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!"

"Don't keep the shareholders waiting. Get

a thin line, and followed Fred

a triumphant look as

over, about to offer Stewart a supporting arm, when Stewart

following Stewart's

where Stewart had stumbled moments ago was

up, and handed

lightly over the barrel, then tucked

is there anything else in your office you

hoarse. "Nothing else matters. Just this pen." Carl looked puzzled, glancing at the pen

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

him

Stewart could only think himself a

loved him-carefully, shyly,

was a long time

once been loved could be more painful than never having

bitter regret washing over him. But there was no

he was out of

the pavement.

oubled over, coughinget

Stewart out of the Wentworth Group

as the car door

blood staining his

Wentworth!" Carl's face blanched with alarm. "We

upright, his voice a

"But sir-"

closed, his face ghostly pale and

his resolve, Carl could only

pulled away

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