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''sugh, 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 ce in Gregory''s heart was unshakable.


    Gregory could endure personal nder, but not against Jane.


    After Ophelia left the office, Lucius remained on his knees, "Greg, thank you!"


    "Thanking me?"


    Gregory smirked, "You''re not resenting me for sending your beloved to Scandinavia?"


    Lucius''s greatest virtue was his ability to see the bigger picture. He shook his head, "I know... you''ve actually spared her dignity..."


    He had braced himself for Ophelia''s outright dismissal.


    Being sent to Scandinavia but still being considered part of SZ Technology, one of Gregory''s people, was a mercy.


    Gregory didn''t deny it. "Aren''t you leaving?"


    "Leaving?"


    Lucius was confused. Gregory had punished Ophelia, not him.


    Gregory fixed him with a stare, "Let this be thest time, or don''t wait for me to speak, just leave."


    "Yes, thank you, Greg!"


    Lucius scrambled up, his eyes filled with gratitude, "You have my word, I won''t betray your trust again." Gregory waved him off, "Get out."


    Lucius hurried after Ophelia.


    Catching up to her just as she was about to drive off, Lucius stopped her, "Ophelia, I need to speak with you." Ophelia turned away, wiping her tears, "If you''re here to say ''I told you so'', save it."


    "It''s not that."


    Lucius leaned in, looking through the car window, "Ophelia, I won''t be with anyone else. I''ll wait for your return.”


    Returning to Gregory''s side was now


    impossible. But proving her worthw could facilitate a return. Contes


    from afar, without further s


    Ophelia scoffed, "Wait for me to return? If you truly cared, you''de to Scandinavia."


    Lucius frowned, "Greg needs me here."N?velDrama.Org ? 2024.


    ...


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


    Alone, I headed upstairs, only to find ady waiting by my door, bags full of groceries in her arms.


    She hurried forward, "You must be Ms. Webster?"


    "Yes, that''s me."


    I was puzzled, "And you are?"


    "I''m Zoe, sent by Mr. Ford to take care of you."


    Zoe seemed cheerful and friendly, perhaps sensing my hesitation, she added, "Don''t worry, I won''t be a bother. Just here to prepare meals clean up."


    app


    Zoe smiled and said, "Greg cares about you. When he called me, his voice didn''t sound normal.


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


    Realizing Gregory had sent her, I let her in, "Please,e inside. I''ll get your fingerprint set up for easy ess."


    Zoe wasted no time, efficiently taking over the kitchen.


    After a shower to rid the summer heat, I called Gregory, who answered promptly with a hint of warmth, "Hello?" His tone alone lifted my spirits, "Mr. Ford, thank you."


    "For what?"


    "For Zoe."


    "Really thankful?"


    Iughed, "Do I seem insincere?"


    He teased, "Show your gratitude by opening the door for me."


    "Huh?"


    Surprised, I dropped my skincare routine to find him leaning casually against the hallway wall.


    He quirked an eyebrow, "All cleaned up?"


    "Yes."


    I took his hand, "Why the sudden need to have Zoe look after me?"


    He nced at me, "I can''t stand it."


    "Can''t stand what?"


    Gregory sighed, pulling me close, “Can''t stand seeing you so considerate. It pains me."


    I looked up at him, "Pains you?"


    "This pains me."


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    He ced my hand over his heart, his voice deepening, "Jane, I your tenderness or e


    t love me, that''s all et


    "The rest is on me."