Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 416

Bianca called Briony's name a few times, but got no response. Setting the bowl of noodles on the table, she crossed the room and gently tapped Briony's shoulder. "Ma'am?"

But Briony was still out cold, deep in an unresponsive sleep.

Something felt wrong. Bianca reached out and touched Briony's forehead-her skin was burning hot.

Carl had just stepped out of The Wentworth Group building when he spotted Cedric Clarke's car parked down the street.

He froze, then instinctively spun on his heel, ready to bolt.

"Carl, don't you dare run!"

Cedric's furious shout rang out as he strode over and blocked Carl's path.

Carl glanced around, looking uncomfortable. "Mr. Clarke, I really don't know where Mr. Wentworth is."

"You're his most trusted assistant. There's no way you don't know where he went!"

a weary laugh. "Really, I don't

hold of Briony, and Mr. Delaney and the others are starting to realize something's wrong. It's

this time, I swear I'm not hiding anything.

stared at him, as if trying to see through

face was etched with anxiety. "I'm worried too, honestly. Mr. Wentworth still hasn't fully

a hand through his hair

all that snake Rosita's fault!" he spat. "Who

since, Stewart had been quietly taking medication and attending

psychiatrist had always said Randolph's death was

had met

net.

truth about Irwin's parentage coming to light-Rosita had deceived them all. Irwin wasn't

spot, blood spilling from his mouth, and had to be rushed to

Ottilie Crowning Night, Stewart was in critical

a week in the ICU, unconscious, with the doctors saying

idea what Garry did-only that shortly

to