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.

to the chase: “Do you know why, despite knowing you had feelings for Ophelia, I let you

“Greg…”

not expecting that his slight

found no words to

forehead. Before the man everyone called

fault, I

have covered for Ophelia, not

words choked in

would throw Ophelia to the

she’d be outcast; at worst…

leaning against his desk, absentmindedly tapped his fingers on the surface, locking eyes with Lucius for a

He dialed a number.

reception at SZ Technology picked

the phone,” instructed Greg in a calm

“Right away, Mr. George.”

voice as neutral as ever, betraying none of

need you at

“…Okay.”

in his tone, Ophelia immediately

made her way to the Ford Group, her mind was

still uneasy, she called Lucius hoping for

the caller ID, his hand trembling slightly. Under Greg’s watchful eye,

something else from

“Nothing!”

reluctantly answered, “Hey,

hint at something but was cut off by Ophelia, “Lucius, whatever

tone was far from pleasant; since Lucius had passed her information to Greg then turned his back on her, she had been harboring

“Nothing happened to Greg.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“That’s odd…”

grew, “…Where are