Lost Me Gained Regret

The moment the celebrities grabbed their tools and donned their straw hats, they headed out to the fields under the blazing sun.

Little did they know, the moment they left, the power went out.

As soon as Herbert and Ike left, I grabbed the insulated lunch box and headed out with Christine.

When Herbert arrived, Christine was busy in the bedroom, getting dolled up.

On our way, after I told her about what had happened, she asked, out of the blue, "Herbert and Bella... they both have the last name Taylor. You don't think they could be related, do you?" "Nah, that's unlikely," I mused. "I haven't heard Gregory or anyone mention it."

Logically, considering Edith married into the Taylor family years ago and Herbert is now the head of the Taylor family, there shouldn't be anyone in the family she doesn't know.

Plus, if Bella was really one of the Taylors, it's hard to imagine she didn't even have a place to stay in Vista Town before. Christine nodded in agreement, "Right, and if she were a Taylor, Bella wouldn't have had such a tough start in her career." With the Taylor family's connections and resources, propelling someone like Bella to stardom wouldn't have been an issue.

However, these prestigious families seem to have an unwritten rule.

-Their children are forbidden from entering the entertainment industry.

They look down on the entertainment industry from the bottom of their hearts.

Bella is an exception, having made a name for herself in the business world, earning a seat at the table. Most others struggle for years in the industry, only to be viewed as mere entertainers by these elite circles.

After passing a couple of traffic lights, Christine pointed ahead, "Just drop me off at the corner up ahead. I've got a meeting with the interior decorator at the shop."

With a teasing glance at me, she added, "After you deliver the charity meals, come straight over."

"Got it."

After she got out, I drove towards SZ Technology.

It was a short ride, only taking a few minutes.

the reception, I said, "Hi, I'm here to see

you have

not wanting to make it difficult for her,

out my phone, a voice rang

replied, "Ms. Ophelia, she's here to see Mr. Ford but

"Looking for Mr. Ford?"

over. Before I could catch it, an emotion flickered across her face, too quick to identify, "And you are? I thought

way, chilling my tone as I responded, "I'm Jane. Since when does Mr. Ford need to run

her attire and tone professional yet the way she referred to Gregory was noticeably intimate. "As one of the people Mr. Ford trusts most, I was just

"Is that so?"

his personal and professional lives separate, not keen on introducing his girlfriend to his

shifted subtly,

I smiled, "Yes, girlfriend."

quickly composed herself, "Mr. Ford isn't in the

"Not here?"

I was taken aback.

Gregory, and he mentioned being

he's not. Didn't

"Silly me, thinking

on with your work; I'll head out," I said, turning to leave without

got some explaining to

my car, I dialed Gregory's number. He picked up

my tone controlled, "Where are

the office," he replied, puzzled.

photo sent to his phone,

spoke up, "You're at

"And?"