Lost Me Gained Regret

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.

changed much.

the Myers family but strictly forbidding Dorothy from

emerged, backed by unknown powers, growing into a business legend that even

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died and come back to life in these

mood. “How come you only have one suitcase? I bet it

brought

was curious. “How did Dave let you

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

as

he could teach me. The

1. me.

years, I had focused on honing my design

my mentor, I had made a name for myself

the online sales designs to Jeff and his team, focusing only on final

had grown into an increasingly popular

apartment, purchased last year with Christine’s help, was

It was

to Janedream, in a prime location. The penthouse was serene, with a large terrace.

flashed a smile. “So,

trust your judgment.”

I collapsed onto the sofa. “This sofa

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