Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 495

“How can you stop it?”

Karina, however, wasn’t ready to drop the subject. She was completely indifferent to the increasingly sour expression on Faith’s face.

“Enough!” Faith finally snapped, her brows furrowed. “Let’s put an end to this. We’ll handle whatever happens as it comes. What’s the point of all this talk?”

I remained silent. Even if Faith liked me, she wouldn’t side with me unconditionally on such a crucial issue.

My relationship with Russel was already a blatant insult to Neil. Yet, the Whitmore family didn’t care about the talk of the town and continued to treat me as always.

Karina smiled at me. “Fine, we won’t talk about it. I believe that you are a responsible person, Ms. Finch. If there’s any conflict because of you, I’m sure you’ll find a way to resolve it.”

I didn’t answer, only gave her a cool glance before continuing on my way.

On the way back, it was clear Faith was in a terrible mood. Her face was visibly gloomy, but she tried to reassure me, “Irene, I’m not blaming you. Just thinking about all this drama is exhausting.”

“I understand, Faith.” I managed a small smile. Even if Faith blamed me, she had every right to.

The prerequisite, of course, was that the Whitmore Co. issue was indeed Russel’s doing.

After returning to the hotel, I immediately dialed Russel’s number. It rang for a long while with no answer.

A sense of unease crept over me, making me restless. If Russel had simply had a falling out with Neil, I could console myself. But if it involved finance and business, I couldn’t sit idly by.

Co. and the Dawson Group were both prominent family enterprises and once business partners. If they turned against each other, the implications

a message to Russel: [Russel, where are you?]

three minutes later, he

as I answered,

countered. There was noise on his end, but it definitely

still hiding from me? Did you quit your job? Are you back

unnatural calmness, “Yes,

he was behind the Whitmore Co. issue, but the words were stuck

broached the subject himself. “You know about the problem

you do it?” I didn’t want

I just got back a few days ago and

seriously.” My words came out in a rush, “Neil has already gone back. If the

“So, are you worried

I was at a loss for words and felt defeated. “I’m worried about both of you. If you think I’m still in love with him, that I haven’t let go, and that’s why you’re doing this, you really didn’t

him. But you won’t give me that chance, will you?” Russel’s voice was as cold as a stranger’s, devoid of

of frustration and anger,

distance from him. Perhaps my initial thought of using

sorry.” All my thoughts coalesced into these three words. I

don’t need an apology. Either marry me or stay out of my feud

these options was

soften my tone and pleaded with him, “Russel, wait. Can we talk this

you in Rosemont.” With that, Russel hung