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.”

I’m not in bad shape.”

me be the judge of that.”

lifting my shirt to inspect the damage from head to toe, her eyes reddening with anger, “And you call this ‘not in

touched my wrist, still sore, and ruffled her hair, “Chris, she’s not leaving RiverCity anytime soon. Our journey in setting up our company is going to

face her!” Christine didn’t even hear the rest of my words, ready to storm

up and then what? Either of us end up in a worse situation?”

should I do then?! Just let you

down, “I’ll go down with her,

be

the promise I’d wrung out of

then did she calm down a bit, looking at

then asked, “Did you hear what

was afraid of dragging her

give up on Janedream because of Dorothy, a piece of trash? If not, then I’m

way.”

pondered for a

just have

We were almost ready to get the company off the ground, just waiting

go of her plan for

from my nap, Christine looked even more troubled than when

tried to hide her tablet, “Oh, you’re

I approached, reaching out for

of the internet. Reluctantly,

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