Lost Me Gained Regret

Greg had a storm cloud hanging over him all day, which was a rare sight.

When she mentioned what Ophelia had said outside the Ford Group's towering building, Greg couldn't hide his surprise. Ophelia claimed she didn't know Jane?

But checking up on Jane's background was partly their job.

They knew as much about Jane as Greg himself did, if not more.

Connecting the dots, Greg thought back to the misunderstanding with Jane caused by Lucius' delayed information.

Was it truly a delay, or was it deliberate?

Ophelia was in charge of that investigation.

Of course, Lucius, or Ophelia, for that matter, had been by his side for over a decade...

Had they grown too comfortable, bold enough to mess with his woman?

Empowering them had apparently led to them taking liberties!

Lucius, growing more convinced of his own suspicions and despite a moment's hesitation, finally spoke up, albeit reluctantly: "About checking on Ms. Webster, I was unsure about some of the information initially, so I omitted it."

He had no idea why Greg was bringing this up now but chose to take the fall for Ophelia.

After all, they had history.

And Ophelia, proud as she was, would be ruined if Greg found out she did it on purpose.

They could make countless mistakes, but loyalty was their baseline.

Greg's gaze turned colder, clearly not buying a word. Without any patience left, he cut to the chase: "Do you know why, despite knowing you had feelings for Ophelia, I let you two work together on official matters?"

"Greg..."

Lucius was shocked, not expecting that his slight affection for Ophelia was so transparent to Greg.

found no words to deny

forehead. Before

it's my fault, I

Ophelia,

the words choked

throw Ophelia to

at worst... Greg had never been

his fingers on the surface, locking eyes with Lucius for a few seconds before reaching for the phone. He

reception at SZ Technology picked up promptly,

answer the phone," instructed Greg

"Right away, Mr. George."

after, Ophelia came on the line, her voice as neutral

at the

"...Okay."

tone, Ophelia

the Ford Group, her

she called

incessantly in his pocket. He glanced

and trembling slightly.

eye, he dared not

him, amused, "Hiding something else from me? Put it

"Nothing!"

reluctantly answered, "Hey,

Ophelia, "Lucius,

was far

then turned his back on her, she had been

"Nothing happened to Greg."

"Really?"

"Really."

"That's odd..."