Chapter 942

Robert's apartment. It had been two whole weeks since he last reached out to Rachel. Robert knew better than anyone that her patience had limits. "Robert! I know you're in there. Open the door!" Rachel's voice echoed outside—it wasn't her first time coming here. But as always, his people barred her way. "Robert… you're giving up on me too?" Her voice cracked, thick with tears. She sounded like someone at her breaking point, crushed by the feeling of being abandoned over and over again. Why did everyone just walk away in the end? Her friends turned to enemies, and the man who once promised to protect her no matter what—Robert—was now giving her the cold shoulder over rumors he didn't even bother verifying. Was this just how people were? — Inside the living room. Robert swirled his glass lazily and gestured for his assistant to pour bottled water into it. The assistant was confused—what kind of fancy thing is this? Water doesn't even stick to the glass like wine. But well, what Robert sa