Lost Me Gained Regret

"Get your ass back here!"

She yelled, then immediately feared attracting the attention of reporters and quickly slammed the door shut.

Recalling her assistant's words, she dug through the chaos to find her phone.

The top trending news had changed - Bella denies Summer's lineage.

Summer felt her strength leave her. At that moment, unable to focus on anything else, she instinctively dialed Mark's number...

The call went unanswered until the cold, mechanical voice of the voicemail greeted her.

Summer, relentless, dialed again and again.

But each time, no answer, just the automatic hang-up.

"Argh!!!" Summer screamed in frustration and despair, and in a fit of rage, she threw her phone against the wall, shattering its screen.

This time, it wasn't that Mark didn't want to answer; he simply couldn't.

Even though the phone was right in front of him.

Gregory lounged on the central couch as if he owned the place, legs casually propped up, showing none of the respect due to a host's home.

could only sit on a nearby

his coffee, holding the

to

throw the hot liquid in Mark's face. Instead, their cups gently clinked together. Neither spoke,

Lucius approached, whispering

cranny, and even employed devices

they came to Mark's place, they had already searched everywhere he had been, his company, and every conceivable

cold fury flashed in

He set his

it to

aside

Subted aside, not wantin

be splattered with blood.

patience was thin, especially in the presence of someone who troubled

picked up a baseball bat, weighing it in his hand as he slowly rose from the

flinch, calmly

gaze. "If

you'll never find

it hasn't suppressed it. It's almost f integrated into her bloodstream by now. It'll act within two days, and it'll be excruciating. Gregory, don't be so confident, as

Gregory's grip on the baseball bat tightened, the veins on his hands visibly throbbing with

he cracked a cold