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Asher spoke nervously.
“Nelson, the 18% stake in the Easton Group that supported me–it was Jessie’s. She sold all of it to my brother. That’s how I ended up being forced out of the company.”
He hesitated, then continued.
“Jackson Lefton’s family collapsed. I was pushed out entirely. Gideon Grey was exiled overseas. Alma Wilcox was married off to Westmere. All of us had once been helped by Jessie. And one by one,
she crushed us by pressuring our families. In the end, even our own blood abandoned them.”
His voice lowered with shame.
“We were her closest childhood friends. We all knew you were cheating on her, and none of us said a word. She hates every one of us.”
Nelson’s face turned deathly pale. His eyes, usually cold and unreadable, brimmed with raw pain.
“She hates me… and she hates you all.”
Just then, his assistant called again.
“Mr. Voss, we’ve tracked down Ms. Hale’s last known whereabouts. Before she left the country, she
stopped by a café across from Voss Group’s headquarters–she met with Charles Holland.”
Jealousy flared in Nelson’s eyes like wildfire.
Charles Holland–the most eligible heir of the Holland family, and a man who had always loved
Jessie.
Nelson called him instantly.
He had to know why Jessie left Silverpine. Why Charles was the last person she saw.
When Charles picked up, he let out a low laugh, filled with scorn.
“Nelson, don’t you think you’re asking a little too late? Your so–called marriage with Jessie–it was a lie from the start. And she only just found out.”
“This is between me and Jessie,” Nelson snapped. “Just tell me–where did she go?”
“Oh, I know exactly where she went,” Charles said casually. “She’s in Yaviland. And she’s never
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coming back. By the way, did I forget to mention? Tomorrow is the Voss Group shareholders‘
meeting.”
Nelson’s voice turned icy.
“Voss Group shareholders‘ meeting, what the hell does that have to do with you?”
Charles chuckled darkly.
“Seven years ago, out of guilt for marrying Lila, you transferred all your Voss Holdings equity to Jessie. And just two weeks ago, she sold every last one of them to me. Three hundred billion dollars. Congratulations, Nelson–you’re about to be kicked out of your own empire.”
A sharp pain shot through Nelson’s chest. He staggered, coughing up blood.
“No. That’s not possible. Jessie would never do that to me. Charles, what did you do? You must’ve
tricked her!”
Charles cut him off, his tone biting.
“Jessie nearly died for you, more times than you could count. And not once did she let you know. Nelson, even the 30 billion in Voss Holdings equity doesn’t begin to cover what she’s done for you
over the years.”
The call ended.
Nelson frantically redialed.
“Charles! Say it again! What do you mean she nearly died for me? What do you mean?!”
But Charles only scoffed, voice colder than before.
“If Jessie didn’t love you the way she did, I would’ve torn the world apart to make her mine. But after this, Nelson… you’ll never have her again. Tomorrow, once the shareholder meeting is over, I’ll find her. And you? You’ll lose everything.”
Charles hung up the phone and sent over several pieces of evidence.
Nelson stared at the photos.
Each one showed Jessie when they were younger–Jessie was sitting beside him while he lay unconscious from his injuries, giving him a blood transfusion. She was smiling at him, eyes filled
with affection.
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There were more–Jessie leaning over his hospital bed, an IV needle still in her hand.
Later, she started visiting the hospital regularly–always the hematology department.
Even the fact that Jessie had become his emergency blood donor–Charles knew all of it.
Nelson looked at the records.
All signed by Jessie.
His mind replayed his grandfather’s lie–telling him that Lila was the one who saved his life.
It was Jessie. Every single time.
Jessie, you gave me so much.
Nelson’s entire body radiated fury, cold and deadly, like a man returning from hell to take revenge.
He sped back to the Voss house at 150 miles per hour.
Went straight to his grandfather’s study.
He kicked the door open.
But he never expected to see something so disgusting.
