assured her, then asked, “Did you hear what I

was afraid of dragging

off the concern, “Would you give up on Janedream because of Dorothy, a piece of trash? If not, then I’m with you all

way.”

a moment, “Okay.”

way, we’d just have to play it by

get the company off the ground,

let go of her plan for retaliation.

from my nap, Christine looked even more troubled than when she had seen my injuries

me, she clumsily tried to hide her tablet, “Oh, you’re awake?”

approached, reaching out for the

of the internet. Reluctantly, she unlocked it and handed it over.

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