When Love Breaks by Jack

In the exclusive lounge of the RiverCity Clubhouse, the atmosphere was lively.

The man seated at the head of the table, dressed in a tailor-made suit, had an expression so neutral it was impossible to gauge his mood. Yet, even without uttering a single word, his aura of authority was enough to dominate the room.

Sitting to his right, a man raised his glass. “Mr. Ferguson, we’re fully committed to this project. Whatever RF needs, consider it done.”

Profit was a secondary concern. The primary goal was to forge a connection with the RF Group. In RiverCity, hitching your wagon to RF’s star was a dream many shared. Starting with a collaborative project seemed like a good way to show sincerity, with the details to be figured out later. However, it appeared that such gestures of goodwill no longer impressed RF.

Bryant glanced at his watch, then stood up nonchalantly. “If there’s nothing innovative on the table, we’ll wait for the Marketing Department’s feedback.” Technically, Bryant didn’t need to attend this low-level networking event. He was actually next door, catching up with his childhood friends, when York Carlson roped him into this.

which was the only reason York, and by extension, Bryant, had even shown up. York was here as a favor to his cousin, who had sung Alaric’s praises. York had expected something impressive, not the lackluster presentation that was laid out before them. Scanning the room, York realized that even an intern at RF could

thinning, but he kept his response mild. “It’s up to Mr. Ferguson. We’ll wait for the news.” Bryant, disinterested in the proceedings, had already made

“Mr. Ferguson…”

on Mrs. Ferguson in Vista Town. So any unusual

news.

on her end?” The “her” in question was

way, yes.” From the perspective of their boss, it was certainly trouble. Bryant’s face tensed up, and he quickly headed towards the

when Jane had a car accident and ended up in the lake, Bryant was beside himself with worry, searching the waters day and night. Back then, no one could talk him down, not even

“Mrs. Ferguson…” He corrected himself quickly, “Ms. Webster, has been seen with

Ferguson, now Ms. Webster, was even seen leaning into