Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 876

The New Year's Eve dinner was something Gregory and Bella took charge of preparing.

Christine and Jane, admittedly, were hopeless when it cto cooking.

Instead, they spent their tplaying with little Mira. When she finally fell asleep, they decided to watch a

movie.

Lunch was a quick affair, but in the afternoon, they joined Bella to learn how to

make pie.

The kitchen was a flurry of activity, with all sorts of creations being shaped in their hands. The only stipulation

was that they didn't fall apart while cooking.

By eight o'clock, the TV was on, playing the New Year's Eve special.

They raised their glasses to toast the coming year, even Mira chimed in with her little toy cup from her high

chair.

As the countdown approached, Bella finished frying the pies.

"Let's see who'll find the lucky coin and strike it rich next year," she teased.

Given the, shall we say, unique shapes of the pies Christine and Jane made, Bella had wisely opted not to put

anything in theirs. The ones Gregory and Bella crafted were neat and appealing, making the hunt a matter of

pure luck.

Christine had saved room during dinner, determined to find that coin. She just had to have it.

The first to find one was Gregory.

Christine pouted, "Mr. Ford, you don't need more wealth. Who could be richer than you?"

"Speaking of which," she continued with a mischievous grin, "Mr. Ford, aren't you worried about having more

money than you can spend?"

Gregory flicked the coin with his thumb, watching it spin in the air before catching it effortlessly. "Not at all. I'm

quite happy."

"That kind of happiness, you can't even imagine."

Christine kept eating her pie, resolute in her determination to find the coin by midnight. She wanted that

windfall!

Jane found the next one.

"Looks like I've got scompetition," she joked, eyeing the couple.

Bella was the third to discover a coin.

Christine's resolve wavered.

The countdown began on TV.

Jane started poking through the pies, trying to help.

Gregory playfully intercepted with a fork, "Honey, cheating might just bring you bad luck."

Christine couldn't stand hearing this, "Jane, leave it to me."

Jane dropped her fork.

The countdown continued: "Four, three, two, one!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Ahhhh!"

Christine jumped up, "I found it! Next year, I'm definitely hitting it big!"

Jane gave her a thumbs up and handed her an envelope.

Christine felt it, thin and firm.

"A bank card?"

Jane nodded, "Happy New Year. | hope your days ahead are filled with joy and success."

Touched, Christine hugged her tightly, "The sgoes for you."

"| didn't prepare a gift, but | did prepare sfireworks. Let's go light them."

The group headed to the riverside.

The snow made it even colder by the water, but it didn't curb their enthusiasm for fireworks.

"We don't often get the chance, so | bought a variety, but sparklers are my favorite," Christine said, handing

them out to Jane and Bella, along with one for Mira to watch.

Gregory set off a big firework, lighting up the night sky.

Underneath the dazzling display, the four of them laughed joyfully.

Gregory cast a glance at a black car hidden in the shadows nearby.

The rear window rolled down, and a wisp of smoke drifted away with the wind.

A man's deep, resonant voice carried over, "Christine, happy New Year."

After the celebrations, Christine and Jane threw themselves back into work.

Bella and Raleigh planned to have their wedding photos taken in St. Petersburg. Meanwhile, Dailey settled into a

nine-to-five routine.

Though in reality, he never left work by five due to endless business meetings.

Once, Jayne stumbled upon him after a meeting, being helped into a car by Quinn, clutching his stomach, clearly

suffering from too much alcohol.

She insisted Quinn take Dailey back to the Clarkson family hand have Dr. Smith check on him.

When he woke, she said, "You don't have to attend all those business meetings."

"You're pushing yourself for Christine, aren't you?"

Dailey smirked, "It's not like I'm

playing the prince. Starting from the ground up is just how it is. Power dynamics, you know that better than

anyone, Mom."

Jayne shot him a look.

Dailey chuckled, "Once | reach my dad's level, | can finally take it easy."

Jayne sensed that Dailey was still holding onto something.

His perseverance and strategic moves weren't for the Clarkson family.

He didn't say it, but she felt it.

It was for Christine.

"Son, you'd better really let her go."

Dailey's smile faded, "Mom, if you do anything to her, you'll losetoo."

"This isn't a threat; it's a fact."

Jayne's face darkened.

"Why do you like her so much? You hardly spent any ttogether."

Dailey, tired and with a stomachache, didn't want to dwell on the topic, but now

that it was out in the open, he decided to explain.

"Mom, do you care about me?"

"Of course, you're my son."

Dailey let out a small laugh, "You care about me, you broughtback, had the doctor treat me."

"But I've been drinking for days, and you have people watching me, so there's no way you didn't know."

"Yet you only care fornow that you've run into me."

"I'm in pain, and you're talking about Christine, even threatening me."

"But all | need right now is swarm honey water to ease my stomach."

"You never thought of that, but Christine did. Even after a night of

drinking, she'd make sure haret

warm cup of honey water when we got home."

"She knew my stomach wasn't great."

Jayne left Dailey's room, still preoccupied as she returned to her bedroom.

She didn't even notice when Normand cback.

"What's wrong?"

Normand tapped her shoulder, drawing her attention, "What?"

"I've been talking to you for ages, but you didn't respond. What's on your mind?"

Jayne shook her head.

"Did Dailey upset you?" Normand asked.

"No."

"Then what is it? Why are you like this after he chtonight?"

Jayne pursed her lips, silent for a moment before recounting Dailey's words.

Normand was slightly taken aback, "Seems Christine is off the table."

"But it's

the inter

e. As long as he agrees t

alliance, their businesse

will be closely tied, and keeping Christine around won't hurt."

Jayne's expression was unreadable, "Are you sure it won't?"

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