I Sold My Heart To Forget Them—Now They Beg Me To Remember novel Chapter 27

“Mr… Mr. Cross…”

The pregnant woman who had shouted the loudest was now stammering.

The crowd whispered about Damien:

The only son of the Cross family in the capital. Took over the family business at 25.

He tripled the company’s value in three years.

A ruthless negotiator–an empire builder.

Even Silvergate’s oldest aristocrats called him “Mr. Cross” in awe.

And yet, just a month ago, he had publicly announced his vasectomy–crushing every matchmaking dream the wealthy

families had.

Everyone thought he had lost his mind.

Who would inherit the Cross legacy?

Damien took off his coat and picked up my trembling, blood–stained form.

“Prepare the helicopter. We’re going to Velvaria.”

Those were the first words he spoke today.

Everyone sprang into action.

Aircraft arranged, medical team assembled, crowd cleared.

I opened my mouth to speak–but Damien seemed to know what I wanted to ask.

He leaned close and whispered in my ear:

For the Cross heir, no price is too high.”

My eyes widened.

My heart skipped a beat.

I remembered the message he once sent me:

“If you’re willing, the child in your womb will be the only descendant I ever have.”

Every word had been sincere.

Meanwhile, Lucas was still comforting a tearful Clarissa.

He glanced at his phone and a chill ran down his spine when he saw Mr. Thompson’s message:

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[Claire has disappeared.]

Clarissa pouted.

“Lucas, how could you say something like that just now? About registering the divorce as soon as my baby’s born… Are

you that eager to give Claire a proper wedding?”

Lucas stayed silent, guilt tightening his throat.

His mind drifted back to Claire’s birthday-

How she had stood there pale and lifeless, watching Margaret’s last keepsake be destroyed.

He had seen the pain in her eyes-

But still ran to Clarissa when she pretended to fall.

He hadn’t called her for seven days.

Every time he picked up the phone, Clarissa’s voice echoed:

“Love is like flying a kite. You pull too hard, and the string snaps. It’s time to give her space–let her realize how much

she needs you.”

He thought Claire would react like she always did:

Wait for him to come back, coax her, and then she’d smile and leap into his arms.

But now, she was gone.

No one knew where she went.

Her hospital access cards were frozen, her villa was empty.

His assistant said she hadn’t returned to the company. Even her closest friends had lost contact with her.

“I gave you a proper title, made you the legal daughter of the Whitmore family. You’re no longer a bastard

Besides, your mom holds all of Mrs. Whitmore’s assets. You won’t suffer anymore.”

Lucas stared at Clarissa, word by word:

“But what about Claire? She’s been stripped of everything–her name, her home, even her child’s safety. I want to marry

her.

Clarissa turned pale, tears welling up.

“Lucas, I’m not after your money… I just can’t bear to lose you…”

Lucas sneered.

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“Can’t bear to lose me? Then tell your father to cancel the shareholder meeting in three days,

Return all of Mrs. Whitmore’s assets to Claire.”

Clarissa fell silent.

Her fingers twisted the hem of her dress.