Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 388

That familiar feeling washed over her again.

Yelena shook her head, trying to clear it.

She couldn't keep comparing the two men. This wasn't the time.

She had no reason to doubt what Lucas had said. A man in his position would be strange not to feel possessive.

Without possessiveness, it wasn't real love.

His words made perfect sense.

He was just overwhelmed by possessiveness.

Yeah, that was it.

Yelena forced an awkward smile.

"I should go check on Sherry. You can get back to your work if you're busy."

Just then, Max hurried over.

He straightened his clothes and smoothed his hair when he saw Yelena.

"Hello, Ms. Quinn."

He looked so cheesy it was painful.

Tony rolled his eyes at him.

"Look at yourself. Even I can't stand you."

Max froze, utterly crushed.

"I'm really that bad...? No!"

He was on the verge of tears.

"If I can't even impress someone like you, how am I supposed to win anyone over?"

Tony exploded.

"I'm gorgeous! You're the one with bad eyesight! Thanks to you hanging around, I haven't had a single date!"

They were seconds away from a full-on fight.

But as soon as Lucas turned and left, they instantly calmed down.

They acted like nothing had happened and jumped straight back to work.

It was almost miraculous.

So... Lucas really was serious about Sherry?

She couldn't wait to tell her.

Yelena exaggerated every detail for Sherry.

Everyone had been furious that day. They were all big names, but they'd been barred from the luxurious pavilion across the way.

The people inside could see everything they were doing.

But they were stuck down below.

But when they heard who was inside, they all fell silent.

If it was him, they could accept why they were kept below.

That sight had burned itself into everyone's memory.

People had spread rumors—that he was old, or badly scarred, too ashamed to show his face.

But what they'd seen was nothing like that.

His bathrobe was slightly open.

Firm chest. Distinct, bony fingers. A sharp, defined jawline.

The perfect look of a gorgeous man.

"Julia only goes after the best," Sherry said. "Do you really think she'd give up on a man like him?"

Yelena had just said the mysterious man was even more powerful than Lucas.

Love or not, Julia would always aim higher. That was probably why she hadn't gone for Lucas right away.