Betrayed on Deal Day

After Jackson went back that day, he didn’t sign the settlement document I handed him.

The next day, he simply threw it into the trash.

He’s been having his subordinates wait downstairs at my apartment to track my movements. But in the past few days, I hadn’t gone down at all.

Later, the arms dealer sent an email.

Since we didn’t pay the deposit on time, that batch of weapons had already been sold to someone else.

When I heard the news, I felt a bit of regret. However, I quickly accepted the result.

The same couldn’t be said for Jackson, though.

He sent me messages and called me like he had gone mad.

The content of the messages became angrier and angrier until he started cursing at me.

[In these three years, when have I ever treated you badly? Now it’s just using a bit of your money, and you leave me just like that?

[Anna, has a dog eaten your conscience?

[Anna, if you leave me, I’ll curse you!]

Right after sending that message, Jackson suddenly turned to pleading.

[Anna, I’m begging you. I can’t live without you. I was wrong. I won’t have any contact with her again.

[Anna, for the sake of our past, give me one more chance.]

I only looked at them, but didn’t reply, and continued completing my settlement.

On Monday, after pulling several all-nighters, I finally finished it.

I sent the report to Jackson once I had checked repeatedly that every number was correct, and then transferred a sum of money to him.

Thirty thousand dollars—the total cost of all the gifts he had bought for me.

There would no longer be any debt between us now that I had transferred him the money.

Finally, I felt the weight in my heart lift.

I looked at the sky outside the window.

The next day, I booked a flight to Walford.

There was an investment bank there that had wanted to hire me with a high salary a long time ago. However, at that time, I refused because of Jackson.

Now that I had left Jackson, it was time for a new beginning.

My future would no longer be tied to Jackson.

It wasn’t worth it.

Before the plane took off, I received a call from Jackson.

On the other end, his voice was extremely strained. “Why? Anna, give me a reason.”

I hung up without saying a word.

Then I turned off my phone.

There aren’t that many reasons in this world that can be explained, and I didn’t want to have any more contact with him.

Jackson, from now on, we owe each other nothing.