Goodbye, My Love

Logically speaking, if Marco showed up at the Powell residence at such a late time, he must be searching for Keely. If he chose not to come in person and instead sent someone else, what could that indicate? Jane couldn’t piece together the puzzle.

Keely offered her a glance, maintaining a cool and self-assured demeanor as she declared, “If Marco dispatched someone to the Powell residence, it must be for me. Perhaps it’s too late for him to come personally, but his concerns for me Led him to send a gift.”

Having spent the entire afternoon mentally preparing herself, Keely had almost persuaded herself that her dreams were the reality. Strengthened by the faith that Marco would never desert her, she felt a surge of joy.

Listening to her, Jane felt a pang of jealousy and wholeheartedly accepted Keely’s interpretation.

After all, she had seen firsthand how Marco treated Keely. His affection was undeniable!

Prior to Keely’s disgraceful behavior, not only had Marco cared for her, but the Powell family had also profited from their relationship.

As time passed and Keely became entangled in the scandals involving Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Elmo and Barr, the preferential treatment she once enjoyed gradually diminished. However, owing to their prior connections, the Powell family still managed to reap certain advantages.

It was this prospect that made Jane eager to have Keely win over

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Marco’s heart for the greater good.

If Marco was to fall for Keely again, she would be set for life!

Currently, the Bryant Group was thriving solely on the strength of a

CBD project. If the two were to reunite, the Powell family stood to profit immensely!

Pondering over these prospects, Jane cast a glance at Keely, her face breaking into a smile that hinted at her hidden motives.

“As Marco hasn’t shown up personally, there’s no need for formal attire. Keely, let’s together greet his representatives. We shouldn’t keep Mr. Bryant’s associates waiting.”

Keely herself was slightly on edge. Upon hearing Jane’s proposal, she offered no resistance and went along with it.

Jane guided her to the living room, where a gathering of individuals stood, clad in suits and sporting serious expressions. However, they were empty-handed, lacking the demeanor of gift bearers but rather appearing as if they had arrived for a reckoning.

Jane’s expression faltered as she sensed an unsettling atmosphere. She tightly grasped Keely’s hand, her voice filled with concern as she asked, “What is going on here?”

Keely furrowed her brows, and with a flicker of disdain, she withdrew her hand.

She had already recognized Carl, and her smile resurfaced. Since Carl was here, it implied that he had been sent by Marco.

Keely advanced confidently and greeted Carl with warmth.

“Carl, did

Marco send you out of concern for my well-being?”