All Chapters of Driven Crazy by Regret After Getting Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

"Congratulations, Miss Lowe! With a bid of $500,000, you've won the painting titled 'Distant Mountains' by the young artist, Elias Xane!"Applause filled the room as camera flashes focused on the elegant, cool-tempered woman seated in the front row.Jasmine Lowe rose to her feet and personally handed the painting to Lionel Shaw, who sat beside her.Lionel's eyes lit up with a bright smile. "Jasmine, thank you. I can't believe you actually bought it for me just because I casually mentioned I liked it!"Jasmine looked at him. There was a rare hint of indulgent affection in her eyes. "As long as you like it, I'm happy."They looked perfect together, a match made in heaven.People around them whispered among themselves, watching the pair with envy.No one noticed me in the corner, wearing a pair of jeans faded almost to white from going through too many washes.When I could not reach Jasmine earlier, I tried to comfort myself, telling myself that perhaps she was just too busy.She

Chapter 2

Jasmine's cold words pierced into my ears, shattering my heart into pieces.I lifted my head to meet her bottomless, piercing gaze.There was no pity nor remorse.Of course, I had forgotten.In her eyes, I was just a man willing to do anything for money.Back when my mother's company faced its first crisis, everyone said I was only with her to chase the Lowe family's wealth and status.Now that my family was bankrupt, asking her for money only confirmed their suspicions.I did not care what the outside world thought, as long as Jasmine understood me.However, she did not.Her dislike for me went far deeper than that.I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced a smile. "Yes, I'm short on money. What else? Did you think I came here just to experience life, Miss Lowe?"Are you that forgetful, Miss Lowe? Have you already forgotten I came to ask for a loan to keep my company afloat?"My words cut her.Her brows knitted instantly, and she put on a mocking smirk."Sebastian, y

Chapter 3

Of course I dared.When a person was pushed to the edge, there was nothing left to fear.Clutching Miss Zabel's greasy, $350,000 check, I rushed straight to the meeting spot.A few rough-looking men surrounded my mother, cursing and spitting as they stood over her.My mother was curled up in the corner. This woman, who was once so proud and confident, now had streaks of gray in her hair and a face hollowed by exhaustion.When she saw me, a flicker of light appeared in her cloudy eyes. "Sebastian, why did you come here? Run! It's dangerous here!""Mom, I came to pay back the money."I handed the check to the scar-faced man leading the group. My voice trembled slightly from fear."Here's $350,000. Please give me a few more days for the remaining $150,000."The scar-faced man spat and sneered. His eyes were full of contempt."A few days? Do you think we run a charity? Three days was the agreement. If you're even a second late, your mom's leg will stay here even after you head ho

Chapter 4

That very night, I moved away with my mother. We changed our phone numbers, and I found a job working as a waiter at a small cafe.There were not many customers that afternoon. I was behind the counter, polishing cups.The wind chime at the door suddenly rang. Out of habit, I looked up and said, "Welcome."The moment I saw who it was, the cup slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor.Jasmine stood at the entrance with Lionel behind her.She was dressed in an expensive custom suit, while I wore a cheap work uniform stained with coffee.Between us stretched an invisible gulf, impossible to cross.Her gaze swept over the name tag on my chest, and she put on a mocking smirk."Sebastian, I thought you might have amounted to something. It turns out that after leaving me, all you can do is serve drinks in a place like this."Lionel held her arm, looking at me with a heartbroken expression."Sebastian, why are you working here? It must be so exhausting. Jasmine, maybe you coul

Chapter 5

At that moment, I gave up struggling.I closed my eyes and let my tears of humiliation fall as the skin on my arm was torn open, turning into a bloody mess.Jasmine had always hated me, hated me enough to wish I were dead.…I walked into a pharmacy and bought some gauze, wrapping the wound on my arm myself.As I dragged my exhausted body home, I found my mother carefully wiping down an old sewing machine."Mom, what are you doing?" I walked over. My voice was slightly hoarse.She looked up, forcing a smile onto her wrinkled face. "Sebastian, you're back. Look, I fixed this old treasure!"I was thinking we could set up a stall at the night market, mending clothes and doing some alterations. We should be able to earn a little money."Seeing the hope rekindled in her eyes made my heart ache as if it were being pricked with needles.I did not want her to know I had just been fired. I did not want her worrying about me anymore.I nodded and forced a smile. "Sure, Mom. Your skill

Chapter 6

After hanging up the phone, I turned sharply to Jasmine.My voice trembled as I spoke. "Jasmine, did you have someone smash the stall my mom set up?"I know you're still angry at me."I looked up and clearly saw the way her eyes shifted away.At that moment, time seemed to rewind to that rainy night ten years ago.Back then, I was just a carefree teenager.My biggest worry was figuring out how to hide my awkward crush on Jasmine.She was the older sister of my best friend, Jayden.On my eighteenth birthday, we skipped school and went to a bar…That day became the nightmare that would haunt me for the rest of my life.Jayden saw a group of thugs trying to assault a girl. Being the righteous person he always was, he stepped in to stop them.I could not remember clearly what happened after that.All I remembered were the girl's screams, the sounds of struggling, and the dull thud of a knife plunging into flesh…Jayden died that day.Everyone blamed me. I had been there when

Chapter 7

By the time I reached the night market, the place was already in ruins.The small stall my mother had spent days setting up had been smashed to pieces.The old sewing machine my father left behind had been reduced to a pile of scrap metal.My mother sat collapsed on the ground, completely lifeless.I rushed over and dropped to my knees beside her, trying to help her up, but she clutched the broken parts tightly, refusing to let go."Sebastian… It's gone… It's all gone… Even the last thing your father left us…"Tears streamed down her wrinkled face. Her voice was hoarse.My heart felt like it had been torn open and was bleeding.I lifted my head. My gaze cut through the crowd until it landed on Jasmine, who was standing not far away.She was still holding that black umbrella. Rain soaked the hem of her pants, but she did not seem to notice.She just stood there, quietly watching us.There was no expression on her face, but her eyes were filled with so many mixed emotions that

Chapter 8

In the hospital, my mother was finally stabilized after a tense round of emergency treatment.The doctor said her collapse had been triggered by extreme stress combined with malnutrition, and that she needed proper rest to recover.I stayed by her bedside, staring at her worn, exhausted face. I did not sleep all night.In the morning, Audrey walked in with breakfast prepared.“Mr. Moore, you should eat something.” She placed the food on the bedside table.“Thanks.” I took it, but I had no appetite.I looked at her and finally asked the question that had been nagging at me, “Miss Swanson, we’ve never met. Why are you helping me?”She was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, “I have a grudge against the Lowe family.”It turned out her father had once been Jasmine’s mother's business partner. Together, they had built the precursor to the Lowe Corporation from scratch.One day, Jasmine’s mother betrayed him, scheming to take the company for herself.She not only had her fat

Chapter 9

With Audrey's help, we tracked down one of the judges from the national college design competition, a retired professor.At first, he was reluctant to see us.However, once Audrey presented evidence of the Lowe family suppressing rivals and promised to ensure his safety, he finally relented.The professor confirmed that 'Galaxy' was indeed my original work.However, the day before the results were announced, Lionel had personally threatened him, using his family's safety as leverage to force him to hand over the gold prize.Since Lionel's own work was not strong enough, to avoid making the results look ridiculous, he had fabricated the so-called 'manuscript evidence'.The truth was finally out.Audrey immediately arranged a press conference.In front of all the media, I presented the professor's recorded testimony along with the irrefutable evidence proving Lionel had forged the documents.The impact was immediate.#DesignGeniusExposedAsPlagiarist#HeiressSonStopsAtNothingFo

Chapter 10

With Audrey's help, we began secretly gathering evidence of the Lowe family's illegal dealings over the years.It was grueling work. Mrs. Lowe was like a cunning old fox, wiping every trace of her crimes clean. However, even the craftiest fox eventually showed its tail.Audrey deliberately leaked a rumor that we had obtained core evidence and were preparing to submit it to the prosecutor. As expected, Mrs. Lowe panicked. She scrambled to use every connection she had to gather information while simultaneously moving her assets and preparing to flee.The account she used to transfer the money required a password only she and Jasmine knew.That night, Mrs. Lowe called Jasmine home. It was the first time the mother and daughter had sat down calmly since their falling out."Jasmine, help me one last time."Mrs. Lowe handed her a bank card, lowering herself in a rare gesture of humility."Help me move this money, and we will leave everything behind. We'll start our lives again

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