Lost Me Gained Regret

But Ophelia wasn't one to be physically outmatched easily. With a swift movement, she broke free from his grasp, her eyes locking with Gregory's. "Greg, I've been by your side for years. If not for merit, at leas for hard work, right? Just because of a few words, you're willing to null everything?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, unbidden.

Unfortunately for her, Gregory wasn't known for his soft heart towards women. His lips curled into a cold, daunting smile. "If I truly wanted to erase everything, would you still be standing here, talking to me?" Lucius, witnessing the exchange, sensed a dangerous undercurrent in Gregory's demeanor.

But before he could react, Ophelia, on the verge of breaking down, spoke again: "So, it's really just because of those few words I talked to Ms. Webster?"

"Think you said too little?"

Gregory's laugh, though brief, sent shivers down the spine.

Ophelia got the message loud and clear.

Regret washed over her.

She couldn't bear to meet Gregory's icy gaze any longer. With trembling fingers, she earnestly agreed, "I'll follow your instructions, head to Scandinavia." She had overestimated her importance.

Believing her long service at Gregory's side set her apart from other women, she even dared to vie with Jane for attention.

A grave mistake.

Merely withholding information and speaking ill of Jane was enough for Gregory to unleash his wrath...

Lucius begged for forgiveness on his knees, while she was sent off to Scandinavia.

It was a harsh truth to swallow - Jane's place in Gregory's heart was unshakable.

Gregory could endure personal slander, but not against Jane.

After Ophelia left the office, Lucius remained on his knees, "Greg, thank you!"

"Thanking me?"

Gregory smirked, "You're not resenting me for sending your beloved to Scandinavia?"

the bigger picture. He shook his

himself

Scandinavia but still being considered part of SZ Technology, one of Gregory's people, was a

didn't deny it. "Aren't

"Leaving?"

was confused. Gregory had punished

with a stare, "Let this be the last time, or don't wait for me to speak,

"Yes, thank you, Greg!"

my word,

Lucius hurried after Ophelia.

stopped her, "Ophelia, I need to speak with you." Ophelia

"It's not that."

leaned in, looking through the car window, "Ophelia, I won't be with anyone

Gregory's side

proving her

from afar, without further

could facilitate a return.net

to return? If you truly cared, you'd

frowned, "Greg needs

had a dinner meeting with clients and

waiting by my door, bags full of

forward, "You must be Ms.

"Yes, that's me."

was puzzled, "And

sent by Mr. Ford to

worry, I won't be a bother. Just here to

and said, "Greg cares about you. When he called

had been in the Ford family for many years and was

come inside. I'll get your fingerprint

answered promptly with a hint of warmth, "Hello?" His tone alone lifted