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?"

was his ability to see the bigger picture. He shook his head, "I

braced himself for

Scandinavia but still being considered part of

deny it. "Aren't you

"Leaving?"

Gregory had punished Ophelia, not

last time,

"Yes, thank you, Greg!"

eyes filled with gratitude, "You have my word, I

Lucius hurried after Ophelia.

need to speak with you."

"It's not that."

car window, "Ophelia, I won't be with anyone

to Gregory's

But proving her

from afar, without further

could facilitate a return.net

"Wait for me to return? If you truly cared, you'd come

"Greg needs

a dinner meeting with clients and dropped me off

headed upstairs, only to find a lady waiting by my door, bags full

hurried forward, "You must

"Yes, that's me."

was puzzled, "And you

by Mr. Ford

seemed cheerful and friendly, perhaps sensing my hesitation, she added, "Don't worry, I

and said, "Greg cares about you. When he called me, his voice didn't

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