Chapter 400

Two years later, at RiverCity International Airport.

Stepping out in my flats, dragging my suitcase behind me, I was immediately

engulfed in a massive bear hug from Christine.

“Designer Jane, you finally decided to grace us with your presence?”

“Are you trying to suffocate me or what?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I missed you, that’s why I’m back.”

Truth be told, Christine would visit me in France whenever she had the chance.

Our last meetup was just two weeks ago.

Driving home, she filled the air, “You know, when you first disappeared, Bryant went mad. He couldn’t accept that you were just gone. He nearly turned RiverCity upside down, draining lakes if he had to.”

I smiled faintly. “You’ve told me this story a thousand times.”

“Well, it’s still unbelievable to me,” Christine sighed. “But Bryant and Mark kept a tight lid on the situation. Not many people knew you were gone.”

To the world, I was still Mrs. Ferguson, living a life of luxury by Bryant’s side.

Molly returned to the Ford Group shortly after Gregory’s incident, fighting tooth. and nail with the bastard son to protect what belonged to her, Mrs. Ford, and Gregory.

Looking out the car window, I saw the bustling streets of RiverCity, lively as

ever.

hadn’t changed much.

against the Myers family but strictly forbidding Dorothy from meddling in business matters, threatening further

into a business legend

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Chapter 400

died and come back to life in

distant look, Christine tried to lighten the mood. “How come you only have one suitcase? I bet

was too lazy. Just brought the bare essentials and had my aunt ship the rest.”

curious. “How did Dave let you go this time?”

renowned genius designer in the fashion world, a mentor to many including Mark during his studies in France.

as his private student.

he could teach me. The

  1. me.

I had focused on honing my design

mentor, I had made a name for myself

the online sales designs to Jeff

had grown into an increasingly popular

apartment, purchased last year with Christine’s help, was decorated in French style, exactly how

It was

The penthouse was serene,

the apartment, Christine flashed a smile. “So, what do

your judgment.”

a long flight and dealing with jet lag, I collapsed onto the sofa. “This sofa is

course, it is. You’re rich now. I wouldn’t dare buy you anything but the best.”

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