When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 578

“Get your ass back here!”

She yelled, then immediately feared attracting the attention of reporters and quickly slammed the door shut.

Recalling her assistant’s words, she dug through the chaos to find her phone.

The top trending news had changed – Bella denies Summer’s lineage.

Summer felt her strength leave her. At that moment, unable to focus on anything else, she instinctively dialed Mark’s number…

The call went unanswered until the cold, mechanical voice of the voicemail greeted her.

Summer, relentless, dialed again and again.

But each time, no answer, just the automatic hang–up.

“Argh!!!” Summer screamed in frustration and despair, and in a fit of rage, she threw her phone against the wall, shattering its screen.

This time, it wasn’t that Mark didn’t want to answer; he simply couldn’t.

though the phone was right in front of

couch as if he owned the place, legs casually propped up, showing none of the respect due to a host’s

only sit on

in no hurry, leisurely sipping his coffee, holding the most significant

determined to win

was also taking his time. He picked up the coffee pot and poured himself a cup, fighting the urge to throw the hot liquid in Mark’s face. Instead, their

tension

Lucius approached,

team had searched everywhere, sparing no nook or cranny, and even employed devices for a thorough check, yet they

had already searched everywhere he had been, his company, and every

“Nothing.”

1/2

15:14

fury flashed

too forcefully, causing it to crack. Lucius subtly moved aside,

thin, especially in the presence of someone who troubled him and harbored intentions towards his

bat, weighing it in his hand as

never find the antidote. I might as well tell you, your acupuncture might seem to have delayed the poison, but it hasn’t suppressed it. It’s almost fully integrated into her bloodstream by now. It’ll act within two days, and it’ll be excruciating. Gregory, don’t be so confident, as if everything is under your control. You don’t even know where

Gregory’s grip on the baseball bat tightened, the veins

as ice that hasn’t melted in a thousand years, “And what makes you so confident,