Chapter 573

Claire headed upstairs without saying anything else. Once she closed the door upstairs, there was pin-drop silence downstairs in the dining room. Clark held onto his cutlery, staring at the already-mushy pasta in a daze. Thinking about the past few months, it felt like a dream to him. A few days ago, he was still cooking for Judy, yet things just went south for no reason, all because of something he could not remember. Everything he knew was told by people around him. He deserved to be scorned and abandoned by everyone. The most absurd thing of all was that he really could not remember at all. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He angrily ate two mouthfuls of pasta, but it tasted like wax. He slammed the cutlery on the table. … The next day, the moment Clark entered the building, he got Jeremy to dial Judy. "Get her to come to the office. As long as she signs the agreement to let Reid Incorporated invest, she gets to use the warehouses as she pleases."