When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 491

But Ophelia wasn’t one to be physically outmatched easily. With a swift movement, she broke free from his grasp, her eyes locking with Gregory’s. “Greg, I’ve been by your side for years. If not for merit, at least for hard work, right? Just because of a few words, you’re willing to null everything?” Tears welled up in her eyes, unbidden.

Unfortunately for her, Gregory wasn’t known for his soft heart towards women. His lips curled into a cold, daunting smile. “If I truly wanted to erase everything, would you still be standing here, talking to me?”

Lucius, witnessing the exchange, sensed a dangerous undercurrent in Gregory’s demeanor.

But before he could react, Ophelia, on the verge of breaking down, spoke again: “So, it’s really just because of those few words I talked to Ms. Webster?”

“Think you said too little?”

Gregory’s laugh, though brief, sent shivers down the spine.

Ophelia got the message loud and clear.

Regret washed over her.

She couldn’t bear to meet Gregory’s icy gaze any longer. With trembling fingers, she earnestly agreed, “I’ll follow your instructions, head to Scandinavia.”

She had overestimated her importance.

Believing her long service at Gregory’s side set her apart from other women, she even dared to vie with Jane for attention.

A grave mistake.

Merely withholding information and speaking ill of Jane was enough for Gregory to unleash his wrath…

Lucius begged for forgiveness on his knees, while she was sent off to Scandinavia.

It was a harsh truth to swallow – Jane’s place in Gregory’s heart was unshakable.

Gregory could endure personal slander, but not against Jane.

the office, Lucius remained on his knees, “Greg,

“Thanking me?”

not resenting me

bigger picture. He shook

himself for Ophelia’s

of SZ Technology, one of Gregory’s people,

it. “Aren’t

“Leaving?”

Gregory had punished

fixed him with a stare, “Let this be the last time, or

“Yes, thank you, Greg!”

have my word, I won’t betray

Lucius hurried after Ophelia.

stopped her, “Ophelia, I need to speak with you.” Ophelia turned away, wiping her tears, “If you’re here to say

“It’s not that.”

looking through the car window, “Ophelia, I won’t be with anyone else.

her worth from a

return? If you truly cared, you’d

frowned, “Greg needs me

had a dinner meeting with clients and dropped me off at my

find a lady waiting by my door, bags full of groceries in

“You must

“Yes, that’s me.”

puzzled,

by Mr. Ford to

added, “Don’t worry, I won’t be a bother. Just here

cares about you. When

could be heard that Zoe had been in the Ford family for many years and was very familiar with Gregory’s

sent her, I let her in, “Please, come inside. I’ll get your fingerprint set up for easy

no time, efficiently taking over the