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.

Lucius remained

“Thanking me?”

me for

greatest virtue was his ability to see the bigger picture. He shook his head,

braced himself for Ophelia’s

to Scandinavia but still being considered part of SZ Technology, one

deny it.

“Leaving?”

Gregory had

be the last

“Yes, thank you, Greg!”

word, I won’t betray your trust again.” Gregory waved

Lucius hurried after Ophelia.

to speak with you.” Ophelia turned away, wiping her

“It’s not that.”

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

was impossible. But proving her worth from a far, without further slip-up, could

to return? If you truly cared, you’d come to

frowned, “Greg needs

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

headed upstairs, only to find a lady waiting by my door, bags full of groceries in her

“You must

“Yes, that’s me.”

puzzled, “And you

sent by Mr. Ford to

perhaps sensing my hesitation, she added, “Don’t worry, I won’t be a bother. Just here to prepare meals and

When he called me, his voice didn’t

the Ford family for many years and was very familiar with Gregory’s

in, “Please, come inside. I’ll get your

wasted no time, efficiently taking