Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 353 

He frowned, glancing at the butler who had already walked away, and said, “She’s not Lilliana.” 

The paternity test came out positive.” 

I felt somewhat helpless. 

He asserted, “There must be something wrong with the paternity test. Jane, I might mistake someone else for her.” 

By “someone else,” I knew he meant 

He spoke again, in a quiet voice, “But I would never fail to recognize her.” 

1 pursed my lips before saying, “That’s between you and the Myers family, Gregory. It’s best we keep our distance.” 

I really didn’t want to fan the flames any further. 

Without looking at his expression, I pulled Christine into the banquet hall. 

Despite being arranged last minute, the welcome party 

anything but half–hearted. 

The lights shone brightly, the hall was luxurious, clearly a gala for the elite. 

After grabbing a drink from a tray held by a servant, Christine turned to me, surprised, “When did you become so tough?” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Oh please,” I smiled wryly, “Even the dumbest learn from their mistakes. Besides, things are different now.” 

“How so?” 

“Before, I was already deep in it, and pulling myself out was 

painful and hard.” 

I couldn’t forget those restless nights, “Now, I’m still at the edge of the pit, with no sunk costs, so it’s easier to stay rational.” 

A person who’s just been burned once is not so easily swayed again. 

Christine sighed, then we saw Adah waving us over, introducing us to some high-society ladies around her. 

“You ladies were asking if I switched dressmakers recently, well, here she is. Don’t be fooled by her youth; her design talent is immense, and her craftsmanship rivals that of the seasoned masters. The stitching and tailoring look too advanced for someone her age.” 

“Adah.” 

Christine and I greeted her with a smile, with Christine being the more social butterfly, half truthfully and half exaggeratingly praising my and Janedream’s work to the noble ladies. 

For them, it wasn’t just about getting a new dress; it was an opportunity to get closer to the Ford and Myers families. 

As the conversation flowed, one of the ladies laughingly said, “I heard the big boss of RF Group is coming tonight. No idea how old he is, but my daughter is still single.” 

“Don’t get your hopes up.” 

A familiar lady chimed in, “RF is on a roll, having acquired several companies aside from Ferguson Group. That boss has quite the knack. Setting aside whether you can catch his eye, the fear is, even if you do, he’s the type to devour without leaving bones.” 

The Ferguson Group once dominated half of RiverCity. 

And with the current maneuvers, Bryant’s net worth has skyrocketed, the gap in connections and influence with the old families now overshadowed by sheer wealth. 

In a short span of time, for the Myers family to attempt any manipulation was now laughable. 

Otherwise, Susan wouldn’t be so eager to curry favor. 

“Speaking of which,” 

Susan, regaining her usual demeanor upon hearing this, joined with a smile, “It’s not as scary as you all make it sound. Plus, if you’re thinking of making a move, you’re too late!“/ 

The first lady to speak asked, “Are you planning for your Dorothy?” 

“Let’s not spell it out!” 

Susan, basking in the glory as if she had already become the matriarch of RF Group, said, “Initially, they were only sending a CEO tonight, but once this big boss heard Dorothy was picking him up personally, he changed his mind about coming. Now, if that doesn’t scream ‘sure thing, what does?” 

We quietly moved away, Christine gleefully whispering, “Can you imagine Mrs. Myers‘ face when she finds out RF’s big boss is actually Bryant?” 

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