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Faced with Gregory's questioning gaze, Anathea pressed her lips together.Was she still afraid of him?Of course.Her silence already gave Gregory the answer.His brows furrowed even deeper as he pressed on, "Why are you afraid of me?"Anathea was silent for a while before letting out a breath. "Because you have no empathy."Actually, "heartless" was what she wanted to say.She'd originally planned to act as though she hadn't seen anything, but Gregory's indifference and the way he used violence without hesitation made it impossible for her to ignore it.How could anyone not be afraid of a man like that? How could anyone not want to avoid him?Even though she said it tactfully, Gregory still understood and scoffed lightly. "You feel sorry for Michael?""I'm just speaking based on the facts," Anathea answered calmly.Sometimes she wondered how someone as ruthless as Gregory had won the unwavering loyalty of everyone at Sinclair Group."So, in your eyes, I'm just someone who

The cream cake on the table had already started to melt, and the carefully prepared dishes had gone cold.Three hours earlier, Gregory had called and said he had urgent business. He asked her to wait for him because he would be back in an hour.He'd never called to check in before. This was the first time.Anathea had believed him, so she waited. She'd even made another dish—white wine mussels, Gregory's favorite.However, another hour had passed, then another, and another, and he still hadn't come back."Mom, why is Dad not here yet?" Xander asked, yawning.Anathea didn't answer.It was obvious—he'd broken his promise."Can we call Dad and ask where he is?" Xander blinked and looked up at her.Anathea hesitated, but Xander had already picked up her phone and handed it to her.If it were a day earlier, Anathea definitely wouldn't have called. After all, she didn't care whether Gregory came home or not. But now, under Xander's expectant gaze, she took the phone.The call rang

As soon as Gregory finished speaking, the already cold room grew even colder.Everyone standing around wished they could sink into a hole. They didn't even dare to make a sound.Adrian, who'd rushed over after being informed by a staff member, stepped out from the crowd. "What happened?" he asked, breaking the silence."Someone picked up Mr. Sinclair's phone by mistake and accidentally answered a call from Mrs. Sinclair. It shouldn't be a big deal, right?" said a CEO from a certain company."Who knew Mr. Sinclair would react so strongly—"Gregory slammed the glass in his hand onto the table, startling the CEO into instantly shutting up, not daring to say another word.The other senior executives who'd come to discuss business looked at each other, full of confusion. None of them could figure out why Gregory was so angry.Facing their puzzled gazes, Gregory kept a stony expression as he picked up his phone, pulling up the call from earlier. He'd set his phone calls to be automati

Mackenzie's face turned purple, her eyes rolled back, and an intense sense of suffocation overwhelmed her.She tried to struggle, but it was completely useless against absolute strength.The people around her were so frightened they all took a step back, yet no one dared to speak up for her.Even the company executives were shocked by Gregory's sudden action. They'd thought he was just throwing a bit of a tantrum—no one expected him to go this far!"You told my wife I was tired of her and wanted to eat you instead? Who do you think you are?" Gregory bellowed. The sheer force of his voice made everyone around him feel weak in the knees.Mackenzie couldn't utter a word. She felt as though her throat was going to be crushed. All she could manage were some broken, choking noises as she struggled helplessly.Just as Gregory looked like he was ready to strangle Mackenzie to death, Adrian stepped in and pressed down on Gregory's arm. "Greg, don't take someone's life."Gregory acted as

Even Samantha knew how passionately Anathea had once loved someone."I think his name was Gregory something… Gregory Sinclair? Was that it?" Samantha asked with a smile."He was three years your senior, right? You even showed me a photo. He really stood out in a group of students—tall and handsome. I have to say, you have great taste, Thea."Anathea smiled faintly, not expecting Samantha to remember something from so long ago so clearly. "You have an amazing memory, Mrs. Hale.""You and Hannah used to be regulars here. Of course I remember!" Samantha laughed heartily."Oh, right. You used to write a bunch of stuff on sticky notes and stick them on the wall."She pointed to a wall across from them, covered in densely packed sticky notes left by past customers. "But the ones you two wrote were from so long ago—they fell off. I gathered them in a box and put them in the storage room. Hold on, I'll go look for it.""Mrs. Hale, there's no need to go through the trouble. It's been so