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Chapter 391

Chapter 391

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Jared snapped at me, but | could tell he was genuinely worried something might happen to me. Right then, some

of the grudge! held against him faded away.

| kept my voice gentle as | chatted with Jared for a bit longer, then hung up.

Ryan stood by, watching me, his clear eyes shadowed with a touch of sadness.

Holding my phone, I glanced at him. Ryan asked, “Your ex-husband still cares about you?”

I nodded.

Ryan’s gaze grew complicated as he stared atfor a couple seconds, but he didn’t say anything else.

At noon, | headed to the police station to give my statement. There, | saw the man who had attacked me.

The way he looked atsent a chill down my spine. Maybe it was because his plan had failed and he'd been

caught, but there was frustration, hatred, and a sick glint in his eyes.

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Even though | was scared, | kept my cool and stared him down.

When it comes to evil, running away only makes them bolder. | had the guts to face him head-on.

When | stepped out of the station, Ryan was waiting forin the car. He spoke softly, “Don’t worry. I'll make

sure a guy like that learns his lesson.”

| paused, looking at him. There was a cold glint in Ryan’s eyes. “Trash like him deserves to be wiped out-no one

wants to see him back on the streets.”

| understood what he meant and whispered, “Thanks.”

With Ryan's words, I finally felt at ease.

Even if it means bending the rules a little, as long as it keeps someone else from getting hurt, this is the fairest

way.

After what happened, | took a couple days off. Ryan seemed to have simportant matters to deal with too, so

he didn’t check in onthese past two days.

On the third day, | headed back to the office. That afternoon, a future big client invitedand a few higher-ups

to play golf.

I didn’t know the first thing about golf, but | went along anyway-anything to help land the deal.

The client was a VIP member here, with his own private lounge. He said the annual fee was 600 grand, just for

that spot.

Rich folks sure know how to live. | remembered Jared had a bunch of these fancy memberships, but whenever he

went out for

work or play, he almost never tookalong.

Honestly, | had no clue what kind of memberships Jared actually had.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh at myself for a few seconds.

| changed into a white tracksuit and tied my hair back into a ponytail. Even though | didn’t know how to play

golf, that didn’t stopfrom going along to admire their skills.

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“Victoria...” Just as our group was laughing and getting ready to head to the course, a man’s voice called out to

me.

| turned around-what a coincidence. There was Jared, dressed in a black tracksuit, with Amy in blue and white

stripes beside him, along with a few international clients.

Amy was busy chatting and introducing the guests, while Jared was talking with someone else. But when he saw

me, his expression changed.

My heart sank a little. ‘Is he surprised to seeat a high-end place like this?‘ | wondered.

“Mr. Holcomb, what a coincidence! | invited Ms. Murphy over to discuss sbusiness,” said the middle-aged

man next to me, Mr. Wright, who knew Jared, greeting him with a smile.

Jared nodded in acknowledgment, but his gaze lingered onfor a few seconds.

| followed Mr. Wright and his group into the car, bringing along a young guy and girl from my team. Both of them

were smooth talkers, totally business-savvy, and knew exactly how to handle people.

With them helpingentertain Mr. Wright and his group, | actually felt like an executive myself.

Our area was pretty close to Jared's. All | had to do was look up and | could spot him.

| actually wanted to pick up sof those fancy business golf moves, so | started practicing my swing. | had no

clue what | was doing, but Mr. Wright was right there, eager to showthe ropes.

You could tell he'd heard | was clueless about golf and jumped at the chance to play coach.

Mr. Wright was in his fifties, and every t| flubbed a swing and tried not to laugh, he'd just chuckle too. “You

know, when you get older, you realize that spark you have when you're young-it never really comes back.”

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