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

"Who gave you the confidence to think you could compete with Nancy?" Judson's sharp gaze suddenly focused on Malcolm's face.

"Malcolm, my patience is limited. I'll count to ten, and if you haven't made a choice, I'll make it for you. Rest assured, the man I pick for you will be even less desirable than John."

Malcolm clenched his fists tightly, his face a mask of frustration.

Judson began counting slowly, his voice echoing through the living room with icy authority. "One, two..."

Even Lilly, who had been trying to remain calm, was now panicking. Her eyes welled up with tears as she turned to Hank. "Hank, are you really going to let Judson drive Malcolm to ruin?"

"There's no choice, Lilly. Malcolm, like The Grey Group, can't tell what's important," Hank replied sharply. "If he hadn't provoked Judson, none of this would be happening."

Lilly's face contorted with anger. "Hank, how can you let Judson do this to Malcolm "

Judson cut her off with a sinister edge in his voice. "Eight, nine..."

As the final number was about to leave his lips, Malcolm, who had been silent, spoke up with a cold expression. "I'll go to New York."

Lilly's eyes widened in disbelief. "Malcolm-"

no more. Do you want me to lose everything,

wanted to argue, but Malcolm's sharp words stung. "Of course not, but going to

Exile.

unspoken, Malcolm knew

mocking gaze with a steely stare. "Judson, you've won this round,

now get out," Judson said

further, but

Hank's amused, detached

"Pack my bags and arrange for the doctor to perform

"Malcolm. Lilly began, but

Malcolme

Hank's unyielding demeanor left her

but to

but it was still uncertain

to Malcolm's crew. "What are you

entourage quickly moved to