Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 304

Damien, dressed in a blue-and-white striped hospital gown, pinched a black stone between his fingers as he stared out the window at the gloomy sky.

“Mr. Clarke.”

Felix entered and lowered his voice. “Julian just had a meltdown in the meeting. He’s talking about selling the patents.”

Damien’s fingers paused.

“Heh.”

A soft laugh, laced with bone-chilling coldness.

“If he dares touch what Grace left behind, I’ll chop off his hands.”

Damien placed the stone on the board, a slight curve to his lips.

“How are things with the shareholders?”

“They’ve all been contacted,” Felix replied, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “They’re kicking themselves now. Before, they complained about you making such a fuss over Miss Hart. Now that Julian has made them lose their life savings, they’re all crying and begging for you to come back and take charge.”

Damien’s expression remained flat.

He pulled a photo from under his pillow.

It was a candid shot of Grace, sitting on a sofa, holding an apple, her eyes crinkling with a smile that was bright as the sun.

“Tell them, no rush.”

Damien’s thumb gently caressed the woman’s face in the photo, his voice hoarse and tender. “Let them hurt for a few more days.”

Felix looked at his boss’s gaunt figure and felt a pang of sorrow.

Damien was so thin he was almost unrecognizable.

He had just recovered from pneumonia, only to develop myocarditis from overwork. The doctor said he was engaged in a slow suicide, but he didn’t care.

“By the way, Mr. Clarke,” Felix hesitated, then pulled a letter from his briefcase. The envelope bore a prison postmark. “This came from the prison. It's from Lucian.”

Damien’s gentle gaze instantly turned vicious and violent.

“Lucian?”

The same Lucian who had once smashed a hot ashtray on Grace’s back and called her worthless?

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