All Chapters of Running Away To My Forgotten Heir : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

Gina’s POV:The evening was quiet—too quiet for a house that held so many secrets. Peaceful though, but concerning.I sat on the bench behind the mansion, before the blue pool. Where I signed the contract. The waves of the water were lively, just like that day. I felt a soft shift in my heart—the same one that had made me decide to sign. Like something was telling me to reconsider something I was about to do.I couldn't take my eyes off the silently breathing water. The sight felt like nothing had changed around me since that day. But NO! A lot had changed. I could feel it in the air, in the distance between us, in the way the mansion felt larger when he wasn't near. The way it seemed empty.I hadn't seen him all day. Not really. Just glimpses—his shadow in the hallway, the sound of his car leaving, the echo of his voice on the phone. Distant. Cold. Like I was still a stranger sleeping in his house. Like the company was the only thing that mattered to him.But Kelvin had said somethin

Damon’s POV:Gregory didn't wait. Like the sigh was his sign to make an attack."First of all. The timing is wrong," he said, his voice calm, measured, like he'd practiced the words in the mirror. "The company needs stability, not upheaval. Your reorganization is aggressive. Too aggressive. It would spoil more than it would amend."Murmurs spread around the table. Nods. Some of them weren't even looking at me. They'd already decided.“The company has existed on this organization for the past years why disturbing it? Hope all is well?”"The numbers don't lie," I said. Kept my voice steady. Gregory was intentionally trying to make feel bad before saying anything at all. "We've lost seven percent market share in the last year. Efficiency is down. Client retention is falling. The current structure is bleeding money. And we have the recourses we need. We only need to replace them. It shouldn’t be hard or aggressive as you said."A board member interrupted me. Mr. Donald, a fierce stakehol

Damon’s POV:The moment I sat, the greatest doubt dropped on my heart. Why the hell was he doing this? And Gina? I couldn’t just wait the end of it all.The chairman coughed as silence overwhelm the room. He stood at the head of the table, hands behind his back, glasses resting on his nose. The room was so quiet I could hear the clock ticking.My heart hammering to the clock ticking sound. Everything sound louder than they should. I steadied myself and face up. At him.His eye caught mine. I tilted on the chair. Shifted my view. I looked back at him, his eyes focused on Jax. Then to the rest of the room.“I have watched this company grow from nothing. I have bled for it. Killed for it. And I will not—“ His voice sounded as serious as ever. With that rage mixed with full command.This voice carried to every corner of the room. Everyone eye gulped out. The fear they had for him."I will not watch it fall to peril," he said. The words landed like stones. "The reorganization might be hars