Todos los capítulos de The Goodbye he regretted : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

"But my sister's family is completely blameless in this!" Diana choked out, dabbing at her red-rimmed eyes. "They run a legitimate enterprise! It's utterly malicious that they're being smeared like this out of nowhere. Besides, Aurora is about to marry Damien..." "Legitimate enterprise? They're parasitic opportunists!" she sneered, cutting her off without a shred of pity. Diana's face froze mid-sob. "Don't play me for a fool!" she slammed her palm onto the armrest. "I may be retired, but I am far from senile. The moon family reaped exactly what they sowed because their business practices are rotten to the core. Don't try using Damien's upcoming wedding as your shield, either. If he actually goes through with marrying into that family of grifters, I will disown him on the spot! The whole lot of you can pack your bags and get out of my house! And when my day comes, don't any of you dare show your faces at my funeral!" "mom..." Gerald groaned, running a stressed hand down his

"Speaking of which," Richard said, setting his wine glass down with a heavy thud, "how is Maureen holding up ? She's determined to tear down the Moon Corporation, but if she handles this recklessly, she'll draw too much heat and put a target on her back. you two need to watch her back 24/7. Do you hear me?" Richard's voice was stern, but his sharp, eagle-like eyes softened with fierce fatherly concern for his daughter. "Understood, Dad," Michael replied smoothly. Ethan grinned, swirling the ice in his glass. "Don't stress, Dad. We will personally dismantle anyone who dares lay a finger on our little sister!" Richard narrowed his eyes, taking another composed sip of red wine. "You don't need to dismantle them completely, Ethan. Just make them wish they’d never been born." Once dinner concluded, Richard and Michael prepared to take their leave. As they walked toward the foyer, Ethan noticed Michael's personal cell phone vibrating continuously on the dining console. He glan

[Maureen: Cut it out, both of you. You're acting like toddlers.] The moment her message flashed across the encrypted screen, the heated argument between the two brothers instantly died down. [Maureen: Damien is digging into our family background because he suspects who Ethan really is. Ethan stepped up to defend me twice, and Damien isn't stupid—he knows Michael's temperament wouldn't match those reactions.] Swirling the crimson liquid gently in her glass, Maureen watched the soft reflection in the crystal, her gaze darkening with quiet resolve. [Maureen: Since he's already sniffing around, there's no reason to keep playing hide-and-seek. I'll make sure he gets his answer soon enough.] The weekend arrived in the blink of an eye. Bowled over by mounting public outrage and collapsing stock value, the executives of moon Corporation scrambled to host a major press conference at a luxury five-star hotel, inviting media outlets from every corner of the city. Historically, mo

The piercing screech of static cut off, replaced by the recorded voices of two men booming through the banquet hall’s surround sound. "Mr. moon, if I wasn't trying to Pad your pockets, why on earth would I swap out premium-grade kitchen wares for cheap, substandard junk? That little brat of a new manager caught on instantly and canned me on the spot! Now my name is blacklisted across Tidor. You have to fix this!" "Don't you dare spin this like you were doing me a favor! You lined your own pockets plenty on that trade. The under-the-table kickbacks I routed your way weren't pocket change—you could sit on your ass for the rest of your life and never starve!" The crowd gasped as the distinct voices rang through the venue—the first belonging to Luther Adams, and the second unquestionably Jules moon. A wave of feverish excitement swept through the press corp. Microphones were thrust forward as shutter clicks filled the room like gunfire. At the podium, jules arrogant facade disintegr

The night before, Maureen found Adam sitting alone in a dim corner of a small pub, already halfway through a bottle. His tie hung loose and his eyes looked tired. She sat across from him without asking. She spoke in a low, steady voice. “jules is going to throw you away tomorrow. At the press conference he will point every finger at you so he can walk free.” Adam’s face twisted. He slammed his glass down. “That cannot be true. Don’t you dare try to drag me into your fight. I will not stand up and talk. I am not a fool.” Maureen leaned forward a little. “You are a bigger fool if you keep pretending nothing is wrong. You already know how this ends.” They stayed there for a long time, voices quiet but sharp. In the end they struck a deal. Maureen kept her tone calm. “I have clear proof that you worked hand in hand with Jules. I have not handed it to the prosecutors yet. I held it back on purpose. My father once helped you climb high, so I wanted to give you one last chance for his