The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 231

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As the sticky beer trickled down from his head, Cyrus instinctively reached up to wipe it off, then immediately looked up in dismay.

There stood Judson at the open window.

Their eyes met, and Judson glared down at him, his face cold and full of scorn and anger. It was as if he was silently laughing at Cyrus for overstepping his bounds.

Cyrus' temper flared, his fists clenching tightly. Fine, just fine! This was a slight he wouldn't forget. "Mr. Gordon, let's get you to the car. You wouldn't want Mrs. Gordon to see you like this..." Caleb suggested, his voice shaking.

Cyrus certainly didn't want that. He turned, opened the car door, and slammed it shut behind him. Though his face was hidden, the fire in his dark eyes was almost visible, and the temperature in the car seemed to drop several degrees.

Caleb shrank back, too scared to speak. It wasn't just Michael who was bold; Judson was just as audacious.

Memory or no memory, Judson never showed Cyrus any respect.

Just then, Cyrus' phone rang, and he answered it coldly, "Speak."

A shaky voice came through the line, "Mr. Gordon, bad news! Someone exposed The Gordon Group for embezzlement, and even the VP has been detained. You need to come back right away..."

Cyrus' eyes widened in shock and he asked, "What did you say?"

too frightened to

flashed in

he quickly regained his composure. His sharp gaze

sir," Caleb responded

a simmering rage. Did Baldrick really think

him dirt on

you in Ardenweald right now. I can help you get out of there and back on top, but you need to do

weary and desperate, "Mr.

want dirt

the sight of Cyrus in such a disheveled state couldn't help but bring a smile to Judson's

should have seen how pathetic Cyrus looked,"

at Judson's amused

time to head home," Judson said, winking. "It's getting

With the hectic schedule recently, an early night was exactly what she needed

following morning

Ramona, and you're not taking me?" Judson asked

wherever you go, I

woman, and

a special interest group. wouldn't be appropriate for you to be there," Nancy

ty.

opened his mouth to argue, but Nancy cut him off, "It's just me and Ramona. What could possibly