All Chapters of Never Let Go: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The next day at the international airport, I was wearing a black suit and custom-made leather shoes. My hair was combed back, revealing a strong and sharp jawline.The moment I walked out of the arrivals exit, I heard a familiar voice.“Why isn’t my brother out yet?”Sean was wearing that dark grey bespoke suit which accentuated his tall, towering figure. His arm was around Wren’s svelte waist. There were a few other boys following behind him.Wren had sunglasses on and said irritably, “We’ve been waiting for so long. Did he get stuck in his seat because he’s too fat?”The boys doubled over in laughter.Just then, a fat boy wearing a flat cap came walking out, dragging a luggage case behind him. He had a broad back and was wearing a loose sports jersey.Sean’s eyes lit up as he said in a low voice, “He’s here!”Wren took off her shades and yelled at the figure. “John Jackson!”Sean covered his mouth and chuckled. “How did he end up fatter than he was two years ago?”The boys

The merry laughter in the room came to an abrupt halt, as though someone pulled the plug from an electricity source.Standing closest to the door was Zane, whose mouth was hanging wide open as the wine glass in his hand hung in mid-air. There was even wine dripping down the back of his hand, but he didn’t realize it.Sean was the first to recover from his shock. He instinctively straightened his torso and tightened his grip over Wren’s sleeve.Wren looked past everyone, her gaze landing right on me.“Whoa, so handsome! Who is he?”“That face…that figure… So amazing! Wait, the woman next to him… Is that Ms. Shackelford?”It made Gemma hide the smile hanging on her lips.Wren’s gaze swept past Gemma, her brows furrowing even tighter. “Aunt Gemma, what are you doing here?”So she was Wren’s aunt, the illegitimate daughter that the Shackelfords found three years ago. I heard that she had single-handedly saved Shackelford Enterprise from the brink of bankruptcy with her swift and

“What does that mean? Is he…John Jackson? Since when did he become so handsome?”“How could Wren bear to break up with such a hunk, especially after one whole year of online dating?”“Oh, shut up! Just look at her reaction. She clearly had no idea John had become so good looking. Why do I feel like her eyes seem permanently stuck on John?”Wren’s gaze landed on my face, her voice hoarse. “Since… Since when did you become like this?”Sean immediately hugged Wren’s arm tight, fearing that he was about to lose his pillar of support. “Wren, he must be an actor my brother hired! Two months ago, my friend based overseas bumped into him. John didn’t look like this. I have a photo to prove it!” He flashed the photo before everyone. In it, I was wrapped up in a thick padded jacket. My hair looked greasy, and my face was so swollen my features could hardly be seen.Sean’s gaze landed on my face, a gleam of vindictive satisfaction flashing past his eyes. He said eagerly, “He’s just an acto

Wren finally spoke up, her voice hoarse. “John Jackson, you can target me if you hate me, but don’t make things difficult for Sean just because of me…”“Because of you?” I cut her off. “Wren Shackelford, we're history. Not recruiting him is a decision I made in my managerial position.”I turned to some senior CEOs and directors of other companies who had crowded around us. “What do you think about my decision not to recruit him?”Some of them exchanged glances. One of them said in a low voice, “If we were to accept someone you rejected, wouldn’t that be a slap in your face?”Sean choked back tears.“But I’ll give him one chance,” I said as I turned to Sean. “Three questions. If you can answer them, you can report to work tomorrow.”Sean wiped his tears away and straightened himself up.“What are the core elements of the SWOT analysis method? Give a quick analysis of the current competitive landscape for the Jackson Group in the local market.”Sean’s lips moved, but it took

The look on Sean’s face changed as he blurted, “But I’m already together with Wren!”He turned to Wren, his eyes bloodshot, and said in a trembling voice, “Wren, say something. Didn’t you say that I’m the only one you like? You said you’d seek justice for me…”Wren remained silent as she stood rooted to the ground. Her jawline was taut, and her fists were clenched. She looked at me with fleeting emotions in her eyes, her mouth pursed in a straight line as she couldn’t manage even a single word.Gemma stood at the side of the crowd, her hand bereft of the wine glass which she had put down long ago. She looked neither at the will nor at Mr. Shackelford, but quietly at me with deep, dark eyes which made me wonder what was on her mind.I gave her a small smile.Mr. Shackelford brought up the betrothal in front of everyone not because he was sentimental, but because he knew how I had performed at Jackson Group’s overseas subsidiary and was confident that I could pull up Shackelford Ent