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CHAPTER 277

    <b>Chapter 277</b>


    <b>We were </b>on the cusp of securing that office space, just waiting for the investment from RF toe through.


    <b>Mark </b><b>seemed </b>taken aback when he heard I’d managed to rent an office despite the Myers family’s decree banning me from <b>doing </b>so <b>in </b>RiverCity. “You found one?”


    <b>“</b>Yeah,” <b>I </b><b>nodded</b>. “Seems like thendlord’s based overseas. Probably doesn’t <b>care </b>much about the Myers family. After <b>all</b><b>, </b><b>out </b><b>of </b><b>sight</b>, out <b>of </b>mind<b>.</b><b>”</b>


    <b>“</b>That’s a <b>relief</b><b>.</b>”


    Mark carefully dabbed antiseptic on my wounds, his voice full of worry<b>, </b>“This must hurt<b>, </b>right?”


    <b>“</b>It’s bearable.”


    <b>I </b>gritted through the pain, reminding myself over and over: No more being soft–hearted from now on.


    This world has always been about the survival of the fittest, no good deed goes unpunished..


    The next morning, Christine showed up at my ce bright and <b>early</b>.


    She burst <b>through </b>the door<b>, </b>surprised <b>to </b>find me already up. “Weren’t you injured? Why not rest a bit more?<b>”</b>


    I set aside the fashion magazine, I was flipping through. “Did Mark tell you?”


    “Yeah, he texted mest night.”


    Christine dumped a bunch of groceries on the dining table, annoyed with herself, “Sorry, I went out drinkingst night and only saw the message this morning.”


    <b>“</b><b>It’s </b>fine, I’m not in bad shape.”


    “Let me be the judge of that.”


    She marched over, lifting my shirt to inspect the damage from head to toe, her eyes reddening with anger<b>, </b><b>“</b><b>And </b>you <b>call </b>this ‘<b>not </b>in <b>bad </b>shape‘? What would you consider serious, then? Who the hell did this<b>?</b><b>”</b>


    “Dorothy.” I gingerly touched my wrist, still sore, and ruffled her hair, “Chris, she’s not leaving RiverCity anytime soon. Our journey in setting up ourpany is going to be tough.”


    “I’m going to face her!” Christine didn’t even hear the rest of my words, ready to storm off.


    <b>I </b>stopped her, “What good will that do? Beat her up and then what? Either of us end up in a worse situation<b>?</b><b>”</b>


    “What should <b>I </b>do then?! Just let you suffer in vain?”


    Christine was always ready to throw down, “I’ll go down with her, how about that?”


    <b>“</b>It won’t be in vain.”


    I shared with her <b>the </b>promise I’d wrung out of Jarrod.


    Only then did she calm down a bit, looking at me skeptically, “Really?”


    “Really,” I assured her, then asked, “Did you hear what I said earlier?”


    I was afraid of dragging her into this.


    But she brushed off the concern, “<b>Would </b>you give up <b>on </b>Janedream because of Dorothy, a piece of <b>trash</b><b>? </b>If <b>not</b>, then I’m <b>with </b>you all the


    way.”


    I pondered for a <b>moment</b><b>, </b>“Okay<b>.</b>”Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    Should anything elsee our way, <b>we’d just </b><b>have </b>to y it by ear.


    Christine had marketing experience, I had my design skills. We were almost ready to get thepany off the <b>ground</b><b>, </b><b>just </b>waiting <b>on </b>RF’s funding to move forward.


    So, Christine let go of her n for retaliation.


    When I woke up from my nap, Christine looked even more troubled than when she had seen my injuries in the morning.


    <b>Seeing </b><b>me</b><b>, </b>she clumsily tried to hide her <b>tablet</b>, “Oh<b>, </b>you’re awake<b>?</b><b>”</b>


    “Let me see.” I approached, reaching out <b>for </b>the tablet.


    Christine knew she couldn’t keep it from me in the age of the <b>inte</b>. Reluctantly, she unlocked <b>it </b>and handed <b>it </b>over.


    1/2


    The <b>headline </b><b>hit </b>me like a truck.


    <b>“</b><b>Ferguson </b><b>and </b>Myers <b>Families </b>Announce Nuptial n!”


    Both <b>families </b>were local dynasties, well–known in themunity. The news had just broken and was already trending.


    I <b>felt </b>like I had a <b>sponge </b>lodged in my throat but tried to y it off, “Is this what you’re upset about<b>?</b><b>”</b>


    I had <b>suspected </b>something like this would happen when Bryant chose Dorothyst night.


    I just <b>didn’t </b>expect it toe so fast.


    <b>“</b><b>Is </b>this <b>it</b><b>?</b><b>”</b>


    Christine paused, seeing through my facade. After a moment’s hesitation, she looked at me earnestly, a rarity <b>for </b>her, <b>“</b>Jane, when I broke up with Steven, I learned something… something I’ve been afraid to tell you.”


    “What is it<b>?</b><b>”</b>


    “About your feelings for Bryant, all these <b>years</b>.”


    Christine looked down, “I was always worried you couldn’t handle it. But knowing what we know now, maybe it’s better to have told you sooner.”
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