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• After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO   Chapter 490

  Chloe let out a bitter laugh. "Someone like me doesn’t deserve love. But I had it once. Now I realize most men are garbage. None of them even come close to Julian..."She broke down crying.I didn’t know how to comfort her.It was obvious she hadn’t been doing well since leaving Julian. Even if she took the money, or used her looks to find another wealthy man, no one had ever cherished her the way Julian did.Maybe that was why she’d thrown herself in front of his car like that—desperate to keep him from leaving.People only realize someone’s worth after they’ve lost them.I left the mourning hall in silence.Once I was home, I gave Ian a call.He sounded swamped. "Miss White, what can I help you with?"I carefully asked, "Can you assign two or three assistants from your team to me?"Ian paused for a second, then replied, "Sure, no problem. Are you looking for personal assistants or business assistants? I manage over a dozen people.""I need three business assistants. I’ll cover their

• After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO   Chapter 489

  All the words I wanted to say stuck in my throat.It took me a long while to find my voice. "Julian, don’t be so reckless. The company is your life’s work. You gave everything to it once—sacrificed even our relationship... “And now you’re saying you want to walk away just like that? Can you really turn your back on everything you’ve built?"Julian let out a bitter laugh. "Yeah. Back then I thought the company was everything. Feelings didn’t matter at all."He looked at me deeply. "Eve, you said it yourself. I used your feelings for me to serve the company. When I look at Moore Group now, all I feel is disgust toward who I used to be."He gave a bleak smile. "And what did I get out of it?"He held out his empty hands.His voice dropped. "I got nothing. I lost the person I loved most."I froze, instinctively taking a step back.I asked, "Julian… are you saying you still love me?"Julian only gave a faint smile, then opened the car door and got in.Facing this version of Julian, so cold

• After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO   Chapter 488

  I wanted to argue, but realized that right now, only Miles could save Moore Group, or at least find someone capable enough to take on the role.I thought for a moment and said, "Everyone, please stay calm. Moore Group wasn’t built in a day, and it won’t collapse in a day either. “We have numerous ongoing projects. As long as we proceed step by step, we can hold out for a while."To my surprise, one of the senior executives shook his head and said, "Miss White, you don’t understand. Since Mr. Moore stopped managing the company, headhunting firms have been spreading rumors. “Quite a few competent managers and executives have already been poached by competitors.""Exactly. If it weren’t for Mr. Richard and a few other veteran shareholders holding things together, the company would’ve collapsed by now.""Of course, Mr. Wynn has also been quietly lending his support. But now that Mr. Richard is gone… the company’s morale is a mess."Amid their scattered voices, I gradually understood that

• After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO   Chapter 487

  After Abby left, I turned to Pierse and said, "Get in touch with your brother quickly. Moore Group can’t function without him."Pierse replied dejectedly, "Even if I try, he’s slow to respond. He doesn’t always check his messages right away."I could only say, "Then tell him it’s me asking for him."His eyes lit up. "That might work."He quickly went to send the message.A while later, Miles had finished up and came to pick me up, while I had the driver send Pierse home.It was late. Both of us in the car looked worn out.I asked, "What happens now that Moore Group doesn’t have anyone at the helm?"Miles frowned. "You might have to go in and take a look. After all, you do hold shares."I let out a sigh.Yes, I had shares—I couldn’t just ignore it. But once I stepped into Moore Group, it would be impossible without Julian.In my exhaustion, a slender, warm hand wrapped around mine.I let out a soft breath and leaned against it. There was no need for words between us in that moment.Ev

• After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO   Chapter 486

  I froze, and so did Miles."I’ll go check," I said quickly.He hesitated for a moment before following me back toward the hospital.Luckily, we hadn’t gone far and was just at the hospital lot, so it only took a few minutes to return.What we saw was chaos.Abby was in a shouting match with several grief-stricken family members. Someone had even grabbed her hair. The entire hallway was in disarray.A few minutes later, security arrived and managed to pull the two sides apart.Abby looked a mess, her clothes rumpled, her face twisted in fury. “Did I say anything wrong? They’re biting the hand that fed them—those shares should be handed over!”Her outrageous words sent Richard’s relatives into a rage.One of the middle-aged women broke past the guards and slapped Abby hard again and again.“Watch your mouth! If it hadn’t been for my father, after everything your son Julian did, this company would’ve gone under!”Abby cried out loudly as the blows landed.I quickly told security to get

• After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO   Chapter 485

  Tristian chuckled. “From what I hear, Julian Moore has already walked away from Moore Group. “With him gone, isn’t the company leaderless? Miss White, you should think about it—Moore Group needs someone to take the reins.”I gave a noncommittal reply. “Alright, I’ll think about it.”Setting down my knife and fork, I offered a polite smile. “Mr. Vaughn, it’s getting late. Thank you for the lovely dinner. I’ll treat you to coffee another time.”With that, I stood up and walked away.Even after covering some distance, I could still feel his eyes on my back.Only when I finally exited the building did I let out a long breath.At last, I’d gotten through that encounter. The weight on my chest lightened a little.Whatever Tristian was plotting, hopefully, he’d quiet down for a few days.Feeling more at ease, I returned home.After a shower, I read for a while and glanced at the clock—it was already 11:30.Miles still wasn’t back?I couldn’t help picking up my phone.Just as I dialed, Ian