Chapter 8 Chapter 8 1288 Vouchers Gregory didn't leave. Like a ghost, he started haunting every corner of my life. Outside my office building, at restaurant entrances, even by my villa gates. No longer arrogant or domineering, he just silently followed, pleading at me with those tear-reddened eyes. Miami media naturally feasted on the spectacle-#Gregory Begs for Reconciliation# dominated trending topics for a week straight. [Serves him right! Wasn't he all high and mighty before? Now he regrets?] [LOL, this man's thicker-skinned than a fortress wall-Maria, don't soften up!] [Honestly though, Maria's too harsh. They loved each other once-must she destroy him completely?] I switched off my phone, staring at the miscarriage report freshly delivered to my desk. Gregory had sent it over this morning. Worse, he'd begun atoning in the most absurd ways. He liquidated every luxury asset to plug Jackson group's deficits, personally kneeling at Perez Group partners' doors to apologize. "Maria, Gregory's back again." During my assistant's tenth update, I was signing acquisition papers. "He says he'll sign the equity transfer agree- ment." That document meant Jackson group would permanently become Perez property-his father Timothy Jackson's life's work reduced to a footnote in my empire. My pen froze mid-stroke. "Let him in." When Gregory walked in holding documents, I almost didn't recognize him. The once spoiled young master wore a crumpled shirt, bruises still lingering on his face. "All procedures are settled." 0.0 % 12:32 Chapter 8 He pushed the papers forward, his voice hoarse beyond recognition. "My father's shares are included." I opened the file and found his signature on the last page. With strokes that pierced the paper as if written with his entire strength, tear stains smudged nearby. "Conditions?" He shook his head, cracked lips bleeding: "None. Consider this my atonement." "Gregory." I closed the file. "Any regrets?" He shuddered violently, tears finally bursting through the dam: "Every day... every second..." Choked sobs cut him off, clutching his shirt hem desperately. "But there's no going back... is there?" I remained silent, our final farewell hanging wordless between us. 1288 Vouchers Ashley was ultimately sold into forced labor in Southeast Asia, while Timothy relocated overseas with remaining as- sets. And Gregory, after surrendering all shares, vanished from Miami. 63.8 % 12:32