Lost Me Gained Regret

"Alright, I'm on it."

Seeing her frustration boiling over, the assistant quickly seized the moment to leave.

The ringtone of the phone pierced the silence.

Summer glanced at the caller ID and answered in a cool tone, "Hello, Mr. Larson, what's up?"

Lately, there hadn't been any moves from Bella's end, likely she had dropped her suspicions.

With her resources flowing in, and after shooting for several magazines back to back, everyone seemed to be in her corner, showering her with praise every day.

Gradually, she started to feel a bit above it all, even Mark Larson didn't seem as important in her eyes anymore.

Mark, holding a photo just handed to him by an underling, asked coldly, "Has anyone been in your room these past few days?"

"Nope." Summer truthfully said, "I've got cameras installed, and my phone never buzzed with any alerts."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely!" Summer sounded somewhat exasperated. "Mr. Larson, you're worrying too much. If something was really wrong, do you think I'd still be here filming this show so carefree?"

After so many days without incident, she believed Bella had let go of any suspicions.

Mark scoffed coldly, "Bella went to see Jane this afternoon!"

The photo he was holding was of Bella getting in and out of her car in the Elmwood Villas underground parking lot.

Summer paused for a moment, then quickly pressed on, "And? Did Jane go back to Cloud Villas with her?"

"No." It was this uncertainty that had Mark unsure as well.

sigh of relief and became more confident, "Well, there you go. If Jane was really her daughter, why would she skip

"Are you sure?"

frowned, "You think they've recognized each other as mother and

"Shouldn't I be suspicious?"

was icy, "For tomorrow's celebration, you better swing by Vista Town and figure out what Bella was really doing at Elmwood

and nothing seemed off. I don't want to run back to

all Summer had experienced was flattery. If Bella had learned the truth, she wouldn't still be allowing Summer to use her resources. Compared

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caressing it, and warned in a chilling tone, "From today onwards, stop contacting me. You never knew me, got it?" "Otherwise, you

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to close the curtains, shrouding himself in shadows, and dialed a number not saved in his contacts, "Kane's flight lands

"Yes, BOSS."

voice on the other end was respectful, "Kane boarded this morning; I drove

"Got it."

glint in his eyes, then asked, "How's the task I gave you coming

...

next day, I woke up before my

out of my room than the

was slightly annoyed, "Don't you have a

"Well..."

a meaningful look towards the master bedroom, "Didn't want

interrupting; he's

then asked, "What brings you here so