“Pull yourself together. Now that you’ve decided to give up on your relationship with Gareth and even decided that

you’d get revenge. Combining the both together could be beneficial to us.”

Linda gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. “Of course, I’m aware of that.”

“As long as you’re aware of it. But you will need to have more conviction. Don’t look back now that you’ve decided

to let go. If you can’t let go, are you aware of what you will face in the future?”

Linda looked up at her mother without thinking. Rose patiently explained, “Here’s an example of what could happen

if you don’t forget about him. If we go through with our plans, and right when we’re about to succeed, he suddenly

remembers how kind you were to him in the past and decides that he wants to marry you. What will you do? Will

your heart soften toward him? Will you throw away all reason and choose to be with him? And then what do you

think will happen to you when he gets to the bottom of this and replaces out what you did? He will toss you aside

without a second thought. What will you do?”

Linda’s pupils shrank, and she shivered at the thought.

She had not thought about this at all. Her mother was right. That was one of the possible outcomes of the future.

Because even though she was filled with hatred and could not forget, she still loved him as much as she had before.

If she really thought that Gareth would change his mind and stay with her for the rest of their lives, then this entire

situation would be…

Over.

Linda shut her eyes and forced down her upheaving emotions. “Okay.”

Her voice was much hoarser than before. Not out of impatience but out of conviction.

Rose finally felt relieved.

She nodded helplessly. “As long as you’ve thought things through. We need to turn this thing around. Wickam

Group. Elisa. We will have our revenge.”

Linda looked up at her. “Do you have any ideas?”

Wickam Group.

The trending search incident had caused such an uproar that almost everyone knew. Even Gareth had heard about

it.

Thomas handed his phone to Gareth, only for Gareth to glower at it.

Thomas rubbed his nose and coughed. “Do you want me to take care of it, Mr. Wickam?”

Gareth glowered at the page for a few minutes before returning the phone to Thomas.

“Leave it.” He ground his teeth in irritation.

Thomas’ eye darted to the side, but he nodded. He left after realizing that Gareth had no other instructions for him.

Gareth was the only one left in the office. He slipped his phone out of his pocket and tapped into Twitter.

His expression darkened with every word he read.

Begged?

Gareth Wickam, now reduced to begging like a dog?

Was Gareth Wickam actually a beta male?

The rows and rows of ridicule darkened Gareth’s mood to that comparable to a storm cloud.

However… If Thomas knew what Gareth was thinking, he would probably think to himself.

Why is Mr. Wickam in a bad mood? Everyone is just questioning it. The Mr. Wickam they know would never do

something like that unless he was knocked in the head. But why is he still so unhappy about it?

Gareth scrolled some more before the storm cloud above him lifted.

That was because…

He saw what else was trending.

#whataboutmrdarcey?

Gareth tapped on the link. It opened to echoes of netizens expressing their devastation for him. They were all

wondering what Mr. Darcey would do now.

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