Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 332

Bryant’s body stiffened sharply, the light in his eyes dimming by the second. He knew better than anyone the tragedy that had befallen our child. What stood between us wasn’t just Margaret or anyone else, but the life of a child that had been lost. If he and I reconciled, what would that make of our child’s death?

Knock, knock!

Outside, York knocked on the glass door. Bryant’s voice was cold, “Come in.”

York entered, his expression anxious. “Mr. Ferguson, there’s suspicion from the Myers Group. Dorothy and her people stormed into Ferguson Group, and they might head here next.”

“No rush.” Bryant always had a strategic mind in business, his tone now laced with danger, “Tell Ryan to speed things up. Swallow up the project in three days. By then, it’ll be too late for the Myers family to react.”

Clearly, the merger between RF and Ferguson Groups had made him a formidable opponent against the Myers family, perhaps even stronger.

“Understood.”

me for

As the door closed behind him, Bryant turned to me, his voice a mix of compromise and authority: “You might as well

and

all my words had been wasted on him, worse than brick wall. It was impossible to change what he had already decided. Seeing me fuming, Christine barged in, “What’s the deal with Bryant and RF?”

but she was tight–lipped, never spilling secrets even when drunk. Christine

“Surprised? Shocked?”

stomped her foot in frustration, slamming the door behind her, whispering fiercely, “So we left Ferguson Group, toiled day and night to start our own venture, only to end up working for

somewhat eased my irritation, and I

a while to come to terms with it, “So what do we do? Keep working

with company decisions. It’s better than working for someone else. As for the shares… I’ll look for an opportunity to discuss it with him

held could double. I would have the leverage to negotiate

Gregory in the

out, don’t look at me like a dog eyeing a hamburger.” He was a decent guy, handsome too. Just a shame he wasn’t mute. Focusing on the main issue, I managed my first sycophantic smile in a lifetime, “Was what you said the other day for real?”