When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 490

Greg had a storm cloud hanging over him all day, which was a rare sight.

When she mentioned what Ophelia had said outside the Ford Group’s towering building, Greg couldn’t hide his surprise.

Ophelia claimed she didn’t know Jane?

But checking up on Jane’s background was partly their job.

They knew as much about Jane as Greg himself did, if not more.

Connecting the dots, Greg thought back to the misunderstanding with Jane caused by Lucius’ delayed information.

Was it truly a delay, or was it deliberate?

Ophelia was in charge of that investigation.

Of course, Lucius, or Ophelia, for that matter, had been by his side for over a decade…

Had they grown too comfortable, bold enough to mess with his woman?

Empowering them had apparently led to them taking liberties!

Lucius, growing more convinced of his own suspicions and despite a moment’s hesitation, finally spoke up, albeit reluctantly: “About checking on Ms. Webster, I was unsure about some of the information initially, so I omitted it.”

He had no idea why Greg was bringing this up now but chose to take the fall for Ophelia.

After all, they had history.

And Ophelia, proud as she was, would be ruined if Greg found out she did it on purpose.

They could make countless mistakes, but loyalty was their baseline.

cut to the chase: “Do you

“Greg…”

was shocked, not expecting that his slight

found no words to deny

chilling, but sweat formed on Lucius’ forehead. Before the man everyone called “Mr. George,” he

my fault, I shouldn’t

covered for Ophelia, not

words choked

Ophelia to

be outcast; at worst… Greg had

on the surface, locking eyes with Lucius

He dialed a number.

at SZ Technology picked

Ophelia answer the phone,” instructed Greg in a calm

“Right away, Mr. George.”

came on the line, her voice as neutral as ever, betraying none of the tension, “Greg, what’s

at

“…Okay.”

off in his tone, Ophelia immediately

to the Ford

uneasy, she called

incessantly in his pocket. He glanced at the caller ID, his hand trembling slightly. Under Greg’s watchful eye, he dared

amused, “Hiding something else from me? Put it

“Nothing!”

answered,

to hint at something but was cut off by Ophelia, “Lucius, whatever you’re

Lucius had passed her information to Greg

“Nothing happened to Greg.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“That’s odd…”

grew, “…Where are