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

be the judge

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

sore, and ruffled her hair, “Chris, she’s not leaving RiverCity anytime soon. Our journey

the rest of

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

Just

down, “I’ll go down with her,

won’t be

shared with her the promise I’d wrung

down a bit, looking at

then asked, “Did you hear

afraid of dragging her

of Dorothy, a piece of trash? If not, then I’m

way.”

a moment,

we’d just

get

go of her plan for retaliation.

I woke up from my nap, Christine looked even more troubled than when

clumsily tried to hide

see.” I approached, reaching out for the tablet.

from me in the age of the internet.

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