Lahat ng Kabanata ng Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back: Kabanata 291 - Kabanata 300

Liesel's gaze flicked toward Jacob, who was standing close by, and a sneer curled on her lips. "You said you're not okay with this? Well, now you understand. You don't even deserve to feel that way."Liesel turned on her heel. She was ready to leave. Her gaze swept across the room, landing on Denzel, Alex, and the others.Alex leaned lazily against the wall. He'd had a drink but hadn't overindulged. His suit jacket was slung casually over one shoulder, and his rolled-up shirt sleeves revealed his well-defined forearms.His messy bangs didn't quite hide the sharp gleam in his eyes. His lips curved in a faint smirk as his gaze flicked briefly over Liesel.They were far too familiar with each other for formalities. He merely raised a brow in acknowledgment before shifting his attention to Natalie. He let out a mocking chuckle as he did.Denzel was still dressed in his usual suit, though without the jacket. In just a simple shirt and tailored trousers, he exuded a clean and composed d

Drew and Tobey's assistant, Kellan Valencia, were both speechless.During the Woolhope negotiations, Drew had represented Ford Corporation, while Kellan was there for Lark Corporation.In the end, the two sides tore each other apart so badly that a small foreign startup swooped in and stole the deal. What should've been a promising collaboration ended in disaster, with a third party reaping all the benefits.This incident barely made waves domestically, and few knew about it.Drew and Kellan turned into sworn enemies because of that negotiation, each blaming the other entirely.How could they be a team? There was zero chemistry!"Charles, you and Brodie must share some kind of cosmic bond, don't you think? You two should reminisce about last year's bid for the Crullfeld land," Liesel continued."After all, you fought tooth and nail, prepared all those project proposals, only for the whole thing to get shut down because of a historic artifact discovery. I mean, how often does tha

With a strained chuckle, Brodie responded, "Well then, I wish you the same kind of good luck as today."Meanwhile, Drew and Kellan were slightly better. Though they didn't meet each other's gaze, at least there wasn't any biting hostility. It was just a normal conversation between two people."Is Ms. Sharp really this terrifying when she goes off?" Kellan, who hadn't had any direct dealings with Liesel, genuinely didn't know her well, which was why he asked such a naive question.Drew pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation."The Iron Triangle of Ford Corporation is also known as LCD—Liesel, Charles, and me. Do you think the order is based on age or capability? Oh no, it's ranked by how insane we are."Drew's lips twitched with a dry smile."Lili outranks Charles. This is Charles we're talking about. That scheming, smirking fox with those sinister eyes. The man who could flood Ashthorne with his dark schemes. He's basically a schemer of the same level as Brodie. And Lili's

Elijah chuckled and cleared his throat. "Yeah, it really does look like that."Even now, Liesel couldn't resist throwing a little jab at Charles and Brodie. Her sense of revenge was really strong.The last few curious onlookers had already left. Liesel stood there, and her gaze never once fell on Jacob. She completely ignored him from the beginning.However, Jacob's eyes stayed fixed on her. As he watched her trying her best to keep her distance, his eyes burned. He clenched his fists.If he really wanted to, he could step forward in front of everyone and reach out to grab her hand again.But he didn't. His eyes were full of pain as he silently watched her walk farther and farther away from him.His throat ached, but his eyes never left her.When Liesel and Elijah finally left, Jacob looked down. His dark eyes glinted with coldness.Denzel wanted to say something, but the words stuck in his throat.Who was to blame for how things had turned out between Liesel and Jacob?Denze

The chicken soup that Liesel prepared in the past had always been sweet.Jacob lowered his gaze at the peppercorns in the bowl but still drank all of the soup. The sharp, spicy flavor burned down his throat, intensifying his headache.Isobel heard the sound and hurried out. "Do you need me, Mr. Ford?"When Jacob glanced up, he felt that the figure before him should have been someone else—someone slender, yet exuding a unique strength.He clenched his fist, but his expression remained indifferent. "No, go do your things."Isobel let out a soft, "Okay," but still turned back to look at him with concern. Only when she saw that Jacob truly had no orders did she begin to leave.Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Isobel opened the door and saw Natalie.Isobel remembered Natalie. Before she could say a word, Natalie had already pushed past her and rushed in."Jake, you drank so much just now. Are you okay? Do you need anything? You haven't even changed your clothes yet. Let me help you chan