Ferdinand Ellsworth hurried after Briony Kensington. "Bryn-"

"Ferdinand."

The voice behind him was cold-Fred Wentworth.

Ferdinand stopped abruptly and turned around.

Fred strode up, his expression severe. "Today marks the beginning of your presidency at Wentworth Group. All the major shareholders are here. Come inside with me, and I'll introduce you."

Ferdinand lowered his eyes, jaw tight. "Alright."

Fred turned, shooting a withering look at Stewart Wentworth. He sneered, "From now on, Wentworth Group has nothing to do with you. Get out. Don't make me call security."

Ferdinand cast Stewart a glance. Stewart's gentle features-the ones little Nina had always adored-were now clouded with emotion.

But Stewart didn't spare Fred or Ferdinand a single glance.

It was true. Wentworth Group was no longer his.

And Fred would never know: the company didn't change hands because Fred had won. Stewart had simply let it go.

As for Ferdinand, Stewart's dark gaze shifted to him.

Ferdinand said quietly, "Stewart, Bryn will never forgive you. You lost."

Stewart's lips curled into a cold, faint smile. "Even if I no longer want her, she was never yours to begin with."

"You"

"Ferdinand!"

snapped, cutting Ferdinand off. "Don't keep the shareholders waiting. Get in

fists, lips pressed into a thin line,

shot Stewart a triumphant look as he strutted

about to offer Stewart a supporting arm, when Stewart

paused, following

where Stewart had stumbled moments ago was

it up,

took it, brushing his fingertips lightly over the barrel, then tucked it carefully back into his

office you want to

matters. Just this pen."

murmured, the corners of his eyes reddening. "She said it was a thank-you for

first anniversary. Briony had given him

could only

once loved him-carefully, shyly, with all

that was a

been loved could be more painful than never having been

regret washing over

was out

pavement. Content

oubled over, coughinget

of the Wentworth

the car door

blood staining his

"We need to

door, forcing himself upright, his voice

"But sir-"

closed, his face ghostly pale and slick with

his resolve, Carl could only

pulled away

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