Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Something big had shaken up the Northborough business district in the past week.

The Kensington Group, which had been faltering for years, was bought out-lock, stock, and barrel.

Insiders whispered that the mastermind behind the acquisition was a mysterious figure known only as Mr. Seven. No one had seen him in Northborough; he'd handed the entire process over to his CEO, Keith Douglas, a man as precise as a scalpel.

With the takeover, Mr. Seven's name was suddenly on everyone's lips. In business circles, "Mr. Seven" was spoken with a kind of wary respect, but no one could say anything certain about him. All anyone knew was that he'd started out in the Astara underground market. In just ten years, he'd built an empire that spanned continents, yet not a single soul could claim to have seen his face.

Rumor had it that Mr. Seven had been left with a chronic illness in the early days of his career. Supposedly, he'd been living in seclusion ever since, focusing on his health, and that was why he never appeared in public.

But that was all hearsay-nothing confirmed.

Today, the "Kensington Group" was officially being renamed "Everton Holdings."

The company's headquarters looked brand new, the gleaming "Everton Holdings" sign catching the morning light, dazzling against the city skyline.

At ten o'clock sharp, Everton Holdings held a press conference to announce its official launch. Keith Douglas, now the acting CEO, took the stage in a crisp black suit, his handsome face composed as he addressed the crowd with calm

authority.

Below the stage, Mack lurked in the audience, hidden beneath a cap and a surgical mask.

was fixed on Keith, fists clenched so tightly the veins on the backs of his hands stood out in stark

been erased from the ranks of borough's

He was just another unemployed nobody,

to the three-year renewable energy contract that The Kensington

had succeeded, The Kensington Group-hemorrhaging money for years-might have

Mr. Brown, newly married, died of a sudden heart attack while on a business trip

thrown into chaos, and

Kensington Group's last hope crumbled,

that Waldo had already struck a deal with Mr. Seven. By abandoning the renewable energy project, Waldo was essentially flushing all of The Kensington Group's investment

didn't care about the loss. It was a calculated move to destroy

a glass paperweight from his desk

Mack was faced with a choice:

of the Kensingtons-couldn't bear the thought of

She begged her to plead with Waldo

was long since done with

it, but Ottilie had already traded sides. She'd seduced Waldo

know, but Ottilie did: father and son had been at odds for