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 shape.”

be the

to inspect the damage from head to toe, her eyes reddening with anger, “And you call this ‘not in bad shape‘? What

not leaving RiverCity anytime soon. Our journey in setting up our company is going to be

her!” Christine didn’t even hear the

stopped her, “What good will that do? Beat her up and then what? Either of us end up in a

I do then?! Just let

was always ready to throw down, “I’ll go down with her, how

be in vain.”

shared with her the promise I’d wrung

she calm down a bit, looking

then asked, “Did you hear what I said earlier?”

of dragging

on Janedream because of Dorothy, a piece of

way.”

a moment, “Okay.”

anything else come our way, we’d just have to play it by ear.

I had my design skills. We were almost ready to get the company off the ground, just waiting on

go of her plan for

up from my nap, Christine looked even more troubled than when she had seen my injuries in the morning.

to hide her tablet, “Oh, you’re

I approached, reaching out for the tablet.

she couldn’t keep it from me in the age of

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