Chapter 389

It wasn’t like he couldn’t start a new business and he wouldn’t even need a sketchy loan to do it. He was independently wealthy - his current employment had guaranteed that - and then there was his trust fund that his grandfather had set up. His parents had no power over that. Yes, he loved The Mayfield Group and what he had built with it, but he loved Chloe more and if he couldn’t have both, then he wanted her. Instead of the realization striking panic into his heart, it had actually calmed him. He’d crawled into bed and slept like the dead. The first decent sleep he’d had since Chloe had walked out of his life. The only thing left to do was tell his father. They’d had a meeting set for today anyway. His father had wanted a follow-up after their last tête-à-tête. Mother obviously hadn’t told Father that a six-month grace period had been negotiated. Not that it mattered now. He dressed carefully and swallowed down a couple of ibuprofen to combat the raging ache in his head. He was nerv