Chapter 277

We were on the cusp of securing that office space, just waiting for the investment from RF to come through.

Mark seemed taken aback when he heard I’d managed to rent an office despite the Myers family’s decree banning me from doing so in RiverCity. “You found one?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Seems like the landlord’s based overseas. Probably doesn’t care much about the Myers family. After all, out of sight, out of mind.”

“That’s a relief.”

Mark carefully dabbed antiseptic on my wounds, his voice full of worry, “This must hurt, right?”

“It’s bearable.”

I gritted through the pain, reminding myself over and over: No more being soft–hearted from now on.

This world has always been about the survival of the fittest, no good deed goes unpunished..

The next morning, Christine showed up at my place bright and early.

She burst through the door, surprised to find me already up. “Weren’t you injured? Why not rest a bit more?”

I set aside the fashion magazine, I was flipping through. “Did Mark tell you?”

he texted me

table, annoyed with herself, “Sorry, I went out drinking

not in

the judge of

to toe, her eyes reddening with anger, “And you call this ‘not in bad shape‘? What would you consider serious,

“Chris, she’s not leaving RiverCity anytime

going to face her!” Christine didn’t even hear the rest of my words,

“What good will that do? Beat her up and then what?

do then?! Just let you

down, “I’ll go down with her, how about

be in

with her the promise I’d wrung out

calm down a

asked, “Did you hear what I

afraid of dragging her into

on Janedream because of Dorothy,

way.”

pondered for

way, we’d just have to play it by

had marketing experience, I had my design skills. We were almost ready to get the company off the ground, just waiting on RF’s funding to move

go of her

nap, Christine looked even more troubled than when she had

me, she clumsily tried to hide her tablet,

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